I burst out laughing. “Oh, my God,” I gasped. “Don’t make me laugh when I’m tryin’ to fuck you.”
“You want to fuck me? First, I dance.”
He let go of my dick and tweaked my nipples, beginning to undulate his hips, brushing over my groin with his own dick each time he made a pass. I got even harder if that were even possible. Holding onto him, I dug the fingers of both hands into his hips as I gazed at his gorgeous cock straining the silky fabric of the bikini bottoms as he made pass after pass. I stared into his brown eyes, falling into the deep depth of them as the frotting got me even harder. When I reached up and rolled both of his nipples, he gasped and groaned. God, I loved it when he made those sweet, little whimpering noises.
“Come on, Cachi. Take off them pretty little bottoms.” I reached for the waistband and hooked both thumbs in it, pulling it down as I watched the head of his cock pop up and over the top. His cock was a seductive tanned length, leaking from the slit, and just about the prettiest thing I’d ever seen. I groaned. “Damn, Cachi. Would you look at that.”
He reached up with both hands, putting them behind his head and arching backward as he continued surging over me as if moving to music only he could hear in his head. I pulled the bottoms down as far as they’d go and growled in frustration. He stared down at me with a twinkle in his pretty, brown eyes.
“You like my dance, Rex?”
I nodded. “You bet, Cachi.” I tugged at the bottoms again. “If you don’t take these off, I’m gonna rip ‘em.”
He chuckled and stood up on the bed. He pushed the little bikinis down on his thighs, flopping his cock and balls out, gyrating his hips as his hard dick danced in the air, bouncing off his stomach. Stroking the length, cupping his balls. He turned around, wriggling his ass, then threw me a wink over his shoulder as he pushed his bikinis to his knees and bent over. He slowly slid both palms down his ass, over the globes, where he stopped, parting both cheeks.
I stared, transfixed at the sight of his tight, little, brown bud, as he bent over, giving me a better view. He was so damned sexy, I could barely stand it. I took hold of my cock which felt like a steel rod in my fist and pumped it slowly. Cachi swayed to the music playing in his head as he slid one hand between his cheeks and began fingering his hole slowly. He smiled seductively at me. “Now, you fuck me, Rex?”
“Cachi,” I croaked out. “Get down here, now.”
He shimmered the bikinis down and flicked them off his foot, dropping down gently on my groin. I reached up and began to tweak his nipples, drawing a long, low groan out of him.
He leaned down and fused our mouths, using his tongue so perfectly that after a minute or so, I was close to coming, hands free. When he finally pulled his mouth away and sat back up, we were both panting.
We gazed at each other as he grabbed the lube and drizzled a nicely sized circle into his palm. As he rubbed it over the head of my cock, I felt every bit of it. The sensations of his fingers as he slicked me felt amazing. I’d given a lot of thought to how awful it might be if I was never able to feel this over the last threemonths, so just the touch of his tight grip as he spread the lube over me, made me thankful all over again.
“Come on, sugar,” I finally gasped. “I need to get inside your perfect body.”
He leaned down and kissed me again, smiling against my lips. “Yes, Rex. You fuck me.”
Before I could say anything more, he’d leaned back and grabbed my cock, moving until I was positioned at his tight entrance. The sensation of his closed pucker against my slit was amazing. He began pushing down, leaning over and taking my lips again just as the head of my cock slipped inside. We kissed deeply, passionately. I put every bit of my longing for him into the kiss. He was everything to me and I wanted him to know it.
I felt his body clamp down on me and then relax, as if he was trying to milk the come right out of me. I grabbed onto his hips and pulled him fully onto me in one long slide. He grunted against my mouth and then broke the kiss with a gasp.
“Rex, you feel so big!” he cried as he bottomed out.
I watched the emotions play over his features. It was sexy and intimate, everything I’d been missing during our separation over the last few months. I’d missed the way he touched me but also the way he talked to me, the sweetness of his accented words. I clenched my ass cheeks, still amazed that I could feel that. He began riding me slowly then, moving on and off my hard dick as he kept his gaze locked with mine. When he began crying out, I grunted, overwhelmingly proud that I could do that to him, excite him that much.
Cachi leaned down and took hold of my nipples, twisting and rolling them in his fingers. It felt wonderful, and even better than that, the familiar tingle in my lower back that usually preceded a climax was a welcome feeling.
“Gonna come, sweet thing,” I gasped. “Oh, yeah…the way you move is just…yeah…move just like that.” I let out a long groan.
He nodded, reaching down and taking hold of his cock as he began to stroke it. I took his hand off and replaced it with my own, watching him seek his own pleasure, as he fucked my hand with his slick, hard cock. I kept my eyes glued to the string of precome that connected the head of his dick to the tiny puddle steadily growing on my belly. It looked beyond sexy as I stroked his cock in earnest.
I clenched my ass cheeks again, unable to pound him the way I wanted. For now, I’d have to just let him drive us to the end which at the moment…felt just fine with me.
“Oh, Rex!” he suddenly groaned. “I coming.” I watched his cock avidly. I adored seeing his excitement at the fucking, or the penetration, at whatever he was feeling. Whatever it was, when he finally screamed and then shot, I reveled in the sight. Spunk shot from the slit, arcing up and then dropping over my chest and abs in a decadent display…and all I needed to see as my own release barreled in on me. I felt my orgasm hit, felt the climax as I began to come, pouring myself into him. The sensations felt new to me, like I’d never felt them before, and I reveled in them.
“God, Cachi,” I growled. “You’re so fuckin’ pretty when you come…can’t hold back.” Another wave of climax washed over and through me as I kept stroking him, watching his dick as I milked the last of his orgasm onto my belly, leaving a decadent mess.
I gasped, sucking in breath, trying just to pull in enough air to live as I held onto him while he heaved above me. His rasping panting was so sexy to my ears; it made me feel alive all over again. He’d done this to me. He’d been the reason I’d come backfrom paralysis and pain. It’d been Cachi whom I’d needed all along.
As he smiled and then leaned down, relaxing over my body as my cock slowly slipped free, I took his mouth in a grateful kiss. His love was a gift I’d selfishly ignored for too damned long. I kissed him slowly and deeply, never wanting to let go, never wanting anything to come between us again. When he finally came up for air, he stretched out over me. I ignored the wetness sliding between us, just holding onto his back as he stared down at me with devotion and passion and so much love in his eyes.
I reached up, framing his beautiful face with my hands as I stared into those damned beautiful eyes. “Marry me, Cachi.”
He smiled at me with dancing eyes. “You like to marry me, Rex?”
I nodded. “You know how much I love you, don’t you, sugar?” I watched him closely as he saw the truth. He nodded slowly.