Page 227 of Lau Ahi
Her tone was hushed, anticipatory as she watched me trail kisses up her knee to her thighs. I prolonged my response instead taking a moment to lick and love on the scars that she’d finally fully vindicated. My little koa.
“Burned the rock that was my protection with your fire, your grit and your heart.”
“And now, what are you?”
“A man ready to combust and hopefully one who will be a puddle inside of your waiting body very soon.”
I lapped up the sweetness that she had already exuded my eyes closing in rapture. My tongue knew every inch of her pussy from memory and flattening it against her clit would extend to her entrance. I played with her clit just reminding her of how it felt to be worshipped completely. Her moans set the rhythm her hips wanting me to get her there faster but I refused to rush. Iwanted time to slow down so I could savor her even more than I normally did.
“Ori, please.”
“Shhh. I’m working right now, Mira.”
She giggled but it ended on a moan as I dove my tongue deep inside her. I delved deep before pulling out. I flattened my tongue to spread her wide, allowing full access to her entrance.
Teasing her was teasing myself but I wasn’t about to rush. My stomach was full and my wife was sated but I needed more for her and from her. She was still lucid and I wanted to wring out every drop of energy she had before we took a nap to get our strength up to do it again.
My head breached her walls, and my eyes closed on impact. The feeling of her surrounding me, sucking me in rung by rung was a feeling I would cherish until my dying day.
When I died for real.
Every point of my body was numb except for where she and I were making contact. Her nails trailed down the skin of my back scoring it or leaving scratches. Every touch was a caress filled with the longing of our time apart and the joy of having me returned to her. It was yet another attempt on her part to ensure herself I was real and I plunged into her slowly and deeply so she could feel every inch of my love.
“Eyes on me, husband.” As she spoke I felt her walls tighten around me. I opened my eyes and found hers were two dark chocolate pools of emotions: desire, lust, satisfaction and love. It was beautiful to see how each of my movements affected her. How her breathing patterns changed when I kept my strokes shallow. Her moans breathier until I went deeper then they became harder as though she was fighting to keep her eyes on me the way she’d demanded.
I flipped her onto her knees instantly missing the sight of her face but forgetting all about it when she put an arch in herback without question. She was smaller but her ass was still a beautiful heart shape that was begging for my hand. So, of course, I obliged. I spanked the left cheek then the right. She didn’t cry out; she moaned her pleasure, which only made me want her more.
I climbed behind her, and she didn’t bother to allow me to be gentle. As soon as she felt me near her entrance I had no chance of using my head to tease her. She swallowed me up throwing her ass back in a way that let me know she was racing toward her completion and that wasn’t what today was about. With one hand on her hip, I put the other on her shoulder so I could control her movements. “Tell me where you feel me.”
“Everywhere. All over.” Her response was breathless, needy and held me enraptured.
“Can’t be. You can still talk so I can’t be deep enough.” I put my full weight into my next stroke causing her to throw her head and her hips back in ecstasy.
“I need you to give me more than what you have, Asha. Hold on to it. I want you to wait for me.”
She shook her head ready to cum no matter what I said. “You feel too good; it’s too much.”
“My wife ain’t a weak bitch. She doesn’t wait for someone else to come and save her, she saves herself.” I went as deep as I could go again, battling to keep control of my body as I hit her spot once again. I pulled at her hair until she turned so I could lick the side of her face as I thrust my hips harder, making her ass jiggle more against me. “Faced down foes that most people would crumble under men and women. And you think you can’t keep control over your body? That’s bullshit.”
“I can’t.”
“Then give me control. You trust me, baby?” I withdrew enough to slap her ass then plunged deep again, feeling how she’d tightened up to prevent herself from reaching her peak.
“Yes.” Her voice was wobbly and I was sure my time was limited so I needed to make good while I still had the chance.
“Then trust me to believe that you got this. Take a deep breath. I’m about to punish you.”
Her head snapped around angrily and she spoke through clenched teeth. “You left me!”
That’s what I needed. When Semira was angry she would make it a point to be combative. I need that kind of energy right now.
“I’m about to punish you for making me fall so deep in love with you.”
As expected, that lit the fire in her and she began to throw her ass back yet again. I let her, feeling her cheeks bounce on my pelvis forcing my toes on the foot I had planted on the bed to grip the sheets because she was about to make me come undone. Back and forth we went trying to fuck the other into submission our bodies colliding in a dizzying pace that had us both coming apart simultaneously and I collapsed on her back as she pitched forward and her stomach hit the bed.
I came so hard I felt like I could breathe out of every pore on my skin and all I smelled was the sweet scent of my wife’s perfume and her pleasure. She giggled from underneath me and I shifted slightly not wanting to hurt her more with carrying my extra weight on her smaller frame.
“You trying to hit the runway?” I grabbed a handful of her ass playfully and she rolled over to look at me.
