His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

29 The Passion

"Eva"

"What?"My fingers caressed his cheek. They are red and hot.

"Can I f.uck you?" He asked, sucking my throat.

"Please," he said, blowing hot air into my eardrums in a way I couldn't resist.

I nodded in agreement and reached for his p.enis, then held it in my hand. He's big. He is much bigger than I thought. I could feel his pulse beating fast in my garden as he pushed his head against my entrance and explored the edges.

I got loose, but not loose enough. I don't know why my body is so tight tonight.

"AH." He entered my body. It didn't hurt much, but it was almost too much. It's definitely not easy. However, that feeling is so...... There is hunger in every part of my body that he pushes against.

"You're too big," I moaned.

"You can have it," he moaned, buried in my neck. His whole body trembled nervously.

"I can," I told him, in a husky voice.

I looked at him. His eyes were closed. The orange light set off against his skin, and his chin was taut.

"What if it's too much?"

Frade lowered his lips to my ear.

"And then." He tried to push. Maybe too hard, but the friction was good.

"Let me f.uck you like this." I had to close my eyes tightly when he hit a spot that made me whimper.

"Jesus, Frade!"

My whole body was beating. "What should I do?"

"Just." He kissed my collarbone. Our breathing was now rapid and loud in the silent room.

"Feel. Just keep feeling!"

I put my hips up to meet him. He's rubbing that sensitive spot again. It made my thighs tremble, and I tried to open them wider and invite him in.

"Maybe we should."

"Should we?"

I nodded. We were both too confused to kiss in any coordinated way at the moment, but when his lips brushed mine, they were hot and soft.

"Come on!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

Then I lost consciousness under his violent thrusting. I could feel the bed sinking and the sound of the waves ringing in my ears.

After some time, I blinked slowly. Frade was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling a lock of hair behind my ear.

"Hello." I smiled.

"Hey."

I reached out through the sheets and stroked his thigh. He's still warm and strong. Still there.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Not too long. At least we have a long way to go before dawn!"

I stretched out on the bed with my arms above my head and noticed that the table in the room had moved to the side of the bed and there was a wine bottle on the table.

"Is that for me?"

He nodded and handed it to me. I propped up my elbow and drank it, smiling to thank him. The wine is cold, but not spicy.

Then I noticed his eyes hovering over my breasts, the corners of his mouth twitching a little. My body is still soft and tired, but wet and full.

Oh. We had wonderful s.ex.

I thought, amazing s.ex. He had a way of kissing me, half cautiously, half impudently. His entry was as violent as it was controllable.

"I want to take a bath! I am sticky!" My body is not only sticky, but also exudes a rich body odor. It's a combination of his and mine.

He ignored me and reached out to touch my cheek, gently and seriously, as if imprinting it on his memory, never forgetting it.

"My garden is sticky, Frade." I squirmed.

His palm moved up my ass, his eyes burning.

"Shh. I'll clean it up for you."

He put his finger inside me again, naturally. As if my body belonged to him now.

I gasped, because, Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

He got me wet and made me hear a wet sound down there. It was the voice of the two of us, as light as the sound of running water.

I heard him moan as if I had made a mess of him. I knew he needed satisfaction, and it was exciting for him.

So I closed my eyes and let myself dive in, feeling him lick the skin between my thighs and belly.

I heard a low moan and a gasp in my own mouth, and my fingers ran through his hair and held him tightly against me.

When I orgasm, I swear I definitely see heaven. My slow contractions swelled in the great waves, my thighs trembled around his head, when he asked,

"Can I f.uck you again?"

I looked up at him. My face was hot, even my ears were hot. I was so hot that I bit my lip.

I really want him on top of me. I yearn for the feeling of him inside me. I wrapped my arms around his body. It was a feeling of security I had never felt before.

"I want it." My hand reached over and stroked his arm as I held his p.enis.

"It's just that I'm in a little bit of pain, and I. . ." I didn't say it out loud, but I haven't had s.ex with a man in a long time.

There was a look of disappointment in his eyes. The expression on his face and his body were still. I could see how his body was still, as if he didn't want to enter my v.agina, as if he wanted to give me some space of my own.

"No," I hastened to explain. "That doesn't mean......"

"Hey." He could see how flustered I was, so he leaned over and kissed me on the lips for comfort.

"I do want to..."

"Little Eva!" he whispered. It was the first time anyone had ever called me that. His voice made me feel warm.

He curled up next to me, rubbing his p.enis against my pubic hair, but he immediately moved his arm away.

"You're right. Let's go to bed."

"What? No." I sat up, frowning.

"I don't want to sleep." I struggled. I could see he was trying to hide his erection, trying not to look at my naked body.

"But we only have one night."

One night. One night, I can feel loved like a real person!

"Hey," he said, pulling my hair back over my shoulder.

"You don't owe me anything. Let's get some sleep and..."

"We have one night," I decided, straddling him and pressing my palms against his chest. His erection touched the soft part of my garden.

"I want the whole night." I smiled down at him, my forehead pressed against his, my hair separating us from the outside world. This is a sanctuary. He couldn't help putting his arm around my waist and pulling me towards him. Oh, it feels so good to be with him.

"Frade, f.uck me! If tomorrow is the end of the world, let's make love in the time we have left!"

"We'll be together a long time!" he said.

As soon as I reached into his pants, he seemed to forget what he was going to say. He closed his eyes, exhaled sharply, and then yes. Okay.

"Little Eva."

"Yes?"

"We can do it many times in one night!" He smiled. "I'll make sure you can't walk and that you never forget me!"