Brothers Black: Wyatt the Heartbreaker

by Blue Saffire

  “The only way I’ll be whole is if I start acting like I am still living. That means being with my husband, going back to work. Wyatt, you haven’t been to the office in months. I know you miss it. I see your face at Sunday breakfast. You miss your brothers,” I cup his face. “I’m ready, Baby. I’m ready to start living again. I’ve taken away both our lives and it is time we get them back.”

  I give him a self-satisfied grin. It may have taken me a while, but I am proud of the steps I feel I can make. I lie on his chest giving him time to think. I know he won’t rush me into anything, but my words need to set in.

  “Babe,” I call after he has been quiet for too long.

  “Yeah,” he answers cautiously.

  “When are you going to make good on your promise?” I ask trying to make my voice as sexy as I can. It really bothered me to find him needing to pleasure himself. If I have learned nothing else, I have learned that life is short.

  Wyatt and I are still newlyweds, relatively young newlyweds. There is no reason for the routine we have fallen into other than me being selfish in my grief. I know he doesn’t see it that way, but that is how I feel. I know my mom wouldn’t want this for me, for us.

  “Which promise is that,” he asks sounding amused this time.

  I lift my head again and look at him. I give him a shy smile as I answer. “The promise you made to turn me out,” I reply and bite my lip.

  That sexy smile that I am just realizing how much I miss appears on his face. He lifts onto his elbows and tilts his head to the side. His eyes search my face before he flops back down on the bed.

  “You’re not ready,” he smirks up at the ceiling, but I know he is turned on by the thought as his pajama pants start to tent.

  I bite my lip knowing I need to set things right with my husband. As if knowing my thoughts he wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me down onto the bed beside him. He kisses my forehead then repositions us to the way we were before I started talking.

  We fall into a comfortable silence and I retreat into my thoughts again. I really need to get my shit together. Wyatt wants kids. He’ll be turning thirty-one soon. At some point, we should start talking about the family he used to hint around about.

  My thought stops in their tracks and I gag. “What the…oh my God, Wy, did you just fart,” I hiss out.

  He presses his lips holding back a laugh. “Baby, don’t even act like I don’t know that you are still sneaking to the second floor every time you have to take a shit,” he chuckles and shrugs. “We’re married, get over it.”

  I just stare at him. I blink a few times then stare at him again. Then because it feels so right and I can’t help but do it. I laugh, hard. I throw my head back and laugh for the first time in seven months. Tears spring to my eyes and for the first time they are not tears of sadness and sorrow.

  He is right, I sneak up to the second floor every time I have to do some serious business. I take the spray and all and make like I just need something from one of the guest rooms, but in reality, I am still too embarrassed to do my business with my own husband around.

  “Dude, that was so gross, Wy,” I snort.

  He cups my face and kisses me passionately. My laughter and his offense are forgotten. He hasn’t kissed me like this in so long. I whimper into his mouth and wrap my arms around his neck.

  “I missed your laugh so fucking much. You’re so beautiful when you’re laughing,” he groans against my lips.

  I can hear the pain in his voice. It just cements what I know. This has taken a great toll on us. I run my fingers through his shorter hairs vowing to myself that from this moment forward I am going to work to be as good a wife to him as he has been a husband to me.

  “Wyatt, I’m ready. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me like you never have before. The way you have always dreamed of having me. Then I want to make love to you,” I whimper back.

  He moans, grabbing my waist to still me as I try to wiggle into his lap. He looks into my face running his fingers over my cheek. I see him warring with his needs, my request, and what he thinks I need. In truth, I need him and I tell him so.

  “Please, this is what I need, Wyatt. I need you to make this all better the way only you can,” I plead.

  “Fuck,” he breathes heavily. His lips are on mine once again and his kiss is filled with so much need and want.

  His hands go to my breasts and he cups them weighing them in his hands as if this is his first time testing their weight. I arch my back into him as my breasts strain against my t-shirt and my nipples harden. He pinches one and rolls the other.

