My tongue runs along her clit, flicking it. Tasting her. She’s like an earthy musk mixed with a little bit of sweetness. God, I could eat her out forever. She’s the best woman I have evertasted. Maybe it was meant to be between us, even though neither one of us chose this marriage.
Natasha’s hips buck up to meet my face. When I raise my eyes to hers, I can see the confusion and pleasure written across her features.
“It’s ok, baby,” I murmur against her inner thigh. “Just feel. Just let go.”
She nods and settles down.
I lick all along her folds and nub. The soft moans that come out of her are beautiful. Maybe we have a chance at a good marriage after all.
My tongue probes her entrance. A strangled cry leaves her mouth. Her hands grip the blanket on the couch like it will steady her. Nat’s legs open wider as I grip her thighs tighter.
I push my tongue inside of her, needing to feel every inch of her body. Someday it will be my cock but for right now, I’m glad to use my tongue on her. I’m so fucking happy she’s letting herself go in this moment. Nothing has ever been sweeter.
Bringing my tongue back to her clit, I flick it fast. Nat’s hips become uncontrollable as she rolls them around. She loves what I’m doing to her and I love that I can make her feel this way.
I let out a growl as I hold onto her thighs and play with her sensitive nub. The cries leaving her mouth spur me on faster. I need this. She needs this. We both do.
I lock eyes with hers as I roll her clit around with my tongue. Nat lets her legs flop open as she finally lets herself go.
Her body shudders her release. A wave of pleasure washes over her face. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.
I kiss along her inner thigh before I finally pull back. I slip her panties back on. “There. How was that?”
“That was…” She blushes all over again, making me smirk.
“Great?”
“Perfect,” she admits.
“I’m glad.” I place my hands on either side of her waist, boxing her in. “I want this marriage to work, Nat. I know I didn’t want it at first. But neither one of us wants to be miserable forever. I’m attracted you. I like you. Let us try.”
“I want that. I really do.”
“Good.” I clear my throat. “Now, I have to go take care of something. But I’ll be back.”
“Take care of what?” Her innocence is going to be the death of me.
I nod towards my waist. “My cock is hard. I need to take care of it.”
“Oh.” The way her eyes widen only makes my cock harder. “Do you…”
“Do I…”
She can’t look me in the eyes. “I’ve never done that, you know. I wouldn’t know what to do.”
“Are you offering to take care of my hard cock for me?”
“Don’t say it like that,” she whispers. “It’s not romantic.”
“I’m sorry,” I say with a smile. When Nat finally looks at me again, I plant a small kiss on her lips. “Would I love for you to wrap your hand around my cock? Yes. Would I love to feel your mouth on my cock? Absolutely. But if you’re not ready for that, I won’t push you. I know I scared you once before. I have no desire to do it again.”
Her eyes soften. “Thank you. That means a lot. Um…” She bites her lip and I can’t resist giving her another kiss. “But maybe I can try? I want to try.”
My cock hardens even more. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” she whispers like it’s a secret between us.
“You’re cute, you know that?” I stand up and unzip my pants. Natasha looks at my waist like her life depends on it.
