Slipping a finger inside my drenched pussy he groaned quietly, sounding like a little lion.
“Fuck,” He teased my clit “You’re so wet.”
I began grinding my hips against his hands as he fucked me with them. Slick noises filled the bedroom. I wanted to cum so bad, but at the same time, I was worried we would wake my mom.
“I want to feel you.” The words come out on instinct. Not thinking. I was on the verge of cuming, so I knew as soon as he thrusted inside me, I would unravel.
“Anything for my princess.” He whispers in my ear. I quickly pulled my pajama pants off along with my panties, and then brought the sheet above my bottom half just in case. Slowly slipping onto his hard cock, we both let out a soft groan.
I placed a finger over my lips, signaling for him to be quiet. I slowly circled my hips around and around as he circled my clit. We rocked gently to the rhythm of our bodies.
He reached underneath my shirt and grabbed one breast as he ran a hand in my hair. I tipped my head back as the feel of him inside me felt familiar now. Making me feel at home, making me feel whole.
“I’m so close.” I whispered as I began to speed up the pace, grinding on his cock. He brought a hand to my neck and brought me closer to his face and said, “Don’t stop until you cum on my cock.” Then his lips claimed me, and it was all too much. Him inside me, I felt him everywhere, all around me. my body, my mouth, my mind and my soul, and I fucking loved it.
Within seconds, my orgasm erupted inside me, and I moanedinto his mouth as we kissed through my orgasm. Once he felt my pussy walls clench, he turned me over and let me ride out the sensations igniting every nerve of my body down to my toes. Then, using my arousal as lubricant, he started to thrust fast and hard, placing a hand over my mouth so I wouldn't make a sound. He pounded into me, and as hard as he tried to stay quiet, I could still hear the tiny grunts he made with each thrust. Thankfully, the bed wasn’t right up against the wall right now. Nick continued to ram into me, and I saw every muscle of his body clench as he got closer and closer. I reached up to cover my mouth over his, but he swatted it away, leaned down on me, bit my shoulder while still covering my mouth, and he came inside me. Filling me up with his warm cum.
His body went limp on top of me, and that’s when I knew he was done. I felt his dick twitch inside me and I couldn't help but wonder how we got here. Each time we did this, it made me feel more connected to him. More desired by him. It made me feel like this wasn’t fake anymore.
Slowly lifting on top of me, he says.
“See, we don’t need a bigger house.”
Shaking my head side to side, I smiled up at him.
As soon as he pulled out of me, my world felt smaller and emptier. He got up to grab his shirt off the floor and handed it to me. “Now, let's clean up so we can ask God to forgive our lustful minds.” He smiled that delicious, coy smile I loved of his, and if I went to hell loving Nick Consele, then hell couldn’t be all that bad.
“You know, I’ve never been to a confession. I think now would be a good time to go,”
“We’re married, so this is probably the only fuck God approves of.” Nick says, as he slips his boxers back on, making himself decent again before we go downstairs to clean up in the bathroom.
“We’re married on paper. God knows our hearts.” I said as I grabbed my panties underneath the sheets.
Nick slips his t-shirt on,a nd I’m hypnotized by his beautiful body all over again. “Then God must be blind.”
My heart sprang to life at his words. Was he saying his feelings for me were real? Stunned, I blinked rapidly, chanting in my head that I'm not hearing things.
Nick wraps his arms around me, “But if you would like to confess to the priest, then go ahead. You did just fuck me while your mom was downstairs.”
I swat at his arm. “Shh, she might hear you.”
“Hearing me say what we just did versus actually hearing it, is the least of our worries.”
“Let’s go clean up, smart ass.”
Shaking my head, I started walking down the steps, and Nick followed. I was surprised to see my mom up and Adam sitting on the porch. Either she was already up, or she heard us and decided to go outside and drink a cup of coffee.
“I will ask her if she wants to go to church with us.”
“Okay, I’m going to jump in the shower.” He kisses me on the forehead, and when he pulls away, we both pause. Our eyes flickered back and forth.Did he mean to do that, or was that for show?But then again, my mom’s back was turned to us. So, no one was looking. No one has been looking, and I've noticed over the weeks he’s made tiny gestures like this in private, and it’s like the lie we’re telling has been reversed. We are lying to ourselves, not others, now.
“If you want to join me.” He says, breaking the silence. “You know where to find me.” He winks and walks off. Ignoring the elephant in the room, like we always do.
I take a deep breath and open the sliding glass door.
“Morning, Mom,” I say as I close the door behind me.
My mom looks up and over her shoulder. “Morning, sweetie.”
