“Push back against me,” he whispers.
I do as he asks, pushing back as he shifts his hips and his cock pushes a little farther against my entrance. His hand on my cheek leaves then, I feel a cool liquid against my ass. Wyatt lets out a grunt, his cock slipping a little farther inside of me. I keep my eyes pinched closed but force the rest of my body to relax with a deep exhale.
Wyatt’s fingers between my legs don’t stop, he pumps in and out of me, curling them inside of me as his palm continues to apply pressure to my clit. Gone is my focus of his dick in my ass, replaced is euphoria as I climb closer toward a second orgasm.
My breath hitches when I feel him completely fill me. He’s stretching me so full, so fucking full that I feel like I’m going to be ripped in two.
I’m not sure that I would mind that, the sensation feels like nothing I’ve ever experienced before, and I find that it’s not unpleasant, in fact, I like it.
I like the way he stretches me. Wyatt completely stills once he’s inside of me, his fingers stop moving and he just lets out a shaky breath from behind me.
WYATT
If I ever thought that sex could get better with Exeter, I didn’t realize how good it could really be. How fucking amazing and incredible being inside of her like this could be. Fuck. Fuck. It’s amazing. Looking down between us, my entire body shudders at the vision of my cock buried to the hilt inside of her tight ass.
Slowly, I pull out of her, to the tip, then sink back inside. My fingers move in her cunt, enjoying the wetness that surrounds them. After a breath, her hips begin to move, her ass meeting my thrusts at the same time she grinds her clit against my palm.
“I’m going to come again,” she breathes.
I fucking know it. I can feel it. Her entire body is hot, her pussy wet and fluttering around my fingers. She’s so goddamn close, but I don’t want this to be over, not yet. Keeping my head tilted, I watch my dick move in and out of her ass.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants as her hips jerk and buck beneath me.
She’s going to come, and when her ass clamps down around my cock, I know it’s going to force my orgasm from my body as well. Closing my eyes, I fuck her a little harder. I don’t want this to end, but I know it will, and soon.
She cries out below me, her body trembling as her hips jerk, her clit searching and needing more from me. Grinding my palm against her clit even harder, my fingers move faster inside of her, at the same time, my hips thrust harder against her sweet full ass.
“I’m coming,” she shouts.
Her pussy clamps down around my fingers, her ass does the same around my cock and just as I expected, it rips my orgasm through me. We both still, my cum filling the tip of the condom as her ass pulses around me. Keeping my fingers and cock buried deep inside of her, I slowly lower myself so that my chest is against her back.
Touching the side of her neck with my lips, I find the shell of her ear. “Holy fucking shit, sugar,” I murmur.
She hums, her eyes closed and a small smile playing on her lips. Regretfully, I slowly slide out of her ass and remove my hand from her still warm cunt. Crawling off of the bed, I stand at the side and look down at her.
She’s splayed out, her legs spread, a sheen of sweat on her forehead. A smile on her face and her eyes closed. She’s never looked more gorgeous. Fuck, every day she seems to get prettier, sexier and more perfect for me.
Turning away, I hurry toward the bathroom to get rid of the condom and wash up quickly. Once the condom is gone, the door slowly opens and Exeter is standing at the entrance, her eyes hooded as she looks at me through her lashes. If my balls weren’t completely drained, I’d say she’s looking to get fucked in the immediate future.
“Shower?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
I lift my chin in a nod as my silent agreement. Turning toward the shower, I turn it on and wait for the water to warm up. Exeter walks up behind me, slipping her arms around my waist as her cheek presses against my back.
“I wish you didn’t have to go tomorrow,” she murmurs.
Closing my eyes, I think the exact same thing. “Me too, sugar,” I agree.
Her arms drop from my waist as I take a step forward and into the warm shower. She follows closely behind me. The water washes down against us, I move to the side to ensure that she gets some of the warm liquid as well.
“So, what happens tomorrow?” she asks.
Closing my eyes for a moment, I inhale deeply before letting it out. “Tomorrow I leave, but I’ll take you over to the house early, if you want? Ford and Louis said they’d help with whatever you wanted. I can call a moving company to come as well. Whatever you need, you just tell me.”
She hums, leaning forward and I feel her lips press against my chest. Lifting my hand, I wrap my fingers around the side of her neck as she looks up at me.
“All I need is for you to focus on work, and coming home,” she grins.
Shaking my head once, I dip my chin and brush my lips across hers. “How’d I get so goddamn lucky?” I breathe against her lips.
“I’ve been asking myself that every day since you pushed your way into my life, not taking no for an answer,” she grins.
I grunt. “I’d have taken it for an answer, if I believed it. You were letting fucked up shit rule your head, and heart. You can’t do that. I won’t allow it.”
Exeter’s lips curve up into a smile and she shakes her head once before she speaks. “I’ve still got fucked up shit in my head, Wyatt.”
My fingers flex against her neck, my lips pressing together in a thin line. I know she’s still got fucked up shit in there, any person with her background would. I can’t blame her for it, not really, it’s not her fault. What I can do, is show her how a real man treats the woman he loves. I can show her what it means to be truly loved by a man.
“Sugar, it’s my mission in life to get that shit out of your head completely.”
Her eyes water, the tears mix with the shower water as they fall down her cheeks, but I can see them plain as day. Using my thumb, I rub it across the apple of her cheek, attempting to wipe away her tears. Lowering my forehead, I press it against hers.
Inhaling a deep breath, I exhale and gather her in my arms. She gave me something beautiful tonight, and now that we’ve both come clean with our pasts, it’s time that I give her a gift as well.
Moving my lips alongside her jaw, my lips find her ear. “I love you, sugar,” I state.
Her entire body jerks back, but I don’t let her move away from me. Exeter lifts her gaze, her eyes wide and almost scared looking.
“Did you?” she breathes.
I smile. “Yeah, I did. I love you,” I repeat.
She doesn’t speak, and I think that I’ve fucked completely up, that is until she lifts up onto her toes, wraps her arms around me and presses her mouth to mine. The kiss isn’t deep, it’s sweet and swift. She allows her lips to linger against my own, then she speaks.
“I love you too, Wyatt. I love you more than I thought possible.”
Wrapping my arms around her wet body, I pull her against my chest, slanting my head and I deepen our kiss. Then with a protest from her, I pick her up and press her back against the shower wall, and I slide inside of the woman that I love and I make love to her.