The Husband Beside Me(71)

“Addie,” he tried to say something else but stopped when my hand finally touch his dick. The skin felt soft and smooth as I pulled it out. It was perfect, large and thick and curved to one side. I licked my lips as I stared at it. “Fuck, Addie, don’t look at my dick like that. I'm going to explode just seeing you,” Daimon grunted.

I grabbed onto the base and opened my mouth slightly as I slowly eased down his cock. Daimon groaned the instant my mouth touched him. My tongue slid up his shaft and along the seam until I reached the tip. I moved slowly. Daimon tasted bittersweet as the weight of his length rested heavily in my mouth. I whirled my tongue around his head, loving the spike in arousal building inside me being on my knees in front of him. I grew hungrier as I sucked on him. Daimon’s one hand rested on my head and slowly moved down to my face as he outlined my jaw, watching me as I devoured his cock. The look on his face was one of desire and adoration, further making me melt with obsession for him. His length grew hotter, scorching my mouth as I dove deeper taking him in as far as I could. “God…Addie,” he gritted through his teeth, grabbing onto my neck and holding me there.

“NO!” he spat out and pulled himself out of my mouth. His breathing was labored as he looked down at me.

He finally pressed the red button, making the elevator move again. He stood back gazing at me on my knees. I could hear a faint rumble from inside his chest. We stood frozen until the elevator doors opened. Daimon, with one swift movement, picked me up and pulled me to him, lifting me up as he carried me to the couch. We both flew onto the couch nearly toppling it over as we feverishly kissed and clawed at each other, ripping our shirts off.

“Fuck,” Daimon kept murmuring as he could barely control himself. I unbuttoned my jeans pushing them down my legs kicking them off. Daimon looked down and stopped. “Commando,” he growled with a smile. “I like.” I pushed him down, making him sit as I straddled him. “Hmmm…my Addie likes control. I like it even more,” he said under his breath. I wrapped my fingers around his cock and placed my pussy just above it. Daimon’s hands wrapped themselves around my waist and held on tightly as I lowered myself onto him. His head fell back on the couch. I closed my eyes feeling him inside me. I clenched around him once, earning me a small groan. Placing my hands onto his shoulders, I rode him roughly.

I wanted to thoroughly fuck him until I couldn’t stand it any longer. Daimon leaned his head forward and watched me as I bounced up and down on him, like I was a woman possessed. My pussy swelled and my clit ached but I delayed it, knowing Daimon needed more. I pushed harder and faster rocking my hips back and forth while Daimon latched onto my breast, sucking my nipple until I felt a slight sting. I sucked in my breath reveling in the pain. I plunged one more time and could not hold back any longer. My orgasm surged forward out of my control. I withered and shook as I came all over his shaft.

Daimon’s hands slid up my back and into my hair, pushing me down to kiss his soft and needy lips. He continued rocking slowly, working me up again. It felt heady and arousing as he moved leisurely. His tongue moved at the same pace, only escalating my need to orgasm again. “My Addie,” Daimon breathed as he picked up his pace and moved faster. My thoroughly worked pussy was consumed with the desire to come again. “That’s it, Addie, lose control.” I faintly heard Daimon say as I let my feelings take over. “Fuck.” Was all I heard as Daimon came hard. His cock pulsated inside me. I let out a low moan as I felt the wave ride through me. Daimon took my head again and kissed me, our bodies still leisurely moving, coming down from our high. Daimon slid out of me and I broke from our kiss.

“I thought I said no blow jobs from you,” Daimon smirked.

“Fine, I won’t do it anymore,” I shrugged, sarcastically.

“Ah, I don't think so, Addie. I see now you have been holding out on me. BJs are now a must in this family.” He said as he laughed. I stopped laughing the moment I heard the word family. I looked down at him and held my breath. “What? What is it?” he asked, his face confused.

“Family?” I asked quietly.

“Addie.” He pushed my hair back and smiled. “My Addie. You are my only family.” I lowered myself down and melted into his arms. I placed my ear on his chest and heard his heart beating wildly. His arms wrapped around me tightly and we both held each other.





My Gift


“I can’t believe you,” I shouted at Daimon through the phone, but all he did was laugh.

He had a package delivered for me. It was all in matte black with a small pink bow with a card addressed, Addie. I couldn’t contain my excitement. I’d never received any real gifts from anyone since Frank, and well, Frank’s gifts weren’t like Daimon’s.