tries her best to look serious but a giggle escapes before she finishes.
There’s a pair of new leather cuffs I placed in the nightstand earlier, anticipating using them tonight. I quickly scoop them up and make quick work of closing one side around her wrist. I thread the chain through the iron rung of the headboard and then fasten the remaining cuff around her other wrist. “Who’s in charge now, Leoncita?” I lick my lips; my eyes take in her restrained form. “Now you’re at my mercy. Just like I like you.” I climb back on the bed and kneel between her legs. “How do you want me to make you come, Leoncita? Do you want my mouth or my cock?” I ask, stroking my hard as steel length. If I don’t get inside her soon I’m going to fucking blow, but I’ll do whatever she wants. “What do you want amor de mi vida?” Love of my life. That’s what she is and now that she’s my wife I’m never letting her go.
“I want you inside me,” she says. I rub the tip of my cock along her slit and press into her clit, before sliding it back to thrust inside her.
“Is this what you want? I ask, pulling back and slamming inside her again.
“Yes,” she gasps.
The skin on her stomach is like satin against my fingertips while they trace up to pinch and tug on her nipples. Her hips buck up into mine and I lean down, connecting our mouths. My fingers dig into the depths of her long, dark hair, holding her head in place. Our kiss is hot and wet. It’s uncontrolled - it’s madness; just like my cock inside her pussy is. It’s a passionate frenzy as our tongues tangle and our hips repeatedly slam together. I loosen my grip on her hair with one of my hands and snake it down between our bodies to rub on her clit. I’m barely hanging on.
“Come for me, Leoncita.” My voice is gruff. My lips trace the bottom curve of her ear. “I want to feel my wife’s pussy squeezing my cock.” I can feel her starting to quiver around me and I know she’s right on the edge. I flick my finger back and forth over her clit and then pinch it between my index finger and thumb. She trembles from head to toe and her mouth opens with a moan. I jerkily thrust my hips as I empty myself inside her. A guttural groan leaves me. I can’t believe I just came inside my wife. I want to beat on my fucking chest like an ape. I want to tell the fucking world she’s mine. This pussy is mine and no one else will ever know how close to fucking paradise being inside her is.
I collapse on top of her, catching my weight on my elbows. I lean my forehead on hers while we breathe each other’s air in and out. I run my nose across the tip of hers and hold her face in my hands. “I love you more than anything, Leoncita. Thank you for marrying me and making me happier than I have a right to be.” I close my eyes and lay my head on her chest. I listen to her heartbeat and thank God, we found our way to this moment. I know I don’t deserve Kenna or the happiness I’ve found with her.
I’ve moved on from the shameful things I’ve done in my past, but they’ve never really left me. They’re always there, one step behind me - breathing down my neck - waiting for the opportunity to prove I’m no better now than I ever was.
I raise up and stare down into her eyes. “I’m going to be the best husband I can to you, Leoncita. I promise to make you happy.”
Kenna’s my redemption. I might learn to forgive myself for the sins of my past through her and the children I hope we have someday.
“I love you, Husband,” she whispers with a smile playing on her swollen lips.
The four best words I’ve ever heard.
Kenna’s warm body moving against me wakes me from my sleep. Her biteable little ass is tormenting my dick as she makes mewling sounds in her sleep. She must be having some dream. I pull her closer to me and cup her breast in my hand. My fingers tease her nipple and tug on it.
“Mm, good morning, Husband.” She places her hand over mine.