Chapter Seven

Stephen

Once I’d shared everything with my girl, she seemed to relax a bit, enough to drift off to sleep.

I stayed with her, holding her close, offering her the comfort of my presence. I was relieved to see her resting, knowing the past few days had been tough on her.

As we lay there, the warmth of the fire contrasting with the snow-covered hills outside our window, I realized this was the most peaceful I’d ever felt.

I never complained about my life. It wasn’t perfect, but I made the best of what I had.

I was blessed with good friends and opportunities that some could only dream of. And now, I had my future wife sleeping peacefully next to me.

A woman who, despite my flaws, stood by me, loved me unconditionally, and gave me the strength to become the man I’d always wanted to be.

I was excited about our future and couldn’t wait to build it with her. I closed my eyes, content to just lie there with her.

After about an hour, I felt her start to stir. I opened my eyes, taking in the sight of her beautiful body sprawled across mine.

Her perfection never ceased to amaze me. The way she fit against my body, her beautiful face and hair spread across my chest, her delicate hands tracing patterns on my chest.

I was captivated by her. The way she touched me, the way she held me.

I found myself thinking about our future, imagining what it would be like to see her as the mother of our children, loving and nurturing them as she did me, raising them to be as strong and loving as she was.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t realize she was awake, looking at me. I felt her soft hand stroke my face and I looked down at her.

We locked eyes, sharing a moment of silent communication, smiling at each other.

“Hi beautiful,” I whispered.

“Hi baby,” she replied softly.

I reached down, cupping her face, and kissed her gently before pulling away.

“You make the cutest sounds when you sleep, you know.”

Her cheeks turned pink.

“Don’t be shy, baby. Your little purrs are the hottest.” I mimicked the sounds she made, “~Mmm, aw, ooo mmm…~”

“Stop it.” She playfully slapped my arm, burying her face in my chest.

“The only sound better is the ones you make when I’m inside you… ~Oh daddy, mmm yes.~ Go on, purr for me, momma.”

I loved teasing her, loved the blush that spread across her cheeks when she got embarrassed.

“I do not sound like that.” She pouted.

“Oh, you do. You purr so well for daddy… ~Mmm baby, yes, more! Oh yes, please!~”

She tried to push me away, but I pulled her back, placing her on top of me and tickling her as I continued to mimic her purrs in her ear.

“Baby, stop!” She giggled. “You’re one to talk–oh that’s right, you do! ~Yes momma, fuck daddy so good, ride him!~”

I stopped tickling her and pulled her up my body so she was straddling me, looking down at me. Her nails lightly scratching my chest and stomach.

“Who wouldn’t if you were wrapped around them, momma?”

“You’re such a pervert,” Trinity said, rolling her eyes and laughing.

She leaned forward and kissed my chest gently, her soft lips dragging across my skin.

“I’m ~your~ pervert,” I said, watching her tease my body. “Mm, momma, that feels nice.”

She stuck out her tongue, lightly brushing it across my nipple, making me shiver.

“Who’s the one moaning now, daddy?” she purred.

“Mm, I’m not ashamed to admit it. You always make me feel so good, momma.”

I felt her move further down my body, kissing my stomach with the same tenderness she’d shown my chest.

I couldn’t help but watch in awe as this beautiful woman, who was all mine, made love to my body, worshipping me.

She was my heaven, and I felt myself sinking further into the mattress as she explored every inch of me.

I felt her hips start to rock gently as she moved down to sit over my thighs, her tongue tracing my lower stomach as her hands softly rubbed against my rib cage.

She slid her hands down my body, gripping the hem of my shirt and pushing it up. I sat up slightly and pulled it over my head.

I felt her fingers trace the waistband of my track pants and boxers, then pull them down my legs.

I lifted my hips to help her slide them off, and she pulled them the rest of the way down before coming back to lie between my legs.

From here, I had the perfect view of my girl lying between my legs, her hair softly brushing against my thighs, her fingers lightly stroking them.

Her gorgeous ass was slightly lifted off the bed, and her beautiful eyes were looking straight at me. I felt myself start to twitch with desire for her.

She reached up, her delicate fingers slowly moving to my balls. I loved her touch there.

She touched me so gently, so tenderly. There was a little ridge there, and as she traced it with one finger, I shivered.

She dragged her finger all the way down to where my legs met, then back up, stroking me lovingly and carefully.

It was like being in a trance, her touching me like this, so sensual. I felt the heat rising in me.

