Chapter 53: Reunited
'Feelings that came back are feelings that never left.'
Author Notes: I figured after all the drama these two deserved some romance. Also, comments are really appreciated! Enjoy the show! Follow me on tumblr and show some love https//jonsa1
It's been two days since Becca's been home. She spent her days taking care of things on the farm. She helped Joel with whatever needed to be taken care of on the farm. They've neglected their duties these past couple weeks.
Joel was finishing up the last of chores on the farm for the evening. Ellie was with Lizzie over Tommy and Maria's house. She made arrangements for them to sleep over. She wanted to be alone with Joel.
They've been so busy these last couple days they rarely spent any time alone together. She fell asleep on her first night back home. They were so exhausted the night before they just collapsed into each other's arms.
She planned for them to stay up tonight. She would make sure he kept his promise. She would make sure she kept her own as well.
Joel took off his muddy boots before walking into the house. He walked inside and took off his hat and coat, placing it on the rack. He took off his gun holster around his waist, thankful to have the heavy weight off him.
He could smell food cooking in the kitchen and his stomach grumbled. He was starving. Not just for food either. He wanted his wife.
He stood in the entryway of the kitchen, his eyes widening when he saw her dress from behind. It was short, going up to her mid thigh exposing her long legs. The thin straps made it look like her shoulders were bare.
He bit his bottom lip and shook his head in disbelief. He wanted her to turn around. He wanted to see it fully. See her. He felt his cock twitching in his jeans, reminding him how long it's been without her.
She was standing by the stove as she glanced back at him, smiling softly,'Hey there, Mr. Miller.'
He returned her smirk as he walked up behind her and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her back against him. He kissed her neck and nuzzled into her skin, whispering,'Hey yourself, Mrs. Miller.'
She smiled as he pressed kisses up and down her neck. There had been a time when he shied away from affection. He didn't mind receiving it. He just didn't know how to initiate contact. She wondered what changed for him. She knew everything changed for her when she met him.
He grasped her waist and slowly turned her around,'Let me see you.'
He leaned back as his eyes looked her over. The dress was low cut, giving him a glimpse of her cleavage. He could see her scar. Another reminder of how he almost lost her. He wasn't willing to give her up again.
He could see her slight bump protruding from her dress and it stirred something deep inside of him. His beautiful wife was having his baby. He was so goddamned lucky. He was given everything he always wanted, but never admitted he needed. She made him realize so much about himself.
He shook his head as his hands trailed down her arms,'Do ya know how fuckin beautiful ya are?' He growled softly as he gnawed on his bottom lip,'Not that I'm complaining, but is there something we're supposed to be celebrating I don't know about?'
'We have a lot to celebrate.' She smiled coyly as she leaned up, running her hands through his hair,'We're gonna have a baby. I'm back home. It's also four years to the day that we've met each other.'
His eyes widened as he placed his hands on her waist,'So I guess I did forget something, huh?' He leaned in and rested his forehead against hers,'The most important day of my life.'
She shook her head and smiled softly,'I don't expect you to remember everything, baby. You are a man after all.' She grinned when he snorted,'It was the most important day of my life too.' She nodded,'I gained a daughter and a husband.'
He smiled affectionately as he kissed her softly. She gently grasped at his hair as the kiss deepened. His hands splayed against her lower back, pulling her closer to him as his tongue tangled with hers. He could taste tea and honey on her lips, coalesced with something that was uniquely her.
He nipped at her lips and moaned softly, whispering,'You've had me going for two days, baby girl. It ain't good to tease an old man with a bad heart.'
'There ain't nothing with your heart.' She licked at his lips as his hands gripped her thighs,'You're my old man though.'
He smirked as his hands slid further up her dress, his eyes widening when he didn't feel any panties,'You drive me crazy.' He shook his head,'I hope you don't plan on sleeping tonight.' He licked his lips as his hand dipped between her legs, teasing her wet lips as she gasped,'I'm gonna take ya long and good. Gonna make sure you feel me for days, honey girl.'
Her pupils dilated at his heated words. His voice got huskier and deeper, the southern drawl more pronounced with arousal. She leaned closer to him, whispering,'I made a plans with Maria for Ellie to sleep over.' Her cheeks reddened as she smiled shyly,'I have plans for you too.'
He slid his hands out from under her dress and sucked the taste of her off his fingers. His eyes rolled at her taste. He couldn't wait to taste her fully tonight. He was going to taste every inch of her skin before the night was through.
