Page 50 of Surrender
Our lips crashed together, our lips and tongues intertwining in a passionate embrace. I stood with her from the table and carried her back into the bedroom. Clothes went flying, and in no time, we were both naked. When I slid into her, it was like sliding into home. The sounds of heavy breathing and low moans filled the room as I filled her repeatedly.
Hands gripped. Fingers groped, and nails clawed as I stroked her center with all the passion I could muster. Our eyes never left each others, and the intensity behind the stares was so fucking erotic that I almost couldn’t take it.
This wasn’t just sex.
I wasn’t fucking her.
I was making love to her… my woman… my wife.
“Jay… Jacob!”
Her whimpers only fueled me. My strokes went deeper while my pace remained steady. Hooking the bends of her knees into the crooks of my arms, I pushed her knees forward and leaned into her. Her arms came around my neck, and she held onto me for dear life.
She cried out as I buried my face in the crook of her neck and gently bit her. My hands threaded through her curly tresses, gripping handfuls of it.
“Oh God! Don’t stop… don’t… don’t stop!”
Stopping wasn’t on my agenda. I needed her to give me everything she had.
“Say it again,” I commanded.
“I love you… God, I love you!”
“I love you, too. So. Fucking. Much.”
I emphasized each word with a hard, deep stroke that stole her breath away.
“I’m gonna cum! Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”
Her cries of pleasure multiplied. Her nails dug into my back to the point where I knew I would have scratches. I didn’t give a damn. The shit hurt so fucking good. I felt her walls tighten around my hardness. Her pussy was juicing up, preparing to shower me in her essence.
“Here it comes,” I said, feeling the throbbing of her walls around me.
No sooner had the words left my mouth did she cum with a full body quaking orgasm. Her breath hitched, and her cries seemingly got stuck in her throat. With a final stroke, I shot my seed deep inside of her. For a moment, my body stiffened on top of hers. I lay there panting as heavy as she was.
She pulled my head to hers and kissed me slow, yet passionately. Soft moans poured from our lips into each other. No words needed to be said. I knew in this moment, she was truly made for me. She was the woman I’d waited for. The woman God himself hand-crafted with me in mind.
After a late start, Kachelle finally left the apartment to head to work, and I headed back to my place. When I walked in, I was in such a good mood that I managed to pack up my entire living room within two hours. I wasn’t sure if it was the I love you or the love-making session, but I was throwing shit in those boxes at lightning speed.
I decided to take break and give Brenda a call around eleven. When I told her I was ready to get back to work, I knew she would have something for me to do right away. She already had two illustrations lined up and a book event for next month.
She was about to pack on more, but I had to remind her that I was a newly married man and wouldn’t be tied down with work or away from home for too long. The moment I got off the phone with her, it rang. I just knew it was her calling back to try and talk me into something else. However, I was surprised when I looked at the caller ID to see it was my mother.
I hadn’t seen or spoken to her or my father since I touched back down. Neither of us had reached out, and honestly, that shit was hurting me. With a heavy sigh, I answered the call.
“Hey, Ma.”
“Hey, Jacob. Are you busy?”
“Not really. What’s up?”
“Open the door.”
I frowned as I got up from my desk and headed to the downstairs area of my loft. When I opened the door, my mother was standing there with a small platter of what I knew were her famous double fudge, chocolate chip cookies. She smiled softly as she extended them to me.
“Peace offering?”
I shook my head. “You can’t buy me with my favorite cookies… but it’s a start. Come in.”