“Fuck me!” Her wants were somehow strangled in her raw throat. Andrew fucked her with a growl. Nicolla exploded. The pleasure was too exquisite. She gasped for air, marvelling at the sensation. She’d had many great orgasms in her life, but this was one of the best.
Andrew ranted some incoherent words as he jerked inside her, climaxing. Nicolla was dimly aware of her surroundings when Andrew slipped out of her. The violent orgasm had left her drunk and dazed. She heard the soft rustling of fabric as Andrew shed the rest of his clothes. He released all four clamps from her wrists and ankles then lifted her body from the spanking bench to the bed.
She sobbed her pleasure, leftover from the aftermath and keeping her arousal alive. The vibrator in her pussy kept humming as Andrew laid her on the lambskin duvet. She watched as Andrew went to a sink and washed his cock. He returned and climbed onto the bed.
“Master…”
“How are you, liebchen? Are you sore?”
“A little, but this girl is not complaining.”
He laughed, a satisfied laugh. Andrew parted her legs and inspected her pussy. The vibrator was still buzzing. He switched it off and gently pulled it out of her. Nicolla sighed with relief, yet she still felt unfulfilled at the same time. Her juice flooded her thighs, warm and wet. Wicked and salacious. Andrew shifted and positioned himself at her pussy. He pushed his half-flaccid cock into her cunt.
She accepted him happily. She relished the feeling of having that thick cock embedded inside her, deep and intimate, and so satisfying. The vibrator was great, but nothing beat the real thing. She looped her arms around his neck as Andrew kissed her with passion. She loved the way their bodies locked together in an intimate fashion.
“I need a while,” Andrew confided, “to get hard again, but I just want to feel how good it is to be inside you.”
Nicolla purred. “And this girl is ready whenever Master’s ready.”
He chortled. “I think we can drop this role-playing. I want to be intimate with my wife.”
“Mmm.” Nicolla tightened her cunt, squeezing his cock. Andrew groaned. “How do you like it, Daddy Bear?”
“I love it. And I love my surprise. Thank you. I just…” He patted the side of her cheek, his eyes brightened, burning. “I wanted you to know, I appreciate what you’ve done for me. I didn’t expect you to go out all the way just to please me.”
“I want to change, Andi, for us. I don’t want us to be apart anymore. I don’t want to be a stranger in our own house. Will you forgive me for years of my nags, my bossing around and me neglecting us?”
“It’s not all your mistakes. Mine too. I should pay more attention to you. It’s just sometimes, I wonder if you ever need me at all. You’re so independent. You always know what you want and how to get it. I just want to let you know that I love you, liebchen, more than you’ll ever know.”
Nicolla wanted to cry. It was so beautiful, hearing a deeply confided feeling straight from the bottom of a man’s heart. She wished Kelly could hear him right now—their flame had not gone from their marriage. “I love you too, Andi. Always. You know it. Everything is going to change from now on.”
“And I’m excited about it.” Andrew pecked a soft kiss on her lips. Nicolla purred. His cock was slowly hardening in her throbbing heat. “I was thinking, since things have changed incredibly in the past few days, what do you think if we go on a vacation somewhere exotic, some island perhaps?”
“A second honeymoon!” Nicolla exclaimed. “I love it.” Kelly would love it too, if they could find a way to switch back soon.
“Verve Island would be perfect. What do you say if we renew our marriage vows there too, you know, to our new beginning?”
“Oh, Andi, yes!” Nicolla cupped his face and plastered a wet kiss on his lips. “I would love to.”
“What about your partnership at the firm? Can you take some days off from work?”
“Rush said I can take as much time as I need. The partnership will still be there when I come back.”
“That’s wonderful. All settled then?”
“Yes, Daddy Bear. Ooh, I can’t wait. Just the two of us in a hotel room all day and night, and nothing but sweaty fucks.”
Andrew smiled. “You know, I adore your potty mouth.”
“No shit.”
“You’re so carefree and relaxed lately. Maybe the amnesia isn’t such a bad thing after all.”
“You don’t know the half of it, Daddy Bear.”
They laughed together. Andrew kissed her. His eyes twinkled. “I think I’m ready. Want another round of a sweaty, jolly good fuck?”
“Do I ever?” Nicolla tightened her muscles, squeezing his cock again. She wrapped her legs around his waist. “Fuck me, darling, fuck me good.”