  I moan into his mouth as my body catches fire. I didn’t realize how much I need this as well. Wyatt pulls my t-shirt over my head and bends his head to capture one chocolate tip between his lips.

  His hand moves to pull my sleep pants down my legs before he tosses them over his shoulder. I am crying out and bucking off the bed when he skims his knuckles across my wet and aching sex. By the time he actually pushes two fingers into my tight heat, I am a quivering mess.

  Damn, I miss this. He makes his way down between my legs, kissing my mound on the way down. “Shit, I love when your pussy is bare,” he rasps as his lashes flip up and he looks at me through them. “Did you know I was going to eat this pussy and teach it my name all over again?”

  “Oh God, Babe, that feels so good,” I moan.

  “Do you trust me, Baby,” he asks as he continues his assault on my pussy. I am speechless, words won’t form on my lips. “Tell me Nellie, do you trust me,” he says more gently.

  “Yes, yes I trust you,” I whimper.

  “Good because it’s time you see where your man can really take you. I’m going to make you cum, Baby, but when I start I am not going to stop until neither of us can cum anymore,” he hisses before licking a trail from my inner thigh to behind my knee. He starts a trail back up, sweeping my pussy as he passes, making his way up my stomach, over one breast and all the way up to the side of my face.

  ~B~

  Wyatt

  I hadn’t planned to make love to Nellie so soon, but the thought of making her completely mine again and filling her with my baby pushes what I really want to the forefront. I want Nellie my way. I want her clawing the sheets, screaming my name, taking my cock with true fire and wanting. I want to show her all the pleasure I will bring to her body nonstop for the rest of her life, and I mean all the pleasure I’m capable of.

  If she thinks I have taken her to limits, she has never known so far, she is in for a massive treat. Freak is not the word to describe me and my desires. I will turn Nellie inside out. I smile as I think of the pleasure I have yet to show her.

  I lick my lips as I think of all the things I want to do to her. As I lick my way up her body, I haven’t pulled my fingers from her tight pussy.

  I feel her tighten around my fingers and groan in satisfaction. I don’t stop even as her legs turn to jelly and fall open limply. Adding a third finger to her tight hole, I work her next orgasm from her fast and hard.

  “Oh God, Wyatt,” she whimpers.

  “This is just the beginning, Sexy. I hope you are ready for what you asked for,” I chuckle darkly.

  It is time we had some fun. I plan to drive the pain away with each stroke, every touch. I love the feel of her beneath me, and her sweet scent is driving me insane with need. After bringing her over the edge once more, I lick my fingers clean to get my second taste of her in so long I don’t even want to think about it.

  As she recovers, lying on the bed, I head over to my closet for a few things I will need. I strip down in the closet before going for my stash. I look around and note that I love having her things with mine. It is a reminder that she is real and I married the woman I really want to give my life to.

  I smile to myself with that thought. I collect my cuffs, a blindfold and something special for later tonight. I saunter back into the bedroom to find Nellie on the bed sitting up on her elbows, watching me. She bites her l
ip as she watches my cock that is pointed straight at her. A crooked grin twists the corners of my lips. I walk over to the side of the bed and place the toys on the nightstand.

  Nellie tears her eyes away from my rod to look curiously at what I have. I see her rise a worried brow before she turns her questioning eyes back to me. I just give her a mischievous smile as I grab the cuffs.

  “Come here, Baby,” I purr at her.

  Nellie crawls over to me, stopping at the side of the bed in front of me. I cup her beautiful face with one hand, leaning into nibble at her full lips. I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and groan as her tongue darts out to lick my lips.

  I pull away because if we keep at it like this, I will forget about all of my plans. “Turn around, Angel,” I command.

  She is a bit hesitant at first but turns her back to me. I reach for both her shoulders and slide my hands down her arms to her wrists. I let the cool cuffs tease the skin of her left arm as my hands make the trip.

  Nellie’s head falls back. I watch as I become entranced by the feel of her skin and the sight of my lighter hands on her smooth coffee skin. I tug her wrists behind her back gently and swiftly lock the cuffs in place. I love the sound of her breath hitching with the action.