All my focus was on her fingertips and the feel of her hands against my balls. She stroked them, softly and tenderly.

Finally, she rested her whole hand over them and left it there as she kissed the inside of my thighs.

After a brief pause, my hand came down, covering hers completely. I slowly started moving our hands, stroking my own balls and using her hand to do it.

When she slowly lifted her head, the first thing I saw was the erotic dance of our hands.

I moved our hands up to my cock, pressing her hand down on it so she could feel it hardening. My eyes roamed over her face, studying her, and stopped on her lips.

I reach out, tracing her lips with a single finger. I know my hand carries a faint scent of my own musk, and I see her shiver in response. I can tell my touch is making her pulse quicken.

Her tongue peeks out to taste my finger. I circle her mouth once more, then slide my finger slowly into her mouth, our eyes locked.

That moment! Her hand finds my cock, now hard for her.

She sucks my finger into her mouth, her hand beginning to stroke.

She nudges my legs apart with her shoulders, and I bend my knees to give her room to settle between my legs.

I scoot up the bed a bit for a better view and lean forward to kiss her, a deep, loving kiss. I cup her breasts, lifting them to my lips, then release them to move back down.

I watch as her hand trails down her body, stroking herself before bringing her hand back up and rubbing her wetness onto the head of my cock.

She kisses it, her lips just barely covering it. I gather up her hair, holding it out of the way as she lowers her head and takes my cock into her mouth, moaning as she fills her mouth.

She drools a little on me, sucking each time my head comes up, slowly along every inch, then strokes with her mouth quickly three, four, five times on the head.

She sucks just the head as her hand rolls my cock between her fingers, stroking it up and down. I want to devour her, but I take my time, letting her enjoy what she’s doing.

I feel the pleasure slowly building, the pressure teased and growing. She never stops kissing, licking, sucking, tonguing, stroking, and nipping. Occasionally, she moves to lick my inner thighs as well.

Watching my cock disappear into her mouth is driving me wild. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, she looks up at me, her lips wrapped around my cock.

I love it when she does this, when she lets me see it.

She’s brought me close and backed off a few times now. I’m panting, groaning louder.

I can hear her breath over the sound of her mouth sucking me, which makes me grunt and whimper, softly muttering words as I breathe out.

My legs straighten, splayed out on either side of her.

She licks my balls, taking them in her mouth, lowering my cock onto my belly where she continues to stroke it, rolling it with her hands, while her tongue curls around my balls and sucks on them.

I can feel my pre-cum oozing onto her fingers, and I know she loves it as her fingers concentrate on my head, rolling it on her fingers, letting it lube them up.

My cock is readying itself; I know I’m getting close.

She releases my balls and cups them to the base of my cock, then looks up.

I meet her eyes, watching her as she slowly and deliberately wraps her lips tightly around the head of my cock and takes me deep into her throat, all the way to the base.

I grit my teeth as I feel the greed and want growing in me. Each time she rises, I look into her eyes, watching as she flicks her tongue all over the swollen pink tip.

My face suddenly changes, my mouth contorts.

My hands tighten, no longer simply holding her long hair out of the way but gripping her head with handfuls of her beautiful hair in both hands right at the scalp.

I take control, pushing her head down hard, my cock filling her throat.

Holding her head right where I want it, I begin thrusting my hips faster and faster, fucking her mouth and throat, saliva everywhere, messy and moaning and wet.

Then I feel it, and I know she does too, the unmistakable spurt of cum into her mouth as my body finally releases.

I watch as she tastes the slick cream on her tongue, holding it in her mouth, milking the last drop as I groan her name wildly.

I can’t help but tell her how much I love her as I watch her wanting to taste all of me.

I see her look up, a beautiful smile spreading across her flushed cheeks before she opens her mouth and shows me the juice pooled on her tongue.

I shiver as that sight alone is enough to bring out the animal in me, and I watch as she tilts her head back and I see the smallest bit dribble from her lips.

This sight is driving me wild, she knows I love this, I love seeing my juice in her mouth and watching her swallow it. Watching her throat bob, I shiver one more time.

I pull her up into my arms and we kiss, and I can still taste myself on her lips and in her mouth. Deep, happy kisses that start reverently and end playfully.

“I love you, baby,” I say, catching my breath. “You’re incredible.”

“And I love you,” she responds. “Come on, big boy, let's get showered and dressed to meet the others.”