“Fanso,” she begged.
“What,belleza?” He kissed one ass cheek, then the other, his thumbs moving in opposite directions to each other, as if she took two lovers inside her at once, his fingers still brushing against her nub, pushing her higher and higher. “Do you need to come?”
“Please.” It was all she could manage based on the desperation in her pants and mewls.
“If I let you come, will you scream for me? Will you shake this building to its very foundations?”
She whimpered.
“Answer me, Leeza.”
“Yes, Fanso.”
He stopped all movement. “You know what to do then, don’t you?”
“Make me come, Fanso.”
He drove the thumb in her ass deeper and slid out the thumb buried in her pussy before latching his mouth to her in its place. Her hips bucked as she screamed to God for mercy. Continuing to push her through a powerful climax, his mouth caught all her fluids as they squirted from her, reveling in her abandon.
His heart felt like it expanded with love.Gloriosa!
When her body stopped moving, and he felt the first sporadic jerk of oversensitive nerves shying away from his touch, he withdrew from her. Hands back on her hips, he eased her lower half down to the bed, then slid her further toward the center. Standing slowly, hisknees protesting from spending so long on the hardwood floor, he leaned toward the headboard and snagged a pillow. With tender care, he slid a hand beneath her throat and lifted her head to lay it on the pillow.
“I’ll be back,” he whispered to her.
After a quick trip to the bathroom to wash his hands and face, he grabbed a washcloth and ran it under warm water. When he returned to her side, he smoothed the soft material over the insides of her thighs and her core, being careful not to abrade the soft skin in the creases. Then he folded it over and gently passed it between her cheeks.
Pulling her long hair away from her neck, he fanned it out behind her on the pillow. A kiss to her temple, one to the back of her neck, then a series of soft brushes of his lips down each vertebra of her spine. He finished his voiceless praise by holding his lips to the small of her back for several seconds.
He returned to the bathroom to rinse out the washcloth before wringing it out and draping it over the faucet.
Standing in the doorway between the bathroom and the bedroom, he allowed his eyes to devour his blissed-out wife, teetering on the edge of sleep. He fisted his cock, fully erect and aching for her. Stroking himself, he crossed behind her and knelt between her splayed thighs. He lowered himself so his cock rested in the valley between her cheeks. His palms went to the mattress beside her shoulders, and he shuttled back and forth until she rolled her hips slightly.
Without speaking, he slid all the way away from her skin, then lowered his hips and thrust up into her silky heat. She moaned and pushed back to meet him. As he bottomed out within her, he swiveled his hips to make sure he created friction against her clit. Despite the hiss from it still being sensitive from his touch earlier, she met him stroke for stroke, grind for grind against each other, as he slowly drove her back toward her tipping point. A soft, surprised cry fell from her lips as her walls rippled and clenched around him, and as he spilled his cum into her.
When he finished, he remained inside her, but slid to her side, pulling her tightly against him.
“Te amo, Leeza.” He pressed his lips to her shoulder, leaving them there against the slightly damp skin.
Wiggling back against him as if trying to crawl into him further, she sighed. Her hands rested on top of the arms clasped around her waist, her thumbs stroking back and forth across the skin. “Yo también te amo, Fanso.”
Afterward, they lay there for a long time. He didn’t care how long it was. Holding her like this—her breathing slow and even—was a gift he thought he’d never receive again.
He didn’t think she was sleeping. Just thinking.
“Thank you for coming for me.”
He kissed the crown of her head. “It was never a question of would I or wouldn’t I,belleza. You mean everything to me. Always and forever. Never doubt it, no matter what.”
Her fingertips brushed back and forth across his abdomen as they lay in silence.
Her voice, when it came again minutes later, was shy. “Do I still get whatever I ask for when we’re in bed?”
Grinning, he agreed. “That is the rule, isn’t it? However, I think I would pretty much give you whatever you wanted, no matter where we were when you asked for it.”
There was the briefest of pauses before she whispered, “I want to name our daughter Reina.”
She lifted her head from his chest to look him directly in the eye.
