Evan - The Best

 

"You know you're the best, right?" Emily asked me as we were next to one another in bed.

"I...I try, Em," I said. 

"I needed that...needed him," she said.

"I know," I told her, "and I...I always give you that."

"You do," she said. "There's just something about it. I was on top of him, lowering myself onto him, feeling him in me, filling me, feeling his hands on me, he scent, his cock spreading me..."

"Em," I whispered, feeling a familiar feeling between my own legs.

"Sorry," she giggled, "I shouldn't tease my pretty little girl, should I?"

"You're making me leak," I said.

She smiled. "I like it when you get wet," she said, "I like it when you get excited knowing that's what he does, not what you do."

"I...I used to like it," I said.

She looked at me. "Please," she said.

"What?"

"Remember our honeymoon? If there was any time a boy and girl are going to tire themselves out doing that, it's on their honeymoon."

"I remember getting tired out," I said.

"Licking me," she said, "I don't think your little penis was inside me once the whole time."

"I like licking you," I said.

"Cause you're more girl than boy," she said. "For a long time I didn't believe you."

"What?"

"That you preferred making me cum to cumming yourself."

"It...it's a submissive thing," I said.

"Oh, I know, love, I know."

"Is he...is he really that good?"

"At sex? I'd say he's the best I ever had, but that's not entirely true. He's the best man I've ever had, by far, but you're a better lover."

"But you still need him?"

"Very much," she said.

"What's it like...when he's inside you?" I asked.

She shrugged. "Like he was made to be inside me," she said, "like making love to him is the best sex between a man and a woman gets."

"You'll never leave me for him, will you?"

"Sara," she said.

"Sorry," I said.

"No," she said, "no I won't. Sorry, you need reassurance sometimes, I get that. No I won't. I want him, I need him, even, but never over you."

"Has he ever...I don't know...tried? Asked?"

She shook her head. "No. He likes what we have, no."

"I didn't on our honeymoon because, well, I just thought, I mean, I wanted to set a tone. You know, that that wasn't how things should be, that you didn't have to do that when we were married."

"I always assumed," she said.

"Seriously?"

"I remember asking you one night, don't you want to be inside me? You said, no, I just want to lick you, to serve you. I don't think I ever came so hard."

"I...I remember..."

"I felt like it was a test. Like, did you mean it, that you liked making me cum more than anything. Turns out, yes."

"I always have," I said. "Always."

"Did you play with him while I was gone?"

"M...maybe," I said.

"Such a good girl," she said, "so good."