She watched as he popped his fingers out of his mouth and stepped back from her,'I'm gonna get washed up.'
'Okay.' She nodded as she patted his cheek,'Dinner's almost ready. I hope you're hungry.'
His eyes roved over her hungrily as he swallowed harshly,'You better believe it.'
She turned around to finish cooking. She jumped slightly when he lightly smacked her ass. She smiled to herself as he walked out of the kitchen. She liked this playful and affectionate side of him. It's what made her fall in love with him in the first place. She knew his heart. She knew he was capable of being sweet and loving. He let people get to him. She hoped he wouldn't let others dissuade him from being happy.
She was putting dinner on the table when he walked back into the kitchen. He changed into a pair of black pajama pants and a blue t shirt. His hair was wet and slicked back. She loved that he kept it longer. It curled at the ends and more of his gray hair was showing through.
She knew he was sensitive about being older than her. She didn't mind it at all. His age was never a factor in their relationship. All she cared about was the way he treated her.
He looked down at his clothes and frowned,'Sorry I'm not as dressed up as you. I can go change.'
She rolled her eyes as she leaned up and kissed his cheek,'You worry too much. I like you just the way you are.'
'Just like, huh?' He kissed her temple as his arm snaked around her waist,'That hurts. I thought ya loved me, honey girl.'
She looked up at him and smiled softly,'Oh, I love you alright. I wouldn't be here if I didn't.'
He looked over her face as he stroked her hair,'I'm a lucky son of a bitch for that.' He cleared his throat,'Things have changed. Ya know that right? I ain't gonna be…the way I was before. We're gonna have a baby. I can't be quick to anger anymore. I sure as shit won't be pulling guns out on ya either.'
'Good.' She frowned,'Please don't do that. I've had enough guns pointed at me to last a lifetime. I don't need another one of my husbands trying to kill me.'
Her words resonated within him. She was right. She didn't deserve that. She's had too many men in her life using and abusing her, taking advantage of her body and trust. He realized how lucky he was for her love. She could've become bitter and heartless. She could've turned her back on love and humanity, but she didn't. She embraced him and Ellie. She loved him fiercely and gave him more chances than he deserved. She loved Ellie like she were her own.
He's realized during all this how invaluable she is to him. In every sense of the word. She was detrimental to his survival at this point. He didn't want to live in this world without her.
From this point forward they would stick together. For the rest of their lives.
She nodded down at the food on the table,'Let's eat. I'm starving.'
He waited until she sat down before sitting down next to her. He nodded and snorted,'Yeah, you usually are.'
'Hey.' Her eyes widened as she punched his arm,'Your child does two things to my body. Makes me hungry and nauseous.'
He put a few pieces of fried chicken on his plate as he glanced up at her,'You been feeling okay?'
'Yeah.' She nodded as she put some vegetables on her plate,'The nausea hasn't been so bad in the mornings. I just headed into my second trimester so it's beginning to settle down.'
'You're at four months right?' He sighed,'Sorry, it's been awhile for me.'
'That's right.' She saw the uneasiness on his face and frowned,'What's the matter?'
'Nothin really.' He groaned in frustration,'Just been thinking about some things.' He stared down at his plate of food, shaking his head,'I'm almost fifty six years old and I'm having a baby.'
'Well technically, I'm having the baby.' She gave him a small smile,'What's this about? Someone say something to you?' She narrowed her eyes,'Someone in town giving you shit?'
He smiled at her protectiveness and shook his head,'Ain't no one said anything. Calm down, Annie Oakley.' He clicked his tongue,'I just got some fears, ya know? What if I don't live long enough to watch our baby grow up? What if I have another heart attack? I might be too old to do stuff.'
She sighed as she leaned up and ran her hand down his arm,'Your fears are valid, Joel. I won't lie about that, but I have fears too. I'm afraid of having a baby in the middle of all this. I'm afraid someone is gonna find out I'm immune and take our baby. I'm almost forty. I have the same fears you do. Every new parents have fears, baby.' She shrugged,'But this baby is happening and there's nothing we can do but roll with the punches.'
He smiled as he snorted,'You really wanna do this? Have a baby with me? I'm old enough to a fuckin grandpa, Bec.'
'It's too late to think about that.' She nodded,'But yeah, I do. I've always wanted a baby with you. We've talked about it. You never pulled out. We knew it might happen. Do you want a baby or do you think it's something I want?'
