Getting behind me, running a sensual caress down my back, he got the shampoo and washed my hair. It was something no one else had done in quite some time, and certainly never a lover. Such was the level of my trust in Tobias. Everything he did or wanted to do, especially in the bedroom, seemed to be so absolutely, perfectly right.
Working with the position I was already in, he pulled back on my hips, making me bend even deeper. I knew it was coming before it happened. But that didn’t stop me from gasping as he pushed gently inside me. My pussy graciously gave way as his beautiful cock worked its way in.
Getting to about half of his length, Tobias stopped for a moment as he always did, giving me a moment to get used to having my pussy so absolutely stuffed. He was by far the most attentive lover I had ever experienced. Everything he did to me seemed to be designed to give me pleasure. Even the way he face-fucked me turned me on like crazy.
Basically holding me up by my hips, Tobias worked inside me, rocking his cock in and out of my pussy. He took it easy on me until I indicated I wanted it harder. It was almost like a psychic link, making the whole process a lot easier and a damn sight more pleasurable.
Despite the implications from the first instance, I really wanted him to cum in me again and warm me from the inside out, his beautiful cum becoming part of me. The very idea made me shake with anticipation.
He knew. Or if he didn’t, he took a damn good guess, pushing all the way in me as he unleashed a blast of cum deep inside me. I was a bit conflicted. Part of me also wanted to taste it, but I had to choose and between the two the one he went for was what I really needed at the time.
He moved to pull out, but I reached back and stopped him. Wrapping my hand longingly around the base of his cock, wanting to maintain our physical connection just a while longer. I knew it would have to end at some point, but that didn’t stop me from wanting it as long as I could.
Holding him still, just for a change of pace, I turned and got down on my knees. My beautiful man’s majestic cock level with my mouth, I put two and to together until the warm, tasty head was pressed against the back of my throat.
I could feel him go weak in the knees. It was quick. Tobias braced against the wall almost intensely, and it happened. I could not help but smile, despite the massive cock in my mouth. I got a little thrill from the fact that I could pleasure him as much as he had pleasured me.
The spread was still surprisingly big despite the relative size of the tray. I wondered if Tobias might have played a touch of Tetris as a kid. No sooner had I lifted my fork to partake in the scrumptiousness, than the doorbell echoed through the house.
“If it’s Clementine, tell her I miss her.”
“Will do,” Tobias said, getting on his suit and mask.
He was gone for a while and I started to worry that maybe Dave had come back and tried something drastic. Just as I was ready to go down and check on him, Tobias returned, carrying a very thick envelope.
“What’s that?”
“Manna from heaven,” he said with an absolutely ridiculous grin.
“Really?”
“Or reconnaissance from a hired spy. However you want to put it. Po-tay-to, po-tah-to.”
“You hired a spy?” I asked.
“The guy tasered both you and my dog. He’s going down. In flames.”
It was a shock seeing Tobias so angry. I knew it wasn’t directed at me, which was pretty much the only thing stopping me from wetting myself in the moment.
He really was the most physically imposing man I had even seen in real life. I just didn’t notice it most of the time because he was so calm and nice. The few times I had seen him really angry was when Dave had tried to hurt me. My own, personal champion.
“I wonder what he found out.”
“You might want to brace yourself, pumpkin. I doubt it is going to be very nice.”
“How do you know?”
“I’ve met him, remember? I also have a strange feeling your lives together weren’t the happiest.”
“You can say that again!”
“He was rough. Hurt you.”
“Is it that obvious?” I asked.
“Only to me and Clementine. Tragedy tends to show to those who have also experienced it.”
I couldn’t even think of someone hurting sweet Clementine. The very idea that she might have been through even a fraction of what I had experienced made me really sad. I knew something had happened to Tobias.