To His Heart's Content (manxman) Valentine's Short Story

Epilogue

Epilogue

Taylor...

(The Wedding Cake---------->)

One year later

 

“Evan, oh God…Stop, I mean, ugh…Don’t stop.” I panted like a crazy person as he swirled his warm wet tongue over the sensitive flesh around the striated star of my clenched entrance. I was going to be exhausted in the morning if Evan kept me up any later than he already has. Grand-mere has been going on and on all week about a V.I.P. customer coming in for a cake consultation and tomorrow was the day for it. It must be someone extremely important because she has had everyone working in a tizzy for the past week. The bakery has been cleaned to the point that you could eat of the floor if you so desired. She kept up a grueling pace and a flurry of activity despite my repeated pleas for her to slow down, and she wouldn’t even tell me who this person was that had her so worked up.

“Ah.” I screamed as the front of my body shot up off the arm of the sofa, but I was quickly pushed forward by Evan’s big hand planted in between my shoulder blades. My legs trembled and my blood rushed through my veins like liquid fire. Evan curled his wicked tongue and pushed the tip into my hole. I shivered as I felt him spear the organ into my channel. His warm saliva dripped down the crease of my ass and coated my tight balls. The cooling liquid on my nuts just added to the throbbing pulse of my leaking cock.

I groaned into the cushions of the couch and Evan continued to mercilessly prepare my quivering entrance. His hands were now on each globe of my butt cheeks as he spread me wide open to his invading tongue. He roughly kneaded them before he jiggled them, and he grunted his pleasure whenever he gave me a firm squeeze. I don’t ever think that my man was going to get tired of playing with my ass.

I whimpered when he drew away and mumbled, “Fucking perfect.” A second before I felt a thick finger replace his tongue. I heard the pop of the lube cap opening and I felt the swish of air as Evan dropped his pajama pants around his ankles. I blew out my breath and pushed out as his finger popped into my entrance, and I felt my inner muscles quiver then clench as it pulled the digit deeper into my body. The burn of his invasion had me arching my back with my mouth gaped open in a silent scream. I thrust my ass back on his hand and silently egged him on for more, and Evan did disappoint me as he stuck another fat digit into my body. He pegged my prostate and I saw stars behind my clenched eyelids.

He bent over my back, his free hand wrapped around my turgid member, and he began to slowly stroke the length of my shaft. His warm chest was pressed against my back and crudely whispered in my ear. “I am going to fuck this tight ass until my cock and your butt is raw, and then I am going to kiss that pretty little pink hole before I put you to bed baby.”

I couldn’t even form the words necessary to answer him as he worked another finger into my chute, three fingers full and I was panting and grinding against his hand like a slut. He scissored me open, added a glob of spit to his invading fingers, and continued to prepare me for his monster rod. “So fucking sweet, so hot and tight, and so mine baby. You going to be a good boy and take all of my cock. I want to bury myself to the hilt, my love. I am going to fuck you so hard and so deep you won’t know where I start or where you end.”

Evan removed his fingers and I felt the cold dribble of more lube as he squirted the bottle over my hole, and then the wide blunt bulbous head of his giant member rubbed the fluid around and then into me as he pushed the head inside. I hissed at the burn as his girth speared me wide open. “Fuck yeah.” My man groaned as he pushed inch by painstaking inch until he was buried deep inside my quivering channel. My greedy inner walls worked furiously to suck him even deeper into me.