His eyes widened and he shook his head,'I want this baby, Becca. I want this baby so much. I love it so much already. I've always wanted a baby with you. Always.'
'Then we're having a baby.' She nodded and smiled determinedly,'There's not a damn thing wrong with you. You're gonna be here to see our baby grow up. I know you are. You're gonna be such a good father. You're already a wonderful father.' She glared at him playfully,'I don't want to hear you calling yourself old anymore either.' She shrugged,'You're my husband. I don't look at you any other way but that.' She looked up at him and smirked,'Besides, Tommy's older than me and he has a kid.'
He shook his head and laughed,'I make sure to break his balls about it too.'
She grasped his hand and squeezed it,'Then no more talk about being old? I don't like to hear you put yourself down.' Her eyes looked over his body,'From where I'm sitting, I see nothing but a sexy ass man that won't get any dessert if he doesn't eat his dinner. I got something sweet for you too.'
'I bet ya do.' He grinned,'Sweetest fuckin thing I ever tasted.'
'Eat up.' She shook her head,'You're gonna need the energy.'
He picked up his fork and started eating. She had a way of making him feel good about himself. Even when he felt like a piece of shit. He doesn't know what he's done to have her forgive him. He wouldn't take her for granted anymore.
After dinner, he helped her clean and she actually did make dessert. She made a walnut apple cake. He remembered telling her it was one of his favorites. He loved that she remembered things like that.
He went up to use the bathroom and came downstairs, finding her sitting in front of the fireplace. He walked over to him and sat down behind her.
She slid in between his legs to sit as she rested her arms on his legs, resting her back against his chest. He rested his chin on top of her head as they sat there for a few moments in silence, relishing being back in their home together.
He pressed his nose into her hair and closed his eyes, breathing in her scent. He could smell her shampoo and soap again. She didn't have it in the jail or back at the cabin. She smelled like home.
He would never admit this to her, but he never went for women like her. They intimidated him. Usually women like her never gave him the time of day. He knew if there wasn't an outbreak they probably would've never gotten together.
She would probably still be married to Ben. They would've had a few kids by now and living in some perfect little house with a white picket fence in a suburban neighborhood. The only way they would've crossed paths is if she hired him to fix something for her. She wouldn't look at him as being nothing more than hired help.
He would've wanted her then too, but he would've never allowed himself to act on it. She would be untouchable to him. It was easy with Esther and Tess. They were strong and capable women. Not that Becca isn't. They were a different breed. They didn't expect nothing from him. They wanted his wildness and unpredictability. They thrived on danger.
Becca wanted his softness. She brought out the tenderness in him. She understood there was more to him than his strength. He could love. He could be a good man. She allowed him to be all these things. She didn't mistake his emotions for weakness. She didn't judge him when he cried. She held him and told him it was going to be okay. He didn't have to be afraid to be vulnerable with her. She accepted every facet of him. She picked up all of his broken parts and made him whole again.
He started laughing softly and she frowned, looking back at him,'What's so funny?'
'Nothin, darlin.' He caressed her arms as he kissed the back of his head,'I'm just happy to have ya back home. I'm happy to have ya.'
'I'm happy to have you too.' She turned around in his arms and held his face in her hands. She looked over his face and shook her head,'There's something different about you?'
'Yeah?' He leaned in close to her as he cupped the back of her head, bunching her hair,'What's that?'
She shook her head as she sat up on her knees and ran her hands through his hair,'You're being more affectionate. I like it.'
He nuzzled his nose against hers, whispering,'Get used to it, darlin. Spending a week in that cabin and not being able to touch ya the way I wanted to.' He shook his head,' Seeing ya sitting in that goddamned jail cell. I swore to myself that if ya took me back I wasn't gonna fuck anything up no more. I was gonna…always show that I love ya and that I…I cherish ya. I really fuckin do.' Tears filled his eyes as he swallowed the lump in his throat,'I'm so sorry I ain't showed ya that enough. That I…brought all that down on ya.'
She sighed as he kissed his lips and stroked his cheeks,'It's over, Joel. We don't have to think about that anymore. Maybe we needed that…push to show us that nothing else matters but our family. The four of us is the most important thing in the world. We have to protect it and we will. I know we will because we'll do it together. It's over.'
He pulled her head closer to his so he could kiss her. She moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss. His mouth pressed against hers firmly and urgently. Desperately. He's never kissed her like this before. She could barely breathe.
