179. We meant for each other
Alana
Sedrik lifted me into his arms, pulling me closer to his body and making me sit on his lap with one leg on each side of his torso. Meanwhile, we ended up in each other's mouths in a kiss so voracious that it was even promiscuous.
“By the goddess, I missed this so much…” I stammered as I had to move my mouth away from his to be able to breathe, although I was only managing to do so with difficulty.
Sedrik didn't stop kissing me, he was now swallowing my neck and sucking on my jaw while his hands slid inside my dress and held tightly to my soft skin. He was really wanting it, and I couldn't deny that I was wanting it too.
“Is this again your attempt to get me pregnant?” I questioned, my hands pulling his shirt off his body, and I was caressing him and reveling in his body that I loved so much and that excited me so much.
Sedrik put his hand on the back of my neck and made me look at him, stopping kissing me. “Here, in front of you, is a man desperate for his woman,” he said. “Fuck pregnancy and heirs! I want my wife and only her.”
Those words of his made me smile with pleasure. It felt good to know he still loved me and still wanted me. I linked my arms behind his shoulders and begged. “Then have me, please. I can't stand being away from you anymore…” I looked at him like a bitch in heat, begging for physical contact.
He let out a groan and placed me on the sofa with my legs apart. Then he kneeled in front of me and settled himself between my legs, leaning down and mouthing my intimacy with gusto, starting to suck and lick my pussy.
“Awrr… shit!” I groaned, throwing my head back and gripping the couch tightly to keep it from falling to the floor, my eyes rolling back in their sockets as my entire body seized with desire because of the contact of his tongue on my magic spot.
His arms passed under my thighs and held my waist, separating my legs better, while he ended up in my pussy, sucking that muscle as if it were the most delicious candy there was.
“Yummy…” he grunted amidst the licks and suckers he gave my clitoris.
“Yes, give me more…” I begged. I was missing this so much, it had been so long since he and I had had proper sex. There was so much going on that it made this intimate contact between me and him almost impossible to do. So while I was missing him, my body was missing his, not being able to complete itself alone.
Sedrik rose again, getting on top of me and adjusting himself between my legs. While he looked at me deeply, our breathing mixing, he was sliding his glans along the length of my intimacy while looking for the right way to penetrate without causing me any discomfort other than pleasure.
I threw my head back again and moaned loudly when I felt his presence inside me, filling me in a more romantic and needy way. Today was very different from the last time when he had come home and just penetrated me out of nowhere and started fucking, today he was being more careful and respectful, and it seemed like he had all the time in the world and wanted to enjoy every moment with me.
We were looking at each other deeply as he moved slowly and rhythmically beneath me, his muscles accentuating perfectly on my body, while my arms were already passing around the man's torso and bringing him closer to me.
“I love you, Alana,” he cooed amidst the glances we gave each other, sharing that unique moment that I was sure would be recorded in my mind as more beautiful moments that we shared. “I love you, and I will always love you…”
I hugged his shoulders while hugging his legs with mine. “I will always be yours, Sedrik. Always…” I also said this amidst the immense and crazy pleasure that we shared.
He lifted me into his arms and then took me to bed, intending to make the bed our bed of eternal love. Night was falling outside, and my lover and I were together in a sensual and totally intimate dance that only the two of us understood, speaking a language of feelings that only the two of us understood, loving each other as only the two of us knew how to do.
We were facing a difficult situation, it was a cruel divorce, but both he and I knew that we would never be able to forget each other, even if fate separated us forever. Sedrik would always be mine, and I would always be his, because our story had been written in the stars, just like the dreams we had in the fairy garden at that moment when we entered other worlds and experienced other worlds in our own skin realities, and even there he was always with me, anywhere he always found a way to find me, and so did I.
So, being sure of that, I knew that our story wasn't going to end here just because of the inconveniences that were happening. My love for him was not common, and neither was his for me. I didn't worry about that because I knew that I would always be his, and he would always be mine.