Using the palm of my hand I pressed down on her upper back, causing her to lean all the way forward onto the island. The new position tilted her hips up, which offered her ass to me like a present.
My balls were tight against my body and my cock was throbbing heavily. This encounter was not going to last long which meant I needed her to come or close to it when I entered her. As much as I wanted to be inside of her, I knew that she wasn’t close enough yet.
So instead of pushing into her, I stroked the head of my cock against her entrance several times until her seam began pulsing with need. Then,I lowered down, spread her ass cheeks and ran my tongue from her clit, along the seam of her sex, across her taint and then I tickled her puckered hole between her cheeks.
She gasped as the tip of my tongue teased the forbidden area. I continued licking her there as my hand slid between her legs and I pressed two fingers inside of her. Her walls were slick with her release and her body tightened around my digits.
Her back arched and her hips jerked as I pulled my fingers out and then pressed them in again.
“Oh…that feels…so good…”
When her knees buckled slightly and her tight canal began to spasm, I stood and replaced my fingers with my cock. I pushed into her with a forceful thrust as I gripped her hips tightly.
“Yes!” She cried out as her fingers clutched the sides of the butcher block.
“Do you want me to fuck you hard and fast or slow and steady?” I’d love to do both. I’d love to build up the momentum and then finish strong, but I was going to get ten strokes out of this, if I was lucky. I needed to know what would get her up and over the edge.
“Hard and fast,” she whimpered.
I kept my grip tight on her hips, pulled out and pushed in. Once, twice, by the third time I was slamming into her.
“Harder,” she breathed.
“Fuck,” I gritted out. I loved when she vocalized what she wanted.
Using more force, I thrust inside of her, this time tilting her hips up so I could go even deeper. That did the trick.
“Yes!” She cried out as her knees gave out beneath her. My fingertips dug into her flesh as I held her up so she didn’t fall. “Yes!”
My balls were tingling as I drove into her again. Then again. I was trying to hold on, to keep my release at bay, but she felt too good. My entire world exploded into a million tiny pieces as the longest, hottest climax of my life claimed me.
I collapsed as my dick continued to jerk with squirts of release. Her tight canal milked every last drop out of me before I stood. When I did, she pushed up off the block and turned around to face me.
We stared into one another’s eyes, and I don’t know why, but I just had to tell her one more time. “I love you.”
Her bottom lip trembled, as she replied, “I love you, too.”
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into my arms. This might not be the way I’d planned things to go tonight, but I was glad I’d had at least one more time with her. One more time that she was mine, her body was mine, her heart, her soul were mine. Because until my last breath, I would always be hers.
46
PEYTON
“Is Lina coming over today?”Nonna asked as I helped her to her chair in the sunroom.
It was the same question she asked every day. I think I might have been replaced as her favorite. And I was perfectly okay with that.
“Yes, she is. Later, in the afternoon.” Lina had a busy day planned, but I was so thankful that she was making time to come over. She was going to goat yoga in the morning and then on to an escape room with some of the other interns, but she’d texted me asking if she could stop by after.
I loved that she wanted to spend time with not only me, but also Nonna. There might be a seventy-year age gap between the duo but they were like two peas in a pod. They’d played gin rummy while I graded papers the other night and Nonna laughed so hard she cried. I thought my heart might burst. I knew that it was just a coincidence that the daughter I was forced to give up had the same name as the daughter Nonna was forced to give up, but it definitely felt a little more like the Universe, or God, or magic fairies or something bigger than us was at play.
“Can you make me some tea?” Nonna asked as she patted my hand.
“Tea, coming right up.” I headed into the kitchen and took a moment just to be grateful for my life in this moment.
I filled the kettle up with water and put it on the burner as I counted the blessings in my life.
Nonna was getting stronger every day. I had my daughter in my life. The secret I’d held for so long was out and telling it had only made everything better. The fear and shame I’d lived with for two decades was gone. I’d broken up with a man who I knew wasn’t good for me. I felt lighter. I felt like a different person.