He pulled away for only a second before his mouth was plundering hers again. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him as close to her as she possibly could.
His hands were roaming all over her body as he sucked on her tongue. She felt the throbbing and pulsating between her legs. The need for him becoming almost overwhelming and stronger by the second.
She pulled her mouth away from his and tugged on his hair, whispering raggedly,'Take me to bed.'
A slow smirk spread across his face as he nodded his head,'Yes, maim.'
He grasped her waist and easily lifted her up. She yelped when he gently threw her over his shoulder. He smacked her ass, his hand groping her cheek before he let it go.
She laughed as he practically ran up the stairs with her and into their bedroom. He gently threw her into the middle of their bed. She sat back on her elbows as he stood at the end of their bed.
She watched him in awe as he lifted his shirt up and over his head, throwing it onto the floor. She took a moment of appreciation as she looked over his bare chest. He was in magnificent shape. The hours on the farm gave him lean muscle. His biceps flexed as his sinewy body moved along with his broad shoulders. She followed the trail of salt and pepper hair down to his navel.
She shook her head in disbelief. How the hell could he think he was old when he looked like that? She made a silent vow to herself to always build him up and let him know just how attractive he is to her.
She saw the way other women looked at him. Young and old alike. They would watch him and giggle to each other. She never took any heed to any of that. It made her feel proud. Let them look. They only saw his outward beauty. She loved every bit of him.
She sat up on her knees as she crawled over to the edge of the bed. His eyes followed her movements as she placed her hands on his chest, shaking her head,'You're a damned handsome man, Joel Miller. I'm a lucky woman. You're gonna give me a beautiful baby. I just know it.'
He smiled as he held the side of her head,'Ya don't want a baby with my ugly mug.'
She rolled her eyes and ignored his words. If he didn't believe her words. She would show him just how much he affected her. How she couldn't breathe whenever she looked at him. How she burned for him, day in and day out.
She's realized during this time she didn't show him enough appreciation. She was always so afraid of fucking things up and tiptoeing around their relationship. It had been so fragile. They had been on such shaky ground. It's no wonder how someone could've broken them apart. It had been so easy. Too easy.
She would never let another day go by without showing him how much he meant to her.
She leaned forward and started pressing open mouthed kisses along his neck. Her tongue flicked out to taste his skin as she gently nipped at him. She gently bit into his flesh and sucked on it, marking him as her tongue soothed the sting.
He was breathing harshly as all the blood rushed to his cock. He cupped the back of her head, his eyes fluttering shut as her hot wet mouthed seared his skin. He was trembling as he held onto his control, but he was teetering a fine line. It took everything in him not to pounce on her and fuck her hard into the mattress. Later. He would make sure to do that later.
She kissed her way down his chest as she stopped at his navel. She dipped her tongue into his belly button, making him jump slightly. She looked up at him and grinned. So he was ticklish. She would have to remember that.
She pressed her face against his crotch as she licked him over the cloth. There was a wet spot on the front of his pants from his precum. She loved that she could turn him on this much. It made her feel sexy. Wanted. She trailed the length of his erection with her tongue.
His eyes widened as he stared down at her, shaking his head in disbelief. He didn't know where this woman came from. His wife usually wasn't like this. She was more shy when it came to sex. He would have to be the one to initiate it most times, but she was ready and willing tonight. She was showing him how much she wanted him. She was taking what she wanted.
It was the most erotic thing he's ever experienced and he's done some questionable shit with even more questionable women. This was different. They loved each other. He knew her past and the horrible way men treated her. Himself included. The fact that she trusted him enough to give this to him meant more to him than he could ever express into words.
She hooked her fingers in the waistband of his pajama pants and tugged them down, exposing his cock. Her eyes widened as his cock sprang free, bobbing against her face. The tip of his cock was red, leaking and waiting for her.
No matter how many times they've done this, she will never get used to the size of him. Her pussy throbbed in anticipation of how he would stretch her out. The way it hurt so good.
She wrapped her hands around his cock and slowly jerked him. She heard his stunted moan and looked up at him. He was running his hands through his hair, slicking it back as he watched her intently. She watched the way his biceps flexed and the muscles in his broad shoulders accentuated with his movements. His pupils were blown black, the look on his face almost predatory. It was the sexiest she's ever seen him.
She could feel him shaking with need for her. She felt exhilarated, like she held all the power in her hands. She could bring such a strong man down to his knees, practically begging and pleading for her to take him.
