The right way to spend the day with your boyfriend after he came back from the hospital: play video games, eat pizza, and cuddle. It was about to turn nine o'clock when I wore my mother's white peignoir and brushed my short curls over one shoulder. The way the muslin moved over my skin felt intimate and sexy, like cream on top of shortcake. Don't ask me why I said that. In the mirror, Tom limped behind me to mess with my hair.
"Stop it or you'll ruin it," I said.
"It's beautiful the way it is," he gently argued. I placed my brush down as he gathered my hair in his hands, pushing all of it away from my face and sucked at my ear. A tightening occurred in my womb as he continued playing with the tresses and tossed them, grabbing my neck to kiss me. Stroking his thumb over my lower lip, he admitted, "I always thought you had big lips; big, pretty lips. Most girls will cost too much money to get their lips done, but you." He cupped my breasts through the peignoir and turned me around, holding me as he took me to the bed. "You got a broken leg," I reminded.
"Doesn't mean I can't make love to you until we have a baby," he rebelled.
I straddled his thighs, my dress rolled up to my hips as I clasped my fingers around his hard phallus to drop my wet cleft on it. The curls between my thighs were soaked with my juices as he held my hips, breathing, "Don't be afraid, baby. You can ride me all night if you want to."
I caressed him, my hair hanging over his chest when I mounted him, rocking my hips back and forth. He thrusted himself deep inside my taut passage while his fingers touched the aroused nipples and lowered his hands to toy with my nether curls, his knuckles drenched in my essence. Him being underneath me as I taunted him with my body made me feel beautiful, seeing him squirm for more erotic pleasures and having tears appear in those sapphire eyes of his. I gnawed at his nipples, making him mewl in pain and ejaculate into my uterus again.
"Goddamn it, Emily, you really like to be in control, don't you?"
"You always let me lead," I explained, twisting my body around his penis.
"That's a good girl."
We end up on the floor, being careful about his leg-cast while we snuggled close.
"Emily?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you and will you marry me?"
"Love you more and you bet your ass I will marry you," I replied.
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Our Wild Spirits
Fiksi UmumIf only I had another chance at life, thought insecure Emily when she seeks shelter in the arms of her gentle, ruggedly beautiful boyfriend Tom from the abusive clutches of her father after his sadistic beating. She finally finds the freedom she's b...
