My hand came up to stoke her nipple and I could feel that they were leaking. I wanted them in my mouth so badly, but the thought of how awful it tasted entered my mind and I began second guessing myself.
My wife needed to feel special, like she had a part of me that nobody else could have. She needed to know that I loved every single thing about her more than I could ever love another person. I stared into her eyes as I stuck my tongue out and drug it over her nipple. She trembled against my mouth as I did it again. My other hand ran up the inside of her thigh and I could actually feel her spreading her legs for me. I pulled my mouth away and licked my lips.
Miranda was wearing sweat pants since her staples were still across her abdomen. I let her lay back and I pulled them off of her slowly. She laid on the bed in front of me naked and tried to cover her body up right away. I sat on the bed beside her and pulled her arms away from her body. My fingers traced from her neck down to her breasts. I circled her nipples causing them to get even harder. The palms of my hands slid under her breasts and over her sore belly. She was uncomfortable, but I loved every inch of her body. I gently placed small kisses all over her fragile stomach before reaching where the staples sat.
Miranda watched me as I kissed the staples closer to one of her hips and she continued watching me as I worked my way across every single one until I reached the other side. They were already healing and were so low that only I would ever be able to see them.
I knew she was still watching me and knew where I was headed. I let my chin press against the base of her pussy as I looked up to my wife. My head moved up and down making her moan as the friction from my stubble tickled her clit. “Tell me not to stop, Baby. Please tell me.” I let my tongue slide one time between her folds.
Her knees came up on the bed and I grabbed both of them with each of my hands.
While I waited for her permission, I kissed her inner thigh and intertwined one of our hands together. When she hadn’t answered, I looked up into her eyes. “I need my wife’s permission.”
“You have it,” she whispered.
My thumb separated her lips right before my tongue dove into her heat. I was trying so hard to be easy on her body, but the more turned on she got the hornier it made me. Pleasing my wife made me happy, but I needed to be inside of her and I knew we couldn’t. One good thing came out of Miranda’s C-section and that was that her perfect little pussy was untouched. I devoured her into my mouth, sucking and licking every single inch of it until she cried out and clenched her hands into the covers.
I kissed my way up her body, but it wasn’t fast enough as she grabbed me by my hair and pulled my mouth onto hers. I noticed two things. She was tasting herself on my mouth and she wasn’t holding back anymore. Miranda’s hands were all over my chest and suddenly diving down into my pants. I felt her nails sliding over my dick before she took it into her hand. When she pulled away from my kisses I got confused.
“What’s wrong?”
She looked down at my fully erect cock that she was still holding and broke into a crying fit again. “Babe, I’m so sorry, I just can’t do this. I can’t stop seeing you with her.”
Yeah, I pretty much went limp instantly and boy did I feel like a real piece of shit.
I pulled Miranda into my chest and held her tight against me. “It was too soon. I just miss you so much. I thought if we could reconnect, you wouldn’t have any more doubts. I’m trying so hard here.”
She sniffled and ran her fingertips over my chest. “I know. I’m sorry too. I do want you, Ty. I miss you so much it’s killin’ me inside. I just keep seeing it in my head. It won’t go away.”
I couldn’t be mad at her. I kept picturing it too. Over and over again I saw Heather sitting on my face. “I know. I hate this.”
She put her chin on my chest and looked up at me. I lifted my head on one of my arms and looked down at her. “Ty, we can get past this.”
My other hand ran through her beautiful blonde hair. “You can’t know that.”
“I do know, because I know you and I are forever. I can’t promise it will be tomorrow, but I know I can’t live without you. I can’t lay here with you and not be moved by your love for me. Whatever happened that night, it has nothing to do with our love, I know that for sure. I can’t forget, but I forgive you Ty. I forgive you because you make my life perfect. I forgive you because you’re the best father to our children. I forgive you because you’re a father to Bella, when you never had to be. I forgive you because when you touch me a fire ignites between us that nobody else could ever make me feel. I forgive you because I know in my heart that you’ve always belonged to me and because you always will.” She kissed my chest and let her head lay down against it.