[BL] Dear Hushand, I want divorce-Chapter 71: Carry me (M)

Ash’s pov ;

My heart hammered against my chest, the endless beat echoing in my ears as I nodded feverishly. My desire stirred unbearably as Elijah’s fingers found their way back to my quivering hole. With a low moan, I arched my back and surrendered to the pleasure as he slid one finger inside me.

"Fuck...y-yes!" I hissed through gritted teeth, the sensation overwhelming me as his finger moved in and out of me with stimulating speed. His thumb caressed my tight entrance, adding to the intense pleasure that was making me insane.

I feel myself getting lost in the moment, unable to control my thoughts as Elijah’s finger effortlessly glided in and out of my wet hole. His thumb provided a perfect counterpoint, sending delicious shivers down my spine. The intensity of it all made me writhe and moan uncontrollably, craving even more of his touch.

Elijah, sensing my desperation, withdrew his finger and stood up. "Are you ready to take my cock?" he whispered hoarsely, his voice like velvet against my skin.

I bit my lip in response, my whole body trembling with need as I gazed up at him. Without hesitation, he positioned himself between my legs and I could feel his throbbing erection poised at my entrance. Bliss shoots through me as my insides tingle, waiting for him to enter and satisfy that itch.

With one swift and powerful movement, he plunged inside, filling me with an electric surge of pleasure that radiated through every inch of my body. A loud cry burst from my lips as I was consumed by the intense pleasure, my nails digging into his back as I held onto him for dear life.

"Angh...mhmmn—ah!" he began to thrust, slapping his hips against my ass and driving himself deeper and harder with each stroke. Our bodies were slick with sweat and desire, the only sounds in the room were the ragged gasps of our breaths and the glorious slap of skin against skin.

I arched my body to meet each of his passionate thrusts, our movements perfectly synchronized as we both gave ourselves over to the intoxicating pleasure. Every inch of sanity was going mad from the spine curdling pleasure his dick was causing me. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me down with each plunge, and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, matching the rapid beat of my heart.

My head spun and my senses were overwhelmed, tears of pure bliss forming at the corners of my eyes as I held onto the mattress. With each forceful and commanding thrust from him was making my release build higher and higher until it was all-consuming.

"More...har—angh....harder!" I moaned desperately, and he increased the pace of thrusting in and out of my ass. My hole stretched unbearably and my insides were welcoming him with a thrilling itch, as if my hole was made to take his cock. "Please...don’t stop." And he didn’t. He continued to mercilessly pound into me, driving us both towards our explosive climax.

Elijah’s breath hitched as he pushed deeper me, the veins in his neck straining as he gritted his teeth. His powerful body loomed over mine, casting a shadow that sent shivers down my spine. "Fuck, you’re so tight, so perfect," he panted, his eyes locked with mine and filled with raw desire.

His thrusts grew harder, faster, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my heart racing like a wild animal as I rode the waves of ecstasy. His eyes gleamed darkly as he watched my reaction, his own arousal evident in the way his cock twitched inside me.

He picked up the pace, his hips slamming against mine with a primal urgency. My body arched off the bed, meeting each of his thrusts with equal fervor. The pleasure was almost unbearable, a constant rhythm of delight and pain that made me gasp and groan.

I could feel my resistance crumbling, my body surrendering and I cried out in a cracking voice as Elijah’s thrusts grew more forceful, more insistent.

His Sealed lips crushed mine in a fervent kiss, our bodies moving together rubbing against each other. The kiss was intense, each touch fueling the fire of passion that burned within me until I could no longer hold back and gave in to pure bliss. freewebnøvel.com

And then it came, a wave of pleasure so intense that left me breathless. My hole convulsed around Elijah’s cock, my muscles clamping down tightly as I reached the peak of my climax. An explosion of ecstasy coursed through me, filling me with an indescribable high that left me gasping for air.

But Elijah wasn’t done yet. His own release was imminent, his eyes gleaming with triumph as he pounded into me with renewed vigor. I could feel him getting closer and closer, and I wanted nothing more than to feel him come inside me, to know that I had brought him to the edge as well.

He moaned into my mouth as his orgasm overtook him, his thrusts becoming erratic and uneven as his body trembled with the force of it. I could feel his cock swelling within me, and then the warmth of his cum filled me.

As our climaxes receded, he collapsed on top of me, his chest heaving and sweat dripping from his brow.

The scent of our passion lingered in the air around us, a heady mix of sweat and sex that only heightened the intensity of the moment. We were both a mess, covered in each other’s fluids, but neither of us cared. We simply lay there, entwined in each other’s arms, lost in the euphoria of our connection.

The room faded away around us as we held onto each other tightly, our heartbeats slowly syncing up until they beat as one. And as I ran my fingers through his sweat-dampened hair, Eijiah’s breathing slowly returned to its normal rhythm, his panting fading into gentle sighs. The warmth of his breath caressed my neck, lulling me into a state of peacefulness as I marveled at how deeply I could lose myself in these moments with him.

"I should wash up," I whined softly, feeling the stickiness of our skin against each other. He chuckled and pulled back, giving me a few moments to catch my breath before gently pulling out.

I sat up, stretching my arms above my head and wincing at the dull ache in my lower back. It seemed like he noticed my discomfort as he lowered his hands under my knee and back, lifting me effortlessly in his arms and carrying me to the bathroom.

Surprised by my own actions, I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his broad shoulder. A faint flush spread across my cheeks as I clung to him so desperately.

But in this moment, with him being so caring and attentive, it felt like a reward for enduring his indifference for so long.

He set me down carefully on the edge of the tub and began running water, checking the temperature before adding some soap. My eyes couldn’t help but linger on his sculpted back and strong arms- his body was truly magnificent. And I somewhat felt proud that I was the only one who had seen it.

Standing still, I took my time to watch him work around the bathroom. Even with just simple tasks like running water or pouring soap, he exuded an air of grace and strength.

He turned his head to look at me over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

"Are you just going to stare, or are you going to join me?"

My cheeks flushed even deeper as I sulked slightly. "You can carry me in," I mumbled shyly and he gave me a quizzical look. Heat rose to my face as I quickly clarified, "I...mean I can’t move on my own yet."