The Affectionate Player - Part2

Chapter 26

Lowering my head my eyes meet his length and without touching I blow gently along him. Softly whimpering he endures my affliction the sweet daring torture thrilling him, and as he begins to squirm I heartily up my game. Extending my tongue to meet the tip of his erection I revel in the musky taste of his lust. I hear him swear calling my name and in the heat of the moment my mouth covers him. Greedily I suck, lick and touch because I love this man and all that he is. I take him deep in my mouth feeling him close to my throat and as much of him disappears I feel him throb on my tongue.

"Stop!" He shrieks suddenly. "Please, Gracie. I don't want to come like this."

No longer with gentleness he kisses me hard, our needy bodies bound lately by virtue now franticly craving gratification. Kneeling I invite him to remove my clothing and without hesitation I'm naked in seconds. Pulling him downward I lie impatient ogling my lover as he lowers on top of me, then straying below he explores my wet flesh his fingers seducing and working their magic. Placing them boldly into his mouth a soft hum escapes as he tastes my arousal.

"You make me whole, Gracie," he whispers.

A rising lump swells in my throat curbing any answer but as an unchecked tear finds its way to my cheek I delight in his meaning brushing my nose to his. Kissing me gently he quells all urgency and with love and tenderness he pushes inside me.

His eyes fix on mine as we lazily move, our pace apt and measured, his control empowering, and with each surge forward I bear toward him, bodies hungrily joining seeking reward. Soon we're groaning as our pleasure increases, hands groping for closeness, our patience ceasing.

With his face buried in the crux of my neck his sweet lips entice me beneath my ear and feeling the pull I sense I'm close. But I must see this man, my beautiful husband, to drown in the depths of his deep blue oceans.

Rising above me he senses my mood lifting my bottom as he rolls me on top, and setting the pace I rest on his ribs soaring atop him with immense deliverance. Thrusting toward me I sweep myself down on him, speed ever growing our desire in turmoil. Close to orgasm I begin to contract and locking eyes I'm aware his own is imminent. Max touches our joining caressing my rear and with infinite impact I finally explode. He roars as I scream, my inner muscles in spasm and I try so very hard to keep my eyes open. But it's beyond my control, my selfish body denying me as I hungrily claim him. Beginning to fall from this unknown territory it's only then my eyes open, only then do I witness the shattered masterpiece below me. Breathless I fall to his chest, his heart pounding beneath my ear and for several moments we lie sated.

"What just happened to us wife?"

"I have no idea, though you mentioned earlier something about Heaven." I make to move but he stops me.

"Stay, Gracie. It's cosy here."  Pulling a blanket from the sofa I curl back to his chest amid the piquant scent of our lovemaking.

"Gosh. That's strong!"

"That good, eh?"

"Yep." I grin. "But I don't care. I'm going nowhere."

"Best words I've heard since you said 'I will'." Lowering his head he kisses my hair and snuggling together we drift into sleep.

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Awakening I see the fire is spent but with underfloor heating having now kicked in the room is warm around me. Turning to Max he's wide awake, head leaning on his hand observing me.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." He grins kissing me and returning his smile I drape an arm on his hip.

"Good morning. You're up early." I snicker, feeling the infantry on my thigh already standing to attention. "What time is it?"