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Julian

My wife still had her spasms in my arms, on the bed, I laid her down, a violent desire burned inside me. On any other night, I would already be inside her, owning her tight little pussy until I came inside her and felt her explode around my cock, but not that night.

That night was for her, it was supposed to be the best, so that she would remember how her wedding night had been. She looked at me, her green eyes were full of desire, I started to make my way over her beautiful body, climbed on the bed and positioned myself between her legs, lying on her soft and fragrant skin. Once again ignoring my aching cock, I started with small kisses on her inner thighs and then moved until I reached my target: her sex wet, pink and swollen from her recent orgasm.

With my tongue I gently contoured her pulsating clitoris, with deft movements I found her G-spot, she shuddered, her hands grabbed my head, and her nails dug into my hair.

It hurt a little bit but I ignored it, I concentrated exclusively on her pleasure, on making her eat. I feel ecstatic with the feel of her wetness on my lips, with every sigh and moan that escapes her lips as my tongue presses over her sex.

Once again she began to shiver, her thighs vibrating with tension, and I tasted her come as she cried out as she felt another intense orgasm, her hips lifting off the bed as she rubbed her pussy in my face. When she was finally calm, breathing heavily, I took her lips gently, making her taste her on my lips.

I wasn't done with her yet, not for a long time.

"You are so sweet." I whispered, feeling her shiver.

"Oh Julian…" She moaned my name driving me crazy, my cock throbbed in response to her, my balls were already sore with lust.

"So…fucking sweet…I want to fuck you so hard, but I won't…" I ran my tongue along her earlobe, causing her hands to grip my back, "Not until you come for me again. Do you think you can come for me, my goddess?"

"I can't take it anymore…" She gasped, twisting in my arms, her eyes nearly closed from exhaustion, she moaned once more as I placed her face down on the bed and trailed my lips down her spine.

"I need you to come again my love, I think you can…" I murmured, my right hand sliding down her body to feel her soaking pussy.

As my lips traveled over her shoulders down to her ass, I massaged her swollen clit with my fingers, and she started to pant again, I turned her around and brought my mouth close to her breasts. Her pink nipples were hard, begging for my touch, and I closed my lips over one nipple,

sucking hard. She let out a sound that was like a moan and a whimper, and I turned my attention to the other nipple, sucking on it until she was quivering beneath me, feeling the wetness of her sex flooding my hand.

Before she could reach her climax, I slid down her body and tasted her again, fucking her tight pussy with my tongue as her contractions began again. I licked her until her orgasm was completely gone.

I climbed on top of her again and pulled her face gently so that she could meet my gauze. Her eyes were half open as a result of her pleasure, I lowered my head, claiming her mouth with a deep and intimate kiss. At the same time, her arms wrapped around my neck, hugging me, feeling her breasts pushing against my chest, made my cock even harder.

Fuck. I had to have it. Soon. I continued kissing her as I pushed her thighs apart with my knees and positioned myself between them, pressed the head of my

cock against her opening, and gripped her hair hard, starting to slowly penetrate her.

She was small inside, her pussy tighter than

any I'd ever known before. The hottest and most delicious, addicted to me and made me go crazy with pleasure. I could feel her wet flesh engulfing my cock which was throbbing to bursting point, I was barely inside her and I was almost coming, numb with pleasure.

"I want you." she whispered with her

legs coming up to squeeze my hips. The movement took me deeper inside her, making me groan desperately. "Please Julian..."

His words destroyed any restrictions of going slowly so that it was unforgettable, who was I kidding? I was the one who taught her to come from hard fucking, wild sex. To hell with taking it slow. A low growl vibrated deep inside my throat, and my hand fisted in her hair as I began to thrust into her, savagely.

She screamed and her arms tightened around my neck, her body eagerly receiving my relentless attack. My mind was about to explode with the sensations, it was more than pleasant to be inside her, it was magnificent, inexplicable!

That right there, was exactly what I wanted, what I needed. She. Because I would never let her go. Never!

Our bodies collide causing noises, with the wet sheets stuck to our bodies I lost myself more and more inside her, Eloise intertwined her legs on my hips causing a greater depth of my limb inside her wet pussy. She reached her climax first, her pussy gripping me even tighter. She screamed and shuddered as she bit my shoulder in the middle of her orgasm, and then it was over, the explosion of pleasure washed over me as my seed shot out in spurts filling her insides until it spilled out.

