He was hard and strong where she was soft and giving. Keyonna viewed even in the hazy reflection how her spine was arched into him, the column of her neck exposed to his lips raining soft kisses on the damp skin. Just watching them together, and the way his big hands scooped and fondled her breasts almost overwhelmed her senses with how well they suited each other.
How could she have ever thought him a cold and unfeeling brute? Yes, she remembered quite well the reason he’d got her to marry him. But all that was in the distant past. She still couldn’t remember a few portions of what had happened at the wedding, but Keyonna kept telling herself that if she couldn’t recall them then they weren’t that important.
Nick kept on massaging her breasts, kneading their fleshy orbs and pulling erotically on the nipples. Dazed, Keyonna gasped with bliss even as she wondered who the woman in the mirror was becoming. She felt she didn’t recognize the wanton female with the black, slick curls falling down her shoulders while she pushed and undulated her hips and ass into Nick who growled with pleasure in her ear.
Keyonna couldn’t stop staring into Nick’s face as he nipped on her earlobe, shifting one hand from her aroused nipple and down her straining ribcage before circling her quivering belly button and then lower still. She whimpered loudly when his fingers parted her dewy, swollen vulva. He sought out her clit from its hood and jockeyed it with his index finger. The moisture and heat rushed to her core when she met the intensity of his lustful gaze.
“I’ll never get over how beautiful you are, sweet wife,” Nick rasped in her ear. “Especially now with your full, dusky pink lips parted, your skin glowing, your lovely high cheekbones and your beautiful almond shaped eyes smoky with desire and framed by these soft curls falling around your face.”
Keyonna whined, loving how he made her feel so hot and sexy. He spoke of each part of her with such appreciation that she swore never to feel self-conscious of anything about herself, ever again.
Their eyes met in the mirror and Keyonna knew Nick could see how desperately she needed him. Her pussy still twitched from being impaled so deeply by his cock in the shower, and how each thrust had hit its target without fail. Now she placed one of her hands over his as he caressed her dripping pussy, and then with her other hand she reached behind her so she could cup his probing erection.
Keyonna heard his sharply indrawn breath and for the umpteenth time, reveled in the size of him and how sexy they looked touching each other with such intimacy. It had always been Keyonna’s dream to be with a man just like Nick, so gorgeously masculine and physically appealing in every way who also knew just how to switch on her buttons.
She loved the way every muscle in his arms and shoulders flexed, the heat of his flesh pressed up hard against hers. It was such an erotic picture and she wondered why she’d fought her attraction to him so long in the beginning when they’d first met over business. Deep inside she had sensed he was way out of her league; or that he would never be into someone like her: a woman who could hardly claim she was anything close to the kind of models and heiresses she’d pictured him with.#p#分页标题#e#
And yet now here they were, together as one, the world outside forgotten as everything that mattered was right here in this bubble of space and time. Driven by a desire so strong it made her heart pound like a bass drum, Keyonna stared deeply into his darkly passionate gaze in the mirror and said in a surprisingly steady voice, “Fuck me now, Nick. Fuck me here.”
Being a man of action as she expected, Keyonna was to have her wish granted in no time. Nick pushed into the small of her back and had her bent slightly forward, her arms holding her steady against the counter as she parted her legs. The next instant Nick lined up behind her and thrust himself into her slippery, twitching center. All it took was one smooth, high-powered motion and he was buried inside to the hilt.
Keyonna could hear them both cry out at the jarring contact. Nick’s hands were heavy on her hips, pulling her tight against him as he steadied himself inside her for a few moments as they breathed harshly, tensions rising. And then he withdrew only slightly, bending his knees and then plunging right back into her pussy at a whole new different angle. This time, Keyonna screamed.
Damn but that felt incredible, thought Keyonna as her walls seemed to vibrate around his cock like the shock waves of a sonic boom. Nick must have felt how tightly her walls gripped him, because he groaned deeply, gripping her hips so much tighter she could feel each imprint of his fingers. He continued to move with choppy, hard thrusts to her very depths, each angled lunge of his hips ensuring that his dick stroked every sensitive spot in her vaginal canal.