Her wetness found my dick and started pushing down as it breached her entrance. The feeling of her without barriers had been incredible from the first time. She started the sexual slide, burying me in her. I still reveled in the feeling every time we were together. Her lips found mine as she increased her pace. She sucked my lip, almost painfully.
It was time to wake her. I pinched her nipples hard while I said, “Nikki, keep fucking me. Don’t stop.”
Nikola’s eyes opened on the down stroke and she paused. A sultry grin appeared as she picked up the pace again. The sound of slapping skin filled the room. Her hands were on my chest, helping to propel her body faster. As she came down, I’d thrust into her, making the impact harder.
“Keep going, Nikki. Your walls are beginning to quiver.”
We were fucking like wild animals, and we’d nearly lost all self-control. I needed her to come as I tried to keep myself from letting go. I wanted us to come together. I pressed my finger to her clit, and like the magic button it was, she screamed. Stilling her hips, I poured myself into her. We looked into each other’s eyes as the orgasm pulsated throughout our bodies. Nikola collapsed on my chest and heaved out a contented sigh.
“Is your little guy getting worn out? We may need to get him new batteries.”
That comment got her a slap in the ass, and she giggled.
“My guy, for one, is not little. He’s manly, big, and can fuck your brains out for hours. Second, his batteries are at one hundred percent.”
I twitched him inside her to demonstrate my point.
“Maybe we should name him?” There was a hint of playfulness to her tone.
“What were you thinking? He’s beastly enough to have a name.”
Nikola shook silently with laughter. Oh, hell no. She is not going to give it a girly name. “You will not be in charge of naming him. I revoke all your naming rights.”
Nikola lifted her head. The moonlight gave enough light to bathe her body, making all her curves glow. “I think, as your wife, I’m entitled to naming rights.”
“Fuck no. His masculinity will stay intact.”
I slapped her ass again. In response, she ground down on me and my ultra-super-manly guy stirred. Nikola went to move off me, but I stilled her.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I asked.
Matter-of-factly, she looked back at me. “To get the Magic 8 Ball so we can decide if I have naming rights. It’s never wrong.”
“Oh, no, no, no, no! The Magic 8 Ball and I are on good terms, but there is no way on this green Earth that I am leaving the naming rights of my dick to that thing. I’ll end up with a name like Princess Squirt or some shit like that.”
I love you, Magic 8 Ball, and you’ve been there for me recently, but I can’t. If you had two balls and a stick, you’d understand. I promise.
Nikola was having a hard time controlling herself, and I looked at her sternly, but playfully. “So what would you like to name your ‘beast,’ as you call him?”
“Are you challenging my claim?” I bit her bottom lip, loving that we were getting back to our normal selves. She shook her head. “Well, I’d call him The Terminator.”
“The Terminator?” she asked.
I smiled. “Yeah, when he gets near your pussy, he terminates it into oblivion.”
She slapped my chest. “You’re terrible. That does not sound pleasant at all.”
“Oh, it’s pleasant.”
In a flash, I got on top of her. I pushed her hands above her head and began to bring “The Terminator” back to life. The room began to smell like sex. Nikola’s mouth went slack as I worked her into a blissful release.
A few days had passed since the lawyer had visited. We were due to meet him the day after tomorrow. Nikola was returning to her old self. There were still times she broke down, but I was there for her. Nikola’s parents had returned to China. They were opening up more, and they’d hugged her tightly before leaving. I think feeling love from them helped fill the void of Anne’s love.
Currently, we were in a furniture store, getting pieces for our house. Nikola had said it was time to make our place a home, and I couldn’t have agreed more. Nikola didn’t want to move into Anne’s house, which was her choice. I didn’t know what she was going to do with the place, but she’d figure it out when she was ready. We’d spent the morning going through the storage building where we’d put Nikola’s furniture. We hadn’t had time to go through Nikola’s boxes when we’d moved in together, and then time had gotten away from us when Anne got sick.
The furniture store was an eclectic place that had a bit of everything in it. Bright colors were everywhere. I was afraid to move with all the fragile shit spread about.
I got the text from Adam I had been waiting on.
Adam: The house on my street is for sure going to sell. It’s selling under market value for the price I told you. If you want it, you’ll have to act fast. I talked to her. If you’re willing to pay asking price, she’ll sell it to you before it lists.
Me: Give me five minutes.
Nikola asked about the pricing on a couple of lamps. The saleslady said, “Let me see what my manager can do. I’ll be right back.”
As the saleslady walked off, I wrapped my hands around Nikola’s waist from behind.
“Hey, do you remember that house I showed you two days ago on Adam’s street? The one with the pool?”
The house was more than thirty-five hundred square feet and would be perfect.
“Yes, the gorgeous red-bricked one with the three-car garage? What about it?”
Nikola played with some fringe on a black, metallic pillow. She picked it up.
I moved to stand in front of her. “It’s for sale, way below market value. The lady is moving in with her daughter and needs to sell ASAP. If we want it, it’s ours.”
Nikola’s eyes lit up. “How much?”
“It’s going for three-fifty, but it’s worth close to four. Adam was out working in his yard when the owner told him. She’s already had an inspection done and everything. It’s a good house.”
I hoped Nikola wouldn’t be upset that I’d looked at everything before. But there was no reason to get her hopes up if it wasn’t going to pan out.
“Are you sure? I’m fine with living in your house. I don’t need a bigger place.”
I put my hands on her hips. “I know, but I want us to start our lives together in a place that we’ve only ever lived in together.”
Nikola jumped into my arms as I spun her. “Where do we sign?”
“Don’t you want to see the inside first?”
We were both making a scene. I didn’t care if it meant Nikola was happy.
“I’ve already been inside. Ainsley took some cookies to the neighbor yesterday while I was with her. The owner, Mrs. Owens, gave me a tour. It’s beautiful. I love it.”
I kissed her hard. Grinning, I responded, “Let me make the call, and it’s ours.”
The sales lady approached. “We can take fifty percent off the lamps.”
“We’ll take them!” we exclaimed. Nikola was still in my arms with her legs wrapped around my waist.
We were finding our way after a bad storm. Even though the storm had left us changed forever, we were making the best of it and appreciating what we had.
I set Nikola down and said, “Let me call Adam. We’ll get the ball rolling while you check out.”
As my wife made her way to the mirrored counter, there was a bounce in her step. I pulled out my phone and called Adam. He picked up on the first ring.
“Hey, man. What’d she say?”
“We’re about to be neighbors. I’m going to call Mrs. Owens and let her know we’ll take it. Oh, and Adam, I’d like to meet at the club tomorrow to talk about the offer we got. It’s time for us to decide. I appreciate you not pushing me this last week, after Anne’s death.”