I Like Big Dragons and I Cannot Lie (I Like Big Dragons 1)

It bounced between us a few times before she caught it and gave it a few gentle tugs.

“Keifer,” she murmured, looking up into my eyes with hers full of love.

“Yeah, baby?” I croaked.

She smiled.

“I want you to lay back, let me massage you.”

Groaning, I did what she asked, and she slowly slid off my lap.

“Get in the middle of the bed,” she ordered softly.

I put one heel into the bed and shoved, moving myself into the middle so my feet didn’t hang off the side and watched while she walked across the room and yanked one of her drawers open.

She unearthed a bottle of lotion and started to walk back to me.

My eyes were glued to her breasts.

They were bigger.

In just the week that she had been in the coma.

And her nipples were darker.

I reached upward and grasped the headboard with both hands, squeezing tightly to keep from launching myself at her.

If she wanted to give me a massage, I wasn’t going to argue.

I licked my lips, causing her to smile.

She placed the bottle on the bed beside my upraised arms and reached for her panties, giving them a small shove and pushing them to the floor.

A breath hissed out of me, and my abdomen contracted with my body’s reaction to her.

“Fuck,” I breathed as I watched her place one knee onto the bed.

Her pretty pussy lips parted, giving me an unimpeded view of her clit, and I closed my eyes.

My cock was bobbing in need, pulsing with the rhythm of my beating-too-fast heart.

When I opened my eyes again, I was momentarily distracted by the way she was sitting.

Thighs parted, ass to heels, breasts heaving.

She stared at me for long moments before she smiled and straddled my hips.

My cock, the eager bastard, jumped hard, slapping against her clit the moment she got close enough.

We both hissed, and my eyes caught hers.

She smiled as she lifted up her hips, lined my ruddy head up with her entrance, and sank down, taking me fully inside of her.

We both groaned as her wet heat surrounded my cock.

But after a few short strokes, I was fully inside of her, and stopped.

She reached forward for the bottle of lotion, inadvertently moving my cock out of her channel briefly before she resumed her position and took me back inside.

“You’re going to kill me,” I groaned, neck straining as I leaned my head back as far as I could.

The evil, sadistic soon-to-be wife of mine, laughed.

“Oh, Keifer,” she rubbed her hands together to warm the lotion. “Do you know what it feels like to have you doing things with me while I’m asleep?”

Her words jolted me, and I looked up at her as she placed her lotion covered hands on my chest and started to rub.

“You remember?” I asked softly.

She nodded. “I felt like I was in a dream, but one where I remember every word. I remember the way you washed me. The way you held me for an hour while you bathed me. I remember the way your erection felt against my ass. The way your hand felt as it ran through my folds to clean them. You even brushed my teeth. I remember everything, and I only want to return that favor.”

I groaned.

Even the thought of her being aware of that was even hotter.

She leaned forward, and my overheated cock was met with cool air once again, chilling Blythe’s juices on my dick before she went back down again.

I closed my eyes, straining to breathe.

Then she started doing something with her cunt.

“What are you doing?” I gasped, arching up as she worked her inner muscles around me.

“One of those books you read to me about childbirth. They said that you should start working your inner muscles the moment you realize you’re pregnant. The exercise is called Kegels,” she whispered, smiling down at me. “They keep the muscles tight and useful…ready for when you really need to use them.”

“God,” I groaned. “I remember reading that, too.”

Then she abruptly got off me, making me groan in defeat as my heavy, wet cock slapped against my stomach.

I opened my eyes to see her turning around.

She straddled my thighs once again and lifted herself up and wiggled her ass.

“Put your dick back inside of me, I have lotion all over my hands,” she whispered.

I let go of the metal bars of the headboard and took my cock in hand, lining it up with her entrance.

My other hand went to her pussy lips, spreading them so I could watch as she slowly sank back down.

“Oh, man,” I moaned, abs tightening as she took me in.

The erotic sight of her pussy swallowing my length nearly undid me. The only thing keeping me from coming right then was the fact that she hadn’t.

Yet.

So I started a little massaging of my own.

While she did my legs, I squirted some lotion on my own hands and started to massage her back.