  I place kisses to the back of her neck and down one of her shoulders. Dropping to my knees, I move my kisses to her ribs. I learned a long time ago that her ribs are a major trigger when her skin is stroked just right. I use my lips and tongue to stroke the fire within her, as I reach between her legs and stroke her wet pussy lips with my fingers.

  When I feel her juices soaking my fingers, I slip two fingers in to pull her next round of orgasms from her. Her pussy is so hot and juicy; I can’t wait to slide inside with my cock. With my free hand, I slide it up to the center of her back and nudge her gently so that she is lying face down on her knees.

  I smack her ass as she comes all over my fingers. Lying this way her pussy is wide open for me to do as I please. I dive in face first and eat her like she is harboring my last meal between her sexy thick thighs. I make love to her sweet candy with my mouth. I have never enjoyed eating pussy so much in my life.

  I groan into her folds as she whimpers into the mattress. She tries to wiggle away from me, but I grab two hands full of her ass. I hold her in place as I swirl my tongue around her clit, before making a pass over her slick folds to her tightly rung back entrance.

  Oh yes, in my book that is an entrance. Before the night is over, she will know the pleasure of having me everywhere. Nellie shudders and groans wiggling her ass away once again. I slap her ass with one hand while holding her cheeks open with the other as I continue to probe her tight hole.

  Her head thrashes back and forth against the bed. Her sexy moans and whimpers fill the air, and it is like a symphony to me. I wiggle my tongue in her tight hole.

  “Wy,” she gasps and moans.

  “You like that, Baby,” I croon.

  She just moans, I have her right where I want her as I suck at her swollen, drenched lips before lounging for her throbbing clit. She cries out as she rides her way through another round of multiples. I love this shit, but I am losing control.

  My cock is leaking and hard as a rock. I’m so hard it hurts. I lift to my feet once again, looking down at my baby as her back heaves while she sucks down some much-needed air. She looks so perfect. I don’t want to rush her into anything, so I decide to start us out slow.

  I clench her hands in one of mine and lift her into a sitting position with her back still toward me. I pull her head back with my free hand and crush my lips to hers. As my tongue plunges into her mouth, she groans at the taste of her own juices on my mouth.

  I free her hair and hands, stepping back a little. “Turnaround for me, Baby,” I command.

  She slowly obeys, but this time, her speed is due to the restraints, and her wrung out body from orgasm after orgasm. I grab the base of my shaft and start to stroke it. I lick my lips and her taste bursts into my senses all over again causing me to groan.

  Nellie’s eyes snap up from my cock to my eyes. I smirk and move closer to the bed. It’s time to teach my girl all the fun we can have.

  “Lick the tip of my cock, Baby,” I order.

  Her eyes go wide before she looks down at my massive erection. I see her brows wrinkle, and I know she is thinking of the piercings. I place the tips of my fingers on my free hand under her chin while still stroking my dick. I lift her head, so her eyes are on mine.

  “Do you trust me,” I say.

  “Yes,” she nods.

  “Just lean forward, Baby. Lick the tip, suck on the head,” I say huskily.

  She nods again, moving back a bit on the bed before leaning over and dipping her head. Her little tongue peeks out, and she swirls it around the tip. I groan as my head falls back. I continue to stroke the base as she swirls her tongue again and then I feel her lips wrap around just the tip.

  I lift my head and look back down to watch her full lips wrap around my cock. It is a beautiful sight to see. I leak onto the tip of her tongue, and she circles my tip with her tongue once again. My mouth drops open when she twists her body and tilts her head at an angle so that she can lick the underside of my shaft gently, careful of the bars.

  I groan, reaching for a handful of her curls. “Spit on it,” I growl as I right her into her original position.

  She looks up at me through her lashes with questions in her eyes. She is so gorgeous, her lips are wet, and my precum is sitting right on her plump lower lip. I narrow my eyes at her for questioning what I want.

  “Now, spit on my cock,” I command. I see the desire flare in her eyes with the order. Fuck, if I don’t get in her soon I am going to nut on myself.