Breathing hard, every muscle in my body was shaking from the force of my climax, while my body was covered in sweat. After a few moments, I gathered the strength to move, lying on my back on the bed bringing her to lie on top of me, her head on my chest.

It shouldn't be that intense again, not after the way we fucked before, but it was. It always was. And always would be.

There would never be a time when I wouldn't want her, when I wouldn't think about her. If I ever lost her... No! I refused to think about it. That would never happen. I would never leave her.

"Promise me again that you will be mine forever? I need to hear this constantly, I need to feed my addiction, my obsession, which is you." I asked looking at her with ardor and supplication.

" Julian, I've always been yours ." She declared and my chest shuddered beneath her. "From the first glance, I always have been and always will be. Forever."

MONTHS LATER...

Eloise

"Julian!" I screamed with the strong pain that hit me and when I felt water running down my legs. Then I had a strange fit of laughter.

"What happened my love?!" My husband asked with wide eyes, perhaps due to the fact that it was three in the morning.

"I think our daughter is going to be born..." I spoke with difficulty when another very strong pain took the lower part of my belly, the pain was so strong that I started to cry in the middle of the fit of laughter.

"Fuck, now what do I do?" Julian paled in front of me but his eyes held a glint of emotion.

"I'll change clothes, you get the baby's bag and we'll go to the hospital. Over there!" I moaned with another contraction.

"I hate to see you in pain, I'm sorry." He said and ran to get the bag.

"Sorry for what?" I asked as I took off Julian's shirt since none of my clothes fit anymore.

"I don't know love, I'm sorry for anything." I noticed her panic and the urge to smile was greater.

As soon as I changed my clothes, Julian picked me up and ran down the stairs like a madman.

"Calm down my love, I can walk." I spoke in an amused tone to calm him down, he was more nervous than me, it seemed he was the one feeling the pain.

"Shut up, I want to take care of you, can't I?" He asked and I felt guilty, I felt stupid and ignorant.

"Sorry..." I said in a soft tone.

"There's nothing to apologize for, now let's go because I'm dying to see my daughter." He exclaimed smiling.

When we got in the car, he started immediately, not without looking at me and smiling at me, so beautiful my love held my thigh with his free hand while driving with the other, with each contraction, which was one stronger than the other, he would look at me and tell me that everything was going to be okay, that when I looked at our little girl it would all be worth it and he couldn't be more right.

When we entered the maternity ward, a nurse came to do the touch exam and said that my little one was very anxious and already wanted to leave, when a last contraction came, it was the worst of all, tears came down from my eyes and I cried compulsively, my middle belly hardened, but when I felt the arms of the love of my life around my belly the pain automatically softened. He talked to our daughter throughout my pregnancy, he always calmed her down when she got agitated in my womb and so he did at that moment, started talking to her while looking at me with concern.

He was by my side the whole time, he cried with me, he took a deep breath with me, he got emotional with me, he kept calm when I got nervous because of the unbearable pain, he felt my pain. There would never be another man in my life besides Julian, he had everything a woman could want and I was privileged, I loved him with all my strength, I would never let anything separate us.

"That's it my love, breathe and you can scratch my hand, my arm, you can hit me, do whatever you want to me so that maybe that will ease some of your pain." He said with teary eyes. "Hate to see you in pain, it fucking sucks!" He exclaimed and hugged me.

"I can take it my love, I can take it." I whispered and hugged her warm body.

In the delivery room he was there beside me, saying words of comfort when the first pain came, the second, and in each pain it was a greater force I did, in the third I could hear the strong and loud cry of my chubby baby .

Our sobs could be heard across the room, mine and Julian's for the immeasurable happiness of seeing our little princess's face for the first time, it was exactly like in our dreams, her hair was red and her eyes blue, the true meaning of perfection.

It was the best and greatest feeling in the universe, the purest and most complete, it was what was missing in our lives, it was the will to care forever, to look at it at all times, to give the world, to protect, it was an immeasurable and inexplicable love, which I only started to feel when I saw my daughter. Heavens! I could hardly believe that it was I who had generated it, that it came out of me, the satisfaction was so much that I could only smile and cry with joy. Like Julian, my love had promised it would be.

My husband was no different from me, I had never seen him so moved in all our time together, his eyes were locked on her, on our little gift, it had a different glow, it was beautiful, it was pure, it was a father's love, it was the pleasure of seeing a piece of him in our arms, the satisfaction of seeing his likeness so stark, it was love, love and love.

Our Julie .