Sexy Snippets Vol 2

TEMPTATION

When he came, he withdrew. She gloried every time in the warm, sticky cum that spurted over her abdomen and breasts. But for all the joy it gave her, there was sorrow too. She longed to be filled with his seed. To feel the warmth of his essence mingle with her own.

He was more sensible, and when not in the throes of lovemaking she appreciated that, the fear of an unplanned pregnancy weighing on her mind.

She wasn’t sure what she feared most — the inevitable change a baby would bring to their relationship; or the change in herself, necessary for the complete and total dependence of another human being. Their relationship was one of spontaneity and independence, not order and routine. Would a baby tear them apart? Or would the change bring them closer together?

Though she feared the unknown; in those moments when her own hormones were raging and her body still high from the orgasms, she wished for him to lose his head and fill her, and damn the consequences.

A HUSBAND FOR A HOUSE

There it was. The reason she’d signed up for this marriage.

A crumbling mansion, out in the back of nowhere. Ivy covered cracked stone walls, window panes missing glass, doors hanging from their hinges. The home of her ancestors, once upon a time, before grandparents had crossed the sea to find a new life.

Her dream was to restore it to it’s full potential. She’d bought the property without thinking, was flabbergasted when she learned she needed a visa that they wouldn’t give her.

The solution — marriage. It was ridiculous, and yet when her new husband proposed the idea she’d jumped at it. He’d wanted to buy the property, too, his dreams for it’s renewal matched hers. He was local, had connections that would make the job cheaper. They promised to get divorced after it was done, take a wing each, keep out of each other’s hair.

It was certainly big enough for that.

But weeks working in close proximity — living, sleeping, eating together in the only livable portion of the building — brought them close, the excitement of their shared vision bringing them closer still.

Sneaked glances led to lingering gazes, limbs bumping accidentally-on-purpose, sitting closer together under the pretense of cold drafts.

Their first kiss was electric. His hands travelled her arms, the callouses on his fingertips merely building the need in her belly, to hold him and kiss him and take him, deep inside her.

It led to a frenzy; clothes ripped off and discarded on the dusty floor, desperate fucking on her old creaky bed, and his mattress on the floor. He took her from behind as they installed a vanity in one of the larger bathrooms, she rode him on the plush new carpet in the drawing room, he ate her out as she perched on the new kitchen bench, she sucked him off in front of the freshly installed mirrored walls of the ball-room.

With every room christened by their ravenous love-making, an invitation went out to all those who would come, a party, a celebration, a ceremony. A mansion restored, a marriage made official, a small bump showing the blessing of the child to come.

Two lives, made one.

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