  ~B~

  Nellie

  I am so turned on right now. I always love going down on him, but this is something different. I know I have given him all control. I needed this a long time ago, for him to lead me out of my darkness by giving me what I never knew I even needed.

  I know he would never hurt me. He would never push too far. I don’t let my thoughts go there. I don’t want my past anywhere near this.

  I had reservations when I saw that his bars are in, but I am careful not to harm either of us. I lick my lips and taste his pre-cum before I build the courage to spit on his big fat swollen cock. The veins roping around it bulge angrily. His tip is hues of red and purple; I know he is holding back, but it won’t be for much longer.

  I do as he asks, and I am rewarded with a deep growl from his throat. I peek at him through my lashes again, and he is smiling wide at me. I wish I could put my hands on him. He is absolute perfection in the flesh.

  His tight abs contract as he strokes himself slowly. His powerful thighs keep him standing tall above me as his feet are spread wide in a domineering stance. I want him. I want him like I have never wanted him before.

  “Turn around, Baby,” he growls as if he is thinking the same thing.

  I scoot around on my knees until my back is to him once again. He gently places a blindfold over my eyes and my pulse increases from the unknown. This time, I lie down, turning my face to the side and lifting my ass in the air for him. Wyatt grabs my waist and slides me back to the edge of the bed.

  This is not the gentle Wyatt from the first night I let him take me or from any of the numerous times he has taken me in the past. He slams into me, and we both cry out. I am so wet he slides in and out easily. His hands latch onto my hips pulling me back into him as he pounds into me.

  I am lost. All my senses are honed in on the sound of his breathing, the feel of his touch, and the amazing feeling of being stretched and filled by him. The thrill of the bars in his shaft massaging my g-spot with each drive of his hips is turning up the intensity of my pleasure. Between him slamming into me, his balls smacking against my clit with each thrust, and the direct stimulation of my spot I have no doubt that I have lost my mind. I feel my body coiling for a powerful release.

  “Come,” h
e commands as he slaps my right cheek.

  ~B~

  Wyatt

  Her body detonates right on command. Her channel has a vice grip on my shaft as she goes over and I don’t try to stop myself from following. I know I will be ready to go in a moment. This is Nellie she keeps me in a constant state of arousal.

  Nellie turns to bury her face into the mattress as she cries out her orgasm, but that just won’t do. Her moans and cries of pleasure belong to me. “Oh no,” I grunt. With one hand, I grab the chain linking the cuffs. With the other hand, I grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back until her back bows.

  “I want to hear that shit, Baby,” I groan as I throb inside her spurting rope after rope of cum deep inside her. I can still feel her spasms rolling and squeezing the hell out of my cock.

  “Wyatt,” she screams, and it brings a smile to my open lips.

  Just as I knew would happen, I just bottomed out inside her, and I am still rock hard. I start to thrust into her again. I watch her face as I hold her in place. I bend to lean in and taste her lips. I groan in her mouth easing my pace.

  I release her hair but hold onto the cuff’s chain. “Is this what you wanted, Nel. Am I fucking you the way you need,” I hiss in her ear.

  “Yes, I want more,” she cries out.

  “You sure, are you sure you can handle more. Once I go there, Baby, there is no turning back. I’m going to push you to your limits,” I pant as I continue to pump into her with hard even strokes.

  “Don’t hold back I want this, Wyatt. I want all of you. Please, you feel so good. Fuck me, Baby, I’m yours,” she whimpers loudly.

  She has no idea what she just unleashed, but I am going to give it to her. Her chance to back out just flew out of the window. Nellie is going to get her first real taste of the real unfiltered, full out, ride ‘em hard, fuck ‘em deep, Wyatt Black.

  I pull out and she whimpers from the loss of my cock in her tight, wet pussy. I lie on my back and grip her waist lifting her and placing her over my cock. I guide her onto my shaft in the reverse cowgirl position and wrap my fingers around the cuff’s chain with one hand and grab one of her wrists with the other.