She nuzzled against his thatch of salt and pepper hair at his groin, hearing his sharp intake of breath.
He tangled his hand in her hair and gripped it gently, whispering,'Baby, please don't tease me right now. Please.'
Her eyes widened as he leaned his hips against her face, letting out a small whine. He's never done this before. Begged for her. She would be lying if she said she didn't like it.
Deciding to put him out of his misery, she wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock. She gripped his cock with both her hands and she slowly slid her mouth down on him, taking him in. Inch by inch.
She kept her eyes on his face, watching him intently. His head was thrown back and his eyes were closed. He had a blissful look on his face. His face was lax with pleasure as his jaw was slacked open.
She began bobbing her head up and down on his cock as she jerked and pumped him with her hands. He was leaking precum as she used her tongue to swirl it around the tip, moaning around his cock as she tasted him.
'Jesus fucking Christ.' He whispered as he tugged on her hair.
His entire body was covered in a sheen of sweat. He didn't move his hips. He didn't even have to move her head to guide her movements. She remembered exactly what he liked.
His knees almost buckled when her tongue licked the pulsing vein along the underside of his cock. He swallowed harshly as he looked down at her. Her cheeks were hollowed out as she sucked and slurped on his cock. She was the only woman who could take him fully.
He slightly leaned forward, bringing his cock even deeper down her throat. His cock twitched in her mouth as she gagged. He saw the tears running down her face and a grin formed on his face. He was bigger than what she was used to. He could see it on her face.
She's only ever given him head a few times, but each time it got better and better. Tonight was no exception. It was the first time he's never had to let her warm up to it. She dove right on it.
He could feel the burning in the pit of his belly and he leaned back, sliding his cock out of her mouth. He didn't want this to end so soon. Another minute of that and he would be coming down her throat. He wanted to come deep inside her throbbing pussy.
For the last week it's all he thought about. It was torture being locked up in that cabin with her bored out of his mind with nothing to pass the time. When they left the cabin he promised himself they would come back and christen it properly. He wanted to fuck her on every surface.
He watched as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Her hair was mussed up from his hands. Her lips swollen and red from being wrapped around his thick cock.
He shook his head in disbelief. She was so fucking sexy. And all his.
He kicked his pajama pants off the rest of the way and shucked them onto the floor impatiently. He was anxious to get his hands and mouth on her. He couldn't wait to slide his cock deep inside her.
He leaned over her, his arms caging her in as he kissed her hungrily. He could taste himself on her tongue, which made his cock leak even more. His cock was throbbing and aching for her it was almost painful.
He slid his hands underneath the straps of her dress as he pulled them down her arms, tugging on it impatiently,'Take this off.' His breath was rough and ragged with desire as he nipped at her lips,'Let me see that beautiful body, baby girl.'
Her eyes widened at the insistence in his tone. She sat up and pulled the dress over her head and threw it onto the floor along with his discarded clothes.
Her flushed with sweat as his eyes raked over her heatedly. He sat up on his knees between her legs as she laid there splayed out before him.
His hands ran over her stomach, seeing the slight bump. He ran his hands over it lovingly, feeling the fluttering against his hand. He felt tears in his eyes. This was their baby. Theirs. They created this.
He shook his head in disbelief as he bent down and nuzzled against the bump. She gasped and arched against him, tangling her hands in his thick hair as he pressed soft kisses against the sensitive and taunt skin.
A tremble racked throughout her body as his facial hair tickled her skin, fleshing goosebumps throughout her entire body. Her eyes were hazy with lust as she looked up at him. His curly hair was in his face, his eyes were darkened with desire. She could see his chest rising and falling with his ragged breaths.
She shook her head. He was so beautiful. This strong man who gave her everything she's ever wanted. She wasn't afraid of betrayal or losing him again. This was final. She knew it in her heart.
From this point forward, they would be together forever.
He flicked his tongue against her skin, licking the sweat off her body and reveling in the softness of her skin. He's missed the feel of her. The taste of her. She drove him fucking wild.
She bit her bottom lip as she urgently tugged on his hair, needing more from him. Her hormones were making her needy. She always wanted him, but it felt different . This was more than want and desire. It was pure need.
He smirked as she whined softly. His face hovered close to hers as his hands pressed firmly against her stomach,'Ya know what it does to me knowing you're carrying my baby?' His eyes looked over her face as he bit his bottom lip, shaking his head,'It's drives me crazy. Gets me going. I have the most beautiful woman in the world having my baby. You're mine, Rebecca Miller. You're always goin to be mine. I ain't letting ya outta my sight again. You know that right?'
