Chapter 155 - Total Delivery (Part 1) - mddos
Roland
He was waiting for her to continue speaking.
"I'm sorry. At that clinic, there was a space to walk in the mornings or afternoons. I saw a nurse always taking an old man out and shaving his beard. Over time, I became friends with them, and in a careless moment, I took a razor. I hid it for three days to avoid suspicion. One night, I locked myself in the bathroom and cut my veins. I almost didn't make it out of that."
My body trembled uncontrollably. "My actions had consequences." That's what Rata said. "Brother, I don't know what happened or what brought you together, but they put Veronica above everything," Luisa told me. I could have lost her. Dear God, thank you for not taking her from me.
"Why did you do it? You're a woman with conviction in the Lord God..."
"I wanted to be by your side. You still didn't have time to redeem your sins, and I believe the soul goes to heaven or hell. So, I assumed you were in hell. My only way to that place was through suicide.
"I'm not justifying my actions, and now I regret it deeply. But I did it. It's an act of cowardice on my part, but understand me, there's no place where I'm happy if you're not there and..."
I kissed her desperately. I didn't let her finish. We had a lot to clear up, much to confess. But I was already desperate, and hearing her say she wasn't happy in a place where I wasn't was my last drop of sanity.
"Veronica, I have no idea what I did to deserve your love, your company, your devotion to me in body and soul. Life won't be enough, my love, to revere you. I love you, and never try to take your life again."
"Promise me you'll never leave my side again."
"Never."
We had talked a lot already. Tomorrow would be another day. Now, I just needed her in my arms. I kissed her again without delicacy.
"Beautiful," I pulled away a bit. "Forgive me for saying this. I'd like to make love to you gently, but that would be a lie. Since the wedding, I haven't been with my wife. You know I'm an animal and..."
"Shut up and undress me."
Her tone of voice was an open invitation to satisfy myself with her. That wouldn't be enough, but at least I'd try. The buttons of her plaid shirt would only be found during cleaning. We didn't know where to put our hands. I wanted to touch her whole body at once, and Veronica felt the same. Over her bra, I caressed her breasts, groped her buttocks. She touched my back and massaged my erection through my pants.
We didn't have time to go to the bedroom. It seemed like a race to see who could undress the other faster. I felt like a madman, not knowing what to enjoy first. The foreplay I loved so much was left somewhere. My member was so hard it hurt. Literally, my balls ached. I needed to be inside her. A couple of licks on her delicious breasts, and I inserted a couple of fingers into Veronica, almost coming from feeling her wetness and warmth.
"I can't hold on any longer. I promise to make it up to you, my love, but I need to be inside you."
"You don't need to ask permission for that."
I needed no more. With a single thrust, I entered her. The cry of pain, passion, and need mixed together. Being back inside her tightness, my mouth devoured hers. When she adapted to my invasion, she began to move, and it was my free pass. I wouldn't last long. I had seven months of abstinence and had resorted to jerking off. I wouldn't deny it or be ashamed to admit it, but it wasn't the same as what I felt now.
"I won't last long, Beautiful."
I wasn't going to be selfish either. One of my hands reached her center, and I began to massage her clitoris while thrusting. Her moans told me she was at her limit, just like me.
"Roland..."
I began to move my finger faster while losing myself inside her, and my mouth played with hers.
"Come for me, Veronica. Look at me, always remember to look at me."
Her moans and spasms were met with two strong thrusts from me, and I felt myself release inside her. My best orgasm, still trembling, and I wasn't the only one. I kept moving inside her slowly.
"Tell me you're not in your fertile days. I don't want kids now or ever, but if you are, with everything that came out of me, I must have gotten you pregnant." She covered her face in embarrassment at my words.
"I never thought I'd say this, but I'm glad you haven't changed, even if it makes me blush."
She laughed as I kissed her. Now, with more patience, my hand began to explore her body. I stopped at the scar under her breast.
"Do the math, Veronica. I want to know if I need to stop to get condoms or if I can keep enjoying your skin. Soon, you need to go back to taking care of yourself as we agreed." My tongue began to lick her nipples again. "One," I started counting. She, still blushing, did mental calculations. "Two..."
"We're on the edge. Supposedly, two days ago, I entered the last week before my period."
