Rescued By Nova

Chapter 16

The next morning, I slept in until 10. It has been at least 10 years since I have slept in for no reason. When I slowly opened my eyes, I was still wrapped in Joey’s arms, my back to his chest. I could feel his love seeping all the way into my bones. I could also feel something else poking into my lower back.

“Good morning Beautiful” was the first thing out of his mouth

I sighed with contentment. I was too happy to even form a coherent sentence.

Before I could even form a full thought, he was kissing my neck. Attention from Joey in the morning was divine, he sucked and nipped at all the right places. He stayed behind me and reach around caressed my n*****s before moving a hand down to my c**t.

He sucked in a breath “You are already dripping for me baby”

He stuck two fingers in my p***y. I groaned with pleasure. My body twitching and pulsing in response to his touch.

“f**k Joey, I want you inside me” I hissed out.

“Yes Ma’am” was all he said with chuckle.

Without moving from behind me he thrust his c**k deep into my p***y in one swift motion. Holy s**t, This angle brought on a whole new wave of pleasure. His hand was teasing, pinching, and flicking my c**t, he thrust in and out of my p***y in a fast and steady pace. I was going to c*m fast. I was never going to last if he kept this up.

“f**k Joey, I’m going to c*m”

Seconds later I had one of the most amazing orgasms to date. But he was relentless. I thought it was never going to end. He f****d me until I squirted all over his rock hard c**k. As soon as I did. He came inside me. Filling my p***y with his c*m. I have never been so turned on by our c*m mixing with each other inside my p***y. He is the only man that has ever been able to make me squirt, and he has been able to make me squirt multiple times. I am really going to enjoy spending the rest of my life with this man. He better have been serious when he said that.

He pulled out of me and got out bed only to pull me towards him, wrap my legs around his waist, my arms around his shoulders, and pick me up.

“We have lots to do today my love, let's get showered so we can start our day.” And with that he carried me into the shower. I’m glad he had a good hold of me because I could have just melted in his arms.

The shower in cabin had been updated in the remodel and they didn’t leave anything out. It was an huge walk in shower, marble tiled walls, glass doors, and a rain forest style giant shower head. He set me on the counter just long enough to reach in and turn the water on so it could get warm. He was back in front of me in a few seconds. As soon as he stepped between my legs his mouth was on mine. I don’t know where he learned to kiss but they taught him well. When he finally pulled away, I didn’t even know my name and would have followed him anywhere. He picked me up again and carried me to the shower. He set me down under the water, when my hair was wet, I reach for the shampoo, but he stopped me.

“You aren’t allowed to touch anything. You are my queen, and I shall treat as such. Let me do it.”

Holy s**t. Where did this man come from? There isn’t another man in the world that has every turned me on like he does.

He took the shampoo and squeezed some into his hand. He started at the top and gently massaged the shampoo from my scalp all the way to the ends, stopping to place kisses on my neck, shoulders, back, whispers erotic promises in my ears, by the time he was rinsing the shampoo I was almost ready to come unglued. But he was not even close to being done. He picked up the conditioner and repeat the same process. Taking his sweet time. I never knew shampoo and conditioner could be so damn sexy.

Next it was time to wash my body. I wasn’t even sure I wanted it washed at this point. I was bursting at the seams. I was so turned on was already it almost painful but the desire to be touched by him was even bigger. He picked up the bottle of body wash, but not the loofah. When I quirked my eyebrow at him, he explained he didn’t need a loofah. That made perfect sense. He squirted some body wash in the palm of his hand, but before he touched me, he turned and kissed me. Oh, his kisses were going to be the end of me. Before the kiss ended, he started washing. He started at the base of my neck massaging in sensual circles. He kissed, massaged, caressed, nipped, tugged, licked, and rubbed every single inch of my body at least 3 times. Until I was begging him for a release. I was leaned forward with my hands on the bench, as he washed me for the 3rd time.

“Please Joey, I need you, I need to c*m, f**k me” I begged

“All you had to do was ask” He said in a simple tone.

And He thrust his c**k deep in my p***y right where I was standing. I came almost instantly, as his c**k filled my p***y, but he was just getting started. He f****d me like I had never been f****d before. He pinched and tugged at my c**t in a relentless fashion and thrust in and out of my p***y as deep and as fast as my body would allow. I came over and over and over again. I squirted not once, not twice, but three times. By the time he finally filled my p***y with his c*m he was holding me up because my legs would no longer support me. I was done. He held me close and grabbed the loofah with some soap on it. He cleaned us both up while basically holding me up in the shower. He wrapped me in a towel, then he picked me up and carried me back to the bed. He held close and placed loving kisses as I drifted back to sleep.

A few hours later I woke up with a groan. My body ached and I was sore for all the right reasons. When Joey rolled me over and kissed me silly, I almost forgot who I was again. I finally pushed him away, “Hands off mister, I won’t be able to walk tomorrow and don’t think I can handle another round today.” As much as I wanted to f**k him a hundred more times in a hundred different ways, I was mostly serious. My body needed a break.

He laughed and held his hands up in surrender. “Yes ma’am” was his reply.

We both got out of bed and got dressed. We ate breakfast together, technically now it was an extremely late lunch. We watched Nova romp around the yard, we talk about Nova and Crisis City but kept the conversation light. I was enjoying him being here. I loved sharing my home with him. Having him in my bed. I even loved that Greg and Diana approved of him. That means more to me that they will ever know. But eventually we will have to talk about the serious stuff. I just wasn’t sure what the result of that would be. So, I was putting it off as long as I could.