Marry Me Instead

Part 7

"Jennie." I kept my face buried in the pillow and refused to acknowledge Lisa who entered the bedroom. I wished I could move for the sheet to throw over my body but removing required drawing attention to myself and I just wanted to curl up and die.

"Go away," I said in the pillow and the words so muffled I couldn't even tell if she heard me.

"I can't. We need to talk."

"There's nothing to talk about," I said and finally rolled over onto my back to look up at the ceiling. "In fact, can we just forget that ever happened. I really don't want to think about it." When she didn't answer, I hazarded a glance at her to find she was still gloriously naked standing before me. Not only was she naked but her face and chest were flushed and her nipples were standing at attention. I glanced up at her in confusion. Did I make her excited?

"Then let's not talk," she said, drawing closer to me. "Let's do what we've both been thinking for a long time." My mouth fell open as she stepped close, so so close, to me. Leaning forward until she was lying on top of me with her arms on either side of my face, she stared into my eyes. I willed myself not to panic because I couldn't make sense of what was happening. She couldn't be playing with me. Dear, God the look in her eyes says she isn't.

"Lisa," I gasped. "I don't understand."

"No? Then maybe this will help you to understand." Before I could respond, Lisa pressed her mouth to mine. I moaned, the feel of her lips rubbing over mine igniting emotions I thought had long been buried. That was all it took, her body touching mine and I erupted in her arms. There was no controlling the years of emotions that I had suppressed because I had believed this was impossible between us.

Well, impossible was happening right there in her bedroom on her yacht the day after we had married. I wrapped my arms around her to keep her close to me, sucking on the tongue she plunged into my mouth. I could feel her leg pressing between my legs and I writhed beneath her, wanting more friction. I wanted her so badly I could hardly wait.

"Lisa!" I gasped, tearing my lips away from hers "Oh my God, Lili." She kissed me again, effectively shutting me up. With a hand under my back, she unhooked my bra and I raised for her to finish pulling the materials from my arms. She released my lips then and stared down at my breasts. Self-consciously, I raised my hands to hide my breasts from her eyes. I didn't dare to look at her because it would break me if she did so with anything less than adoration.

She took my hands and removed them from my breasts. "So beautiful," she murmured and the sincerity in her voice had me glancing up at her. I was stunned to find her staring at my breasts intently.

"You're so beautiful, Jennie. I can't tell you how long I've been waiting to do this." I wanted to ask her how long, but before the words could leave my mouth, her hands were caressing my breasts, stealing my breath. I leaned back into the bed, my back arching. I gasped when her wet mouth claimed one nipple. She licked slowly, taking her sweet time to pull the tip into her mouth while using her tongue to tease the bud. Wetness seeped between my legs, staining my thighs. I widened them and wrapped my legs around her waist, lifting my hips. "Lisa!" I gasped when she skipped over to the next breast.

"Oh God, Lisa! I want you so much!" She kneaded my breasts, playing me like an instrument. She was so skillful that I was content for her to go on with it and do her best job. By the time she released my breasts, I was delirious with passion. She removed my legs from her waist and hooking her fingers into my underwear pulled them down. I lifted my ass and allowed her to toss them aside. Moving over me, she lay on her side and kissed me. Her hands traveled over the swell of my tummy and down between my thighs. My legs fell open of their own volition, having no willpower against her. Her fingers found the heart of me and she stroked my fevered flesh concentrating on the tiny nub that pulsed.

"Lisa, please," I begged her, moaning and gasping, burying my face into her neck as she rubbed her thumb over my clit. "I can't... oh God please, Lisa. I need you. Please."

"I can't wait either, honey." She pressed harder into the flesh and I cried out from the intensity of emotions that washed through me. She stroked downwards and found my opening. She dipped a finger inside and then another. With two fingers inside me, she started a lazy rhythm, pushing them inside my crevice. She shifted on the bed and grasped my hips, slipping between my legs and using her hips to push her fingers deeper, harder into me.

"Oh yes!" I moaned, a shudder running through my body. I grabbed a fistful of the sheet as she pulled back then thrust into me again. Over and over, she pumped her amazing long fingers inside my body, her hips adding power and rocking both of us with her rhythm. She picked up pace soon, her face determined and set as she clenched her teeth. Each of her thrust sent shivers running down my spine. I cried her name to encourage her faster and deeper until she was leaning into me and fucking me as if she were thrusting a cock into me. That's a nice thought. Maybe we can use toys next time... If there's ever a next time.

I pushed those thoughts away and focused on the present. The present where Lisa was fucking me hard just the way I had envisioned for so many years. I clutched her arms and hung on for dear life as Lisa laid into me like as if she were in heat.

"Come for me, Jennie." Lisa encouraged, slamming hard into me one last time and making my world explode as my climax ripped from inside the depths of my womb. My inner muscles clenched and my whole body spasmed.

"Oh God!" I screamed.