It is an oddly erotic sight. Brad’s cock moving over my nipples, sometimes flicking them so hard that it is almost painful and yet not. His cock leaves a trail of precum over my nipples. Then he slides it between my tits, and as he begins to rock his hips, his cock disappears in my cleavage, and when its swollen head emerges, I suck it hard.
Brad lets out a groan. “That feels so good, sweetheart.”
He increases the pace of his thrusts, and I suck his cock faster every time it emerges from my cleavage. Meanwhile, my pussy is on fire. As if Brad can sense my need for him, he withdraws his cock and slides down my body.
“I want to feast on your pussy,” he growls.
He raises my legs to his shoulders and dives into my pussy. At the first feel of his tongue on my clit, I let out a sharp cry. Before too long, I’m writhing and crying out his name. All my nerve endings are on fire, and I feel as if I can’t take any more stimulation.
He fucks me with his tongue, and with his thumb, he plays with my clit, teasing, flicking and then sucking it with his lips. I feel as if I’m losing my mind from too much pleasure. Brad knows my body so well. He plays it like a professional guitar player, strumming it to his beat. Within minutes, I’m gushing out liquids and coming noisily.
“I want to fuck you from behind,” Brad says when my pussy stops quivering and my body stops shaking.
“Yes sir,” I say. I’m Brad’s instrument of pleasure, and I love it. He takes lovemaking to a whole new level.
I roll to my tummy and then on to my knees. Brad smacks me lightly on my ass and then parts my legs, exposing my needy pussy. He rubs it with his thumb and then rolls my clit between his thumb and forefinger.
“Yes, Brad. Like that.”
I cry out when he replaces his fingers with his cock, and in one movement, he plunges it in my pussy. I whimper as Brad grabs my hips with his strong hands and begins thrusting rhythmically, each time going deeper and deeper.
I fist the bedsheets covering the bed as I turn into a mass of quivering pleasure. I close my eyes as sensations render me unable to think of anything except Brad’s cock thrusting in and out of my pussy. My core tightens before exploding, and waves of pleasure roll over me.
Brad rides every wave, thrusting harder and faster. “Come really hard for me, beautiful,” Brad growls, tightening his hands on my hips.
“Brad!” I cry out as the last waves of pleasure tear through my body.
“Yes, babe,” Brad says and keeps pumping.
“Come into my pussy,” I urge him. My words take him over the edge, and seconds later, he shoots hot cum inside me.
Afterward, when our breaths have returned to normal, he spoons me, and we lay there surrounded by a bubble of warmth.
“I feel as if we’re on our honeymoon,” I tell Brad, a smile tugging on my lips. He’s an attentive lover, in and out of bed.
Being married to Brad feels like an endless honeymoon. Is that how it was for Brenda? I answer my own question. Obviously not. She ran away with another man. Feelings of insecurity come over me. Is Brad being so sweet to me because of the custody case?
My body shudders. Brad kisses my shoulder.
“Our honeymoon won’t end,” Brad says as if he can read my thoughts. “Are you cold?”
“No,” I tell him.
He runs a hand down the length of my body and rests it on my hip. His hands are big and strong, and his touch makes my body tingle. I push away the negative thoughts. I’m going to enjoy what we have for as long as I can. With that, I turn to face him and drape my hand around his waist.
He gently smooths my hair back. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Thank you,” I whisper back.
It feels as if we’re alone in the world. Just the two of us. My heart wants to burst from so much emotion. I want to tell him how happy he makes me. How special he is. But I can’t. I don’t want to put any pressure on him. I knew what this was when I went into it. It was not for love or romance. It was to help Brad to continue raising his son and to help Isaac stay with his beloved dad.
“A penny for your thoughts,” Brad says.
“Mmmm.” I make thinking sounds while formulating an answer. “I’m thinking about how much I love being on a honeymoon with you.”
My hand drops to his muscular ass, and I caress it. He kisses my forehead in response. As I explore his ass and leg muscles, I feel Brad’s cock pushing against my thigh.