I didn't know if I could take it anymore.
"Shit," I whispered, my voice cracking against my control. "I don't know if I can," I breathed, my pussy throbbing around him like a heartbeat.
Nothing could compare to what I felt as Devale stayed inside of me..not moving. I was entirely aware of how filled I was while his body pressed against mine, leaving no room between us.
"Tell me to stop, and I will," Devale murmured, moving my hair out of the way to lay a kiss on my shoulder.
"Just say the word." He was breathless, and his voice strained.
I could feel his cum dripping out of me, tickling my inner thighs. Devale was still hard, pulsing inside of me as his breath fanned my skin in feather light strokes. I didn't want it to stop. Not when it felt as good as it did.
"Don't stop," I whispered, pushing my hips back. Devale groaned, tracing the tips of his fingers over the dent of my spine until his hand curved over my waist, finding its place just below my naval.
He pressed his palm onto my lower stomach, adding just the right amount of pressure and I moaned into the sheets. Devale massaged the area, and I was sure it was possible for me to cum just like that.
"So deep. I could stay like this forever," he said softly, interlacing his fingers with mine with his free hand.
His chest pressed into my back, my front flush against the sheets. Devale had me trapped, pinning me down with his body weight. Even if I wanted to move, I couldn't.
"Do you have any idea how good it feels to be inside of you?" Devale whispered, raising his hips and he slid out of me, leaving his tip just barely touching me.
"Bite that pillow, baby. You're going to need it."
"Fuck," I mumbled, grabbing the pillow and pulling it towards me.
"Two fucking months," Devale grunted, slamming back down onto me and I let out a strangled cry at the force of it.
"I'm not letting you go again." Another thrust. The pillow muffled my moans, but I had no time to catch a breath before Devale pulled out and entered me again.
He wasn't moving fast. His actions were slow but powerful and it had tears pooling in my eyes at the intensity of it. My entire body hiccupped with each stroke and my knuckles whitened as I gripped the pillow. My toes curled as tingles spread through my legs.
"You're going to make me cum again," I whispered, losing track of how many times I had an orgasm. His lips on my neck, his skin against mine, his flat palm pressed against my lower stomach it was extremely overwhelming, in the best way possible.
Devale removed his hand, and I felt his weight lessen as he held himself up.
"That's all I want. Just let me make you feel good," he murmured, and I was met with another thrust.
Cuss words fell from my lips, muffled by the pillow as I embraced the softness. It was a contrast against how hard Devale fucked me.
"You're making me feel so good," I croaked, meaning every word. Devale moaned and I felt the vibrations on my back.
He shifted, leaning on one palm and I felt him grasp my cheek, stealing a kiss from my lips. He stilled but stayed inside-pushing deeper than I ever felt him.
I groaned, and he swallowed every sound I made. We weren't kissing anymore. Our lips were touching, but just barely grazing as our breath mingled.
My eyebrows furrowed, unable to comprehend how fucking good it felt. I was starry-eyed, and it was all as a result of the man on top me.
"Don't stop," I breathed when I realised he wasn't moving. "Please," I added
Devale grabbed the pillow I had been holding. "Lift your hips."
I did as he asked.
Devale set the pillow underneath me, and gently pushed me back down. That way, my ass was a lot higher in the air.
"Perfect," he breathed, caressing my ass with his big hands. This time, when he moved, he wasn't going as slow.
In a blink of an eye, my orgasm hit me harder than I expected. And then another. I couldn't speak, I could barely remember my own name.
Devale didn't stop. He held my hips, fucking me as he chased his own orgasm until his cum spilled out of him, for the third time tonight .
How much stamina did he fucking have?
It was mindboggling. If I didn't put an end to it, he'd probably be inside of me the entire night.
With a moan, he slipped out and collapsed onto the bed next to me. My legs were numb and I laid there with the side of my cheek pressed into the sheets while I steadied my breathing. I felt Devale move just as my legs were separated.
"Devale—"
" Calm down baby, I'm just cleaning you up." He said letting out a low chuckle
" Never again, never again, never again." I kept repeating to myself as I catch my breath.
" Never again what? " he asked
" Never will I ever stay away from you for two months or any months after that. Shit. " I said
" I told you I had some pressure and that I was going to take it out on you. Why are we surprised here? " He asked.
" Shut up Devale, just shut up. " I said letting out a giggle.
I'm so happy to have my husband back.