"Bingo, get ready, Beautiful."
"What are you going to do to me?"
"The right question is, what won't I do to you. I have three delicious places where I want to desecrate the rest of my life." I loved seeing her blush.
"I'm hungry," she said.
"Me too."
But it was already too late; my penis was ready for battle again. I turned her around and started kissing her back, moving down to those delicious buttocks. I cleaned with her shirt what was coming out of her, the evidence of my semen sliding down her leg. It might be very dirty for some, but for a man like me, knowing that only I had left my essence inside her, that only I had touched her, thrilled me to the bones. It made me feel like I had the most valuable treasure in my hands. Now I wanted to taste her. We were still in the living room, and I lifted her butt.
"Roland."
My name came out as a gasp of excitement. My hands massaged her cute butt, I spread her cheeks, and my tongue started caressing her small entrance. It was still too soon; little by little, I would make that place mine. I kept licking until I reached my downfall. And now, with all the time in the world, I feasted on giving oral sex to my woman. I didn't stop until she was screaming my name again and trembling.
She tasted delicious, smelled incredible. I moved my tongue from side to side, eating everything my woman wanted to give me. I led her to the couch, put her on all fours, and started penetrating her with my fingers.
"Darling, if I hurt you, just tell me, and we'll change positions. I'll go at the pace you ask. Okay?" She nodded.
With great delicacy, I entered her. She was a beginner at this, and I had a lifetime to teach her, yet she had been up to the task. I was glad she didn't complain in that position. I could fit my entire cock, and once again, I was partying, losing myself in the heat of her interior. In the tightness of her walls that clung to my member like a glove, it felt so damn delicious.
I grabbed her hips to apply more pressure and lose myself in the basic pleasure of life. But when you're married, it takes on a different meaning. It gains added value, and only those who have united with love can understand. I've slept with many; saying the number now shames me. But I couldn't change the past. Even if it hurts, it can't be changed. All I can do is change in the present to have the future I long for.
Before the Lord God, I swore to love this woman, touch her, kiss her, take care of her, smile at her, watch over only her. I had no idea why she was with me, a human scum, but for Veronica, I would do anything. I groped her buttocks; one of my hands reached her clitoris, and the other her breast. I wanted to hear her again and feel her when she came, when her walls tightened around my cock, squeezing everything I had to give her.
It didn't take long. Once I knew she surrendered and succumbed to desire, when her skin was completely bristled, I came inside her again. My body trembled; I kissed her back. We were completely sweaty. I lay down on her back.
"Honey, now I really need to eat another kind of food."
"You didn't complain, did you enjoy it?"
She turned to look at me. She was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen, her cheeks flushed with excitement, her precious hair to one side.
"You look damn sexy and provocative."
"You'll always see me that way, pervert."
"You didn't complain about what I did to you."
"You kissed me until..."
"You didn't like it?" Her cheeks flushed again, and I burst out laughing. I took her hand, and we picked up the clothes scattered in the living room. "You haven't given me an answer."
"I love everything you've done so far."
"You'll like anal sex too, but I need to be patient. Let's take a shower and then make something to eat."
"No, let's eat first. Thinking about going to your house to check that your mother abandoned your supposed twin, I didn't have lunch. Then that kiss left me disoriented and literally in the clouds. I couldn't eat anything on the way back. Now I'm starving."
She smiled, and I swear my world fell back into place. She grabbed my shirt and put it on.
"You have no idea how much I love seeing you in my clothes." I put on my boxers, and we headed to the kitchen to make some food. "After this, we'll shower?"
"Yes, I haven't forgotten that we'll do it in the bathroom." My laughter echoed in the room. "Roland..."
"Tell me."
Veronica inspected the fridge, took out some nuggets, lettuce, tomato, and various vegetables, then grabbed some potatoes.
"In this time..." I looked at her. I'm not good in the kitchen, but I could make juice. How hard is it to peel some fruits, put them in the blender, add water, sugar, and done? "In this time, have you been with other women?"
"Veronica, didn't you hear what I said?" I lifted her and placed her on the kitchen island. "Get something into your head. I hope this time you listen to me. I married the love of my life, the woman whose scent made me reject all other women..."