Her eyes widened at the possessiveness in his words. Ever since he found out she was pregnant, his behavior towards her has been different. He was more affectionate, caring and considerate of her feelings. He kept her close, like he was afraid she was going to disappear at any moment. It felt good to be wanted like this. To be appreciated by someone she loved so so much.
'Yes.' She gasped out as she sat up and held his face in her hands,'We belong to each other.'
He nodded as he cupped the back of her head, fisting her hair tightly,'Damn fucking right.'
He hummed softly as pressed her chest against his. He reveled in the feeling of her tits against his chest, her nipples pebbling from the hair on his chest.
His eyes roved all over her body. He didn't know which part of her he wanted to touch first. He licked his lips as his hands grasped her ass and pulled her closed against him. He let out a gruff moan as her pussy dragged across his thigh. His eyes rolled as he felt how wet she already was for him.
It took everything within him not to bury his cock deep inside her, but he wanted to enjoy her beautiful body. He wanted to take his time and slowly get reacquainted with her taste again.
He gently laid her back on the bed. Her legs were spread out for him, lying against his waist. He looked down at her smooth pussy and raised his eyes up to grin at her,'You shaved for me?'
'Maybe.' She smirked as his hands slowly slid up her sides,'You seem to like it.'
'I love your pussy no matter what.' He shook his head,'In anyway I can have it. Gonna enjoy your body, baby. Every damn inch of it.'
He was done talking. His hands slid underneath her tits as he cupped them. He brought them close together, sucking and biting on her nipples. She cupped the back of his head, her eyes rolling in pleasure as she writhed on the bed. Her tits were almost the most sensitive during sex, but being pregnant it intensified. He seemed to know that too.
His mouth assaulted her tits. His hands groping and squeezing them as he sucked on them hungrily. He released her nipples with a dirty pop. She could feel her tits coated in his saliva.
He dragged his tongue up her neck, sucking and biting on the flesh. She leaned her head back to give him better access, moaning as he nipped at the taunt tendons of her neck. He was driving her wild. Her body was squirming on the bed. Her pussy throbbed and pulsated between her legs. She couldn't remember a time when she wanted someone this much.
His hands and mouth roved all over her body. His hands gripping on her flesh as his mouth nipped and sucked on her skin. He kept his promise to her. His hands and mouth touched every inch of her skin. She would be covered in bite marks and love marks when this was over, but it would be well worth it.
She looked down at him as he nipped at her inner thighs, his large hands roaming over her chest. Her eyes widened as he gripped her thighs and draped her legs over his broad shoulders. Her cheeks flushed red as she felt his hot breath against her pussy.
He was breathing raggedly as he stared at her pussy. It glistened with her wetness and he could see it pulsating. He could feel the heat radiating off her and he felt the rush go through his body. He couldn't wait to feel that heat wrapped around him.
He buried his face in her pussy, breathing her in. He gently pried her legs apart, spreading her even more for him. He wanted to see all of her. He looked up at her, seeing the blush on her face going all the way down to her chest. He smirked to himself.
He wondered if any man ever had her like this before. Spread open and wide as they worshipped her. It was a damned shame no one gave this woman the appreciation she deserved. Himself included. He would spend the rest of his life rectifying that.
He slowly licked the entire length of her pussy, coating her wetness on his tongue his eyes fluttered shut at the musky taste of her. He spread her pussy with his fingers as his tongue slid deep inside her. She tugged so hard on his hair it brought tears to his eyes.
She arched up against him as his mouth devoured her cunt. His tongue curled deep inside her, his nose pressed firmly against her clit. She shuddered as his tongue slid up to her clit and sucked on it, gently releasing it between his teeth.
His entire face was buried in her cunt as his tongue licked all around inside her. She could feel his moans against her pussy, sending reverberations throughout her entire body. She was moaning loudly, gasping as she ground her pussy against his mouth.
Her hands tugged hard on his hair as she pushed his mouth closer to her pussy. His eyes widened as he looked up at her. He's never seen her this vocal and needy before. It was a heady feeling, knowing this amazing woman trusted herself with him. She gave her body to him willingly and implicitly.
He slid his index and middle finger inside her as he sucked on her clit. He was anxious to make her come. His cock was throbbing and leaking. He needed to be inside her or he was going to come all over the bed. She turned him into a green teenager again.
