Chapter 72 Are you seducing me?
DASHIELL
I should be happy, right? Having her in my house was supposed to make me happy, but my cousin helped think of my kids. Having them with another man who isn't me didn't sit well with me. Even though Nova told me I could visit them whenever I wanted, I felt it wasn't enough for me. I needed to be close to them, to show them how good of a father I could be, but Nova never allowed me to do that. She didn't trust me as much as I would have loved for her to do, not like I would have done the same if I were in her shoes. She didn't trust me. It would take more than being a good husband to earn her trust.
It ate away at me for the first month we spent together. I was only allowed to visit them thrice, and that was with Nova. She didn't trust me to be alone with them.
Tossing on the bed after trying to sleep unsuccessful, I rolled out of bed. I left my room and headed downstairs, to have a drink.
Nova was in the kitchen when I came to take a can of water. She seemed to be out to do the same. Clad in a short and a see-through shirt, she raised a need in me, one I tried to stifle. I had been enduring it for a month. Despite the urge I always felt whenever I saw her in short clothes, I battled with my feelings.
However, at the moment, I couldn't think straight.
"What are you doing down here?" I asked, walking over to where she was.
"I came to have a midnight drink." She sighed, leaning on the fridge. "I couldn't get myself to sleep." As she spoke, she seemed to push her chest out, almost as if she were trying to seduce me, and it worked. My cock hardened at the sight of her beautiful breasts, and her large nipples which were straining against her chest.
Her eyes wandered down to my obvious bulge. She looked back at me, smiling as she bit her lower lip. I walked up to her and pinned her between me and the fridge.
"Why do I sense that you are seducing me, Nova?" I asked before kissing her. She tasted like strawberries and sugar, and I bit at her lower lip hungrily. She moaned slightly. Placing a kiss on her right cheek, I ripped at the cloth covering her chest, leaving her breasts naked.
I grabbed her large tits and shoved my tongue into her mouth, kneading her breasts. I put my knee between her legs to keep her still as I pulled and squeezed at her tits roughly, making her nipples hard and her skin pink. Once they were erect, I put her nipples in my mouth and sucked at them.
I started to feel a spot of moisture from her wet pussy rubbing onto my knee. I pushed it between her legs and felt her push back, trembling as she did so. Placing a kiss on her forehead, I carried her into the parlour and laid her on the couch, grateful we were the only ones around.
I slid my hands along her bare thighs, slipping under the hem of her shorts. She lifted her hips and tugged her shot off as my fingers gripped the elastic waistband of her panties.
I kissed my way up those thighs, the heady odour of her excitement filling my nostrils. I could feel the slickness along her thighs. She was fucking soaking wet already. I felt her fingers wrap in my hair at the back of my head, tugging me closer.
I extended my tongue, and without warning slid it from the crease of her arse straight up. I scooped her leaking fluids into my mouth and swallowed them, eliciting a moan from her.
Her feet shot up and planted on the edge of the couch as my tongue drove between her soaked lips. I gripped her hips as she spread wider, her hips lifting to jam her pelvis into my face.
I didn't just eat her, I feasted on her. Wet slurping filled the living room as I pulled out that river of flowing hot cream, swallowing it down. God, she tasted so sweet I could have done this for hours.
Her thighs quivered when they pressed into my cheeks. I knew she was close. I opened my mouth and sucked the hard bud of a clit in deep. She let out a piercing scream as she erupted. Hot cream pulsed out of her as I felt her belly flex. Her first orgasm of the night roared through her as I drank her juices. She moaned and gurgled as I worked her drenched pussy.
As her body slowly settled back to the couch I lifted my head to look at my beautiful wife, trying to tell myself I wasn't dreaming. It had been a month since she moved into the house. I never thought we would advance to this level, at least not this year.
My face still slick from her juices, I leaned in and captured one nipple. Two fingers drove up into her wet hole as I sucked her bud deep.
I curled my two fingers into gesture motion and pumped them in and out. I could just feel that small rough spot as I grazed over it with my fingers.
I increased the speed of my fingers as her arse once again rose from the couch. Wet sucking noises from my fingers mixed with the sounds of sucking her hot tit flesh.
Out of the corner of my vision, I saw her hands claw at the couch as her thighs quivered. I raised my head from her spit-covered breast and regarded it as raw pleasure ripped through her.
I watched her eyes roll back and a soft moan coming out of her mouth as it hung wide open.
Her entire body shook as a hot gush of fluids washed over my hand, dripping down onto the couch. I kept the heel of my hand pressed against her pulsing clit as I felt a second flood gush from her body.
It took her a long while to return. When she did, her body shot forward, and her hands clawed at my waist. Warm, slender fingers wrapped around my thick cock, and she used them to pull my body closer to hers, aiming the swollen head for her gaping opening.
I had never hesitated at this point before, but this time it was different. I needed to make sure this was really what she wanted. There could be no questions afterwards.
"Do you want this, Nova?" My voice was deep, filled with raw emotions as I peered down at her, barely restraining myself. I wanted to push my dick into her warm pussy, and fuck her senseless, but I needed her permission to do so.
"Yes, I do." She bit her lower lip before whispering, "Fuck me."
I didn't need any prompting after that. Placing my hands on her arse cheek, I sank into her warm pussy, eliciting a scream from her. Her legs came up and wrapped around my waist, her heels pressing into my arse, pulling me deeper. Her hands gripped my waist as her nails dug into my flesh, trying to pull all of me into her belly.
I felt my balls slap against her arse when she pushed up against me. I pulled back my hips until just the crowned head of my cock was being bathed in her juices, and then I slammed back home.
I kicked into high gear, my hips pounding into her. The sound of skin slapping mixing with wet squelching fills the room. I extended my legs and braced myself on my toes while reaching down and propping my arms on the couch on each side of her hips. I rocked forward, forcing her arse higher into the air as she clung to me.
She panted under me, her eyes half-lidded as she moaned out, asking for me to fuck her. even though she never called my name out for once, hearing her scream of pleasure made me want to do
more.
This new angle had the effect of dragging my cock along her clit with every thrust, sending a bolt through her belly each time I drove in.
I watched her face as another orgasm rolled through her ravaged body. Her hair plastered to her sweat-streaked face, as I powered into her. I could feel her walls pulse and a hot stream of pussy cream bathe my cock.
I matched my strokes to the pulsing along her walls, timing every thrust to meet each wave. She moaned as her body shook under me.
I slowed my hips as her convulsions eased down. As her belly fluttered one last time, I eased back to my knees, feeling her legs slowly unfold from around me. Sweat glistened on her breasts as they settled on her chest.