The Tycoon's Vacation(48)

"You haven't touched me since the baby was born and I thought you were a bit repulsed by me," she admitted.

"I'm sorry you thought that, Love. I could never be turned off by you. I was feeling so much guilt about our love-making the night before you went into the hospital. You make me go so crazy and I was so rough with you and simply didn't trust myself," he said to her. 

"Drew, you'd never hurt me. You please me in ways I never knew were possible before I met you. You have given me so much and I can't imagine my life without you in it. I know I've been stubborn and a bit of a pain but I really love you and want our marriage to be the real thing," she said to him. She was afraid he wouldn't be able to give her his love but she could no longer hold the words in.

"I'm so happy to hear you say that. I've loved you for so long. I never realized my life was empty until you were there and then gone. I missed you from the moment you left our private paradise and was overjoyed to find you pregnant with my child. I know I've made a lot of mistakes but loving you has been the best thing I've ever done," he said to her.

He then pulled her close to him, so he could devour her mouth. Neither of them could breathe by the time he pulled back from her. He then explored her throat and moved down the slopes of her br**sts. She was aching everywhere and cried out in frustration they couldn't be joined together.

She may not be able to make-love with her husband right then but she could certainly make sure he was satisfied. She pushed him over and slowly unbuttoned his shirt as she ran her tongue over his muscled chest. A slight sheen of sweat was breaking out on his tanned skin.

"Baby, I can't take much more," he said through gritted teeth, as he tried pulling her back up to him. She shook his hands off of her as she reached his lower stomach and gently nipped the taught skin. He sucked in his breath at the pure pleasure she was giving him. "You don't have to do this," he growled as he realized her intentions.

She said nothing, as she slowly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them and his boxers down his legs. His magnificent length sprung out, showing her how turned on he was. It filled her with pride she was able to turn him on so much.

She kissed her way back up his legs and felt empowered by the quivering of his body. He was breathing heavily and his head was thrown back, as he groaned in pleasure from her touch. She reached the top of his thighs and his body jerked as her hand rubbed against his moistened head.

She slipped her tongue out and licked the bead off his tip and he cried out. She'd never in her life felt so sexy, or powerful in bed. It was a euphoric feeling and she wouldn't have ever done this for any other man. She gently cupped his silky smooth shaft in her hand, loving the strength of the hardened flesh. She rubbed her hand up and down, while gripping him tightly. She then lowered her head and took his tip into her mouth.

As her tongue flicked around his shaft and her hand continued to work its magic, he groaned over and over again. She was encouraged by his sounds of pleasure and tightened her mouth even more and began to suck him deeper inside her moist mouth. He grabbed her head, holding her tightly against him as she continued to pleasure him.

His body began to tense and he pulled her head free. "I'm not going to last," he croaked at her. She smiled at him and ran her tongue across the tip as she continued to stroke him quickly with her hand. She pulled back as he cried out and his release shot from him.

She stared in fascination as his engorged staff pumped in her hand and spilled over. It was the sexiest thing she'd ever watched in her life. His body was jerking in pleasure as she used his own release to smooth her hand easier up and down the still quivering shaft. She continued to rub him until every last ounce of his orgasm spilled from him. She then couldn't resist flicking her tongue one last time over his beautiful head. He convulsed at the gentle touch and she smiled with pure feminine power.




 

 

She slowly kissed her way back up his stunning abs and chest until she finally brought their lips back together. He kissed her gently; as his body was sated from the gift she'd given him. He brought his hand down to the outside of her silky panties and rubbed. He knew he couldn't make-love to her but he could certainly pleasure her if he was very careful.

She started to writhe beneath his touch. "I can't do that," she started to say but as he slipped the panties away and touched her swollen nub, her protest stopped in a gasp of pleasure.

"I won't hurt you but I need to touch you," he said into her mouth. She moaned her acceptance.

He continued to kiss her, increasing her body's pleasure, as he gently flicked his finger over her most sensitive area. She wanted so much more, she wanted him connecting their bodies together and it nearly killed her they couldn't. Her stomach was quivering in pure pleasure as he continued rubbing his finger on the outside of her opening, flicking the most sensitive spot.