She whimpered as she felt the tingling at the base of her spine. The coiling in her belly unraveling. She moaned loudly as her orgasm ripped through her like a freight train. He moaned roughly as he munched on her cunt, his fingers curling deep inside her as his tongue sucked hard on her clit.
He watched as she came apart before him. Her pussy clamping around his fingers. He felt the gush of wetness in his mouth as he lapped at her greedily, his eyes moaning at her taste.
He was in awe as her body arched against him like a bow. He saw the curve of her slight bump, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. He felt his chest swell with pride. He made her come that hard. He did that.
He slowly lifted his head up from between her legs and wiped his mouth on the inside of his arm. He placed his hands on the sides of her head as he leaned down and kissed her hungrily, letting her taste herself on him. He tore his mouth off hers as he bent down and spit onto her cunt.
He slid inside her in one full stroke. Her eyes widened at the intrusion. She was still tight and sensitive from her orgasm. He knew he should've been more gentle, but he couldn't help himself. He was desperate to be inside her.
He looked over her face to gage her reaction. Her eyes were hazy with lust as she blearily looked up at him. The pure blissful look on his face gave him all the reassurance he needed. She wanted this as much as he did.
He pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes rolling in pleasure as he felt her tight heat wrapped around. She gripped him like a face. She felt like hot lava. He gritted his teeth at the tightness of her pussy it almost hurt. Sweet suffocation.
He kept his forehead pressed against hers, his eyes boring into her as he started moving inside her. He slowly slid almost all the way out of her, leaving only the tip as he pressed himself back inside her with a long ragged moan.
He stared down at their bodies connected. It was the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. They were as close as two people can be. Mind, body and soul.
Her nails dragged down his back as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his ass. She arched up against him, pulling him deeper inside her as his mouth dragged along her throat. Her mind was completely consumed with nothing but him. This pleasure.
She gripped his biceps and dug her nails into his skin, whispering raggedly,'Go harder. Please.'
His eyes widened as he looked over her face,'Ya sure?'
'Yes.' She arched up against him insistently and squeezed his biceps tightly,'Please.'
The last word done him in. Who was he to ever deny her?
He gripped the headboard over her head as his other hand grasped her waist. He bit his bottom lip as he sped up his thrusts. He pulled her body back onto his cock as he slammed into her, his hips colliding with hers.
His heart pounded hard in his chest as she moaned his name loudly. Curse words spilled from her mouth as his powerful thrusts sent her hips bouncing off the bed. She had a smile on her face as she rose her hips up to meet his thrusts. She was loving every minute of it.
She's never asked for this before. To be fucked hard. He would give it to her. He would give her anything.
The headboard cracked sharply against the wall and the bed creaked loudly under their movements. The sounds of their loud moans and sweat slicked bodies slapping together echoed throughout the otherwise quiet house.
He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and buried his head between her tits as his thrusts became shallow and stunted. He was so close, but the moment was bittersweet. It was ending too soon, but he knew there would be other times. He would have the rest of his life to enjoy her like this.
He slid his hand in between their bodies and started rubbing her clit. He whimpered into her skin and clenched his eyes shut, whispering,'I'm gonna come, baby.' He gasped as he felt the tightening in his balls,'I'm gonna come so hard for you.'
She raked her nails down his back as he felt her cunt fluttering around him. She clamped around him tightly and that's all it took. His hips stilled as he shuddered against her, his come spurting deep inside her in long ropes.
He was faintly aware of her coming. He heard her loud moans as she writhed underneath him, but his body was so consumed with pleasure he couldn't focus on anything else. He came so hard he saw stars behind his eyes. He's never come this hard with any other woman. It went beyond physical.
It was everything.
She gasped as she felt the heat of him deep inside her womb, burning her from the inside out. He laid his head against her chest, keeping himself buried inside her as he came down.
She closed her eyes as she ran her hands through his sweaty curly hair. Her body already felt sore, but in a good way.
They didn't say anything for a bit. They just laid there in each other's arms as they came down and caught their breaths.
He nuzzled into her chest as he pressed his cheek against her beating heart,'So good. So fuckin good. I love ya so much. So fuckin much.'
She could hear the emotion in his voice and swallowed the lump in her throat, whispering,'I love you too. More than anything.'
She meant it too. She was back. They were back. Their union was unbreakable. She was back home. Where she belonged.