Shattered And Glued

Love at 13, Prom couple at 16, Married at 19, Parents at 21, Shattered at 46 but was it not supposed to be, until death do us apart!!

She walked mindlessly on the street, shaken by the harsh words that had just fallen on her ears. Andy's words ran through her like a soar thorn pricing through her heart. The pain of which would never leave her heart.

Her feet seemed to have a mind of their own, as they found themselves parked outside Dev's house. It felt like eons of a lifetime between the doorbell and Vana finding herself wrapped in Dev's warm embrace. Streams of tears flowed in between moans of pain, but the warm embrace remained. Dev knew he could not let Vana go, go again like he did on the fateful morning 33 years ago. His heart burnt in hell fury as he saw Vana cry over a man who never cared for her more than a maid. The man who was supposed to be her, until death do us apart. The man he knew had cheated on her countless times. The man who broke her.

Dev could not help but let out a soft moan himself as he melted in arousal of having every inch of Vana plastered against his bare chest. Vana had left everything at the drop of a hat, as she walked out of the house in her black satin noodle strap top and equally matching hot pants. The soft fabric was sticking to her body making it almost impossible to miss the perfectly shaped, tight, round mounds and the aroused nipples from under the satin top. Only Dev knew, the urge he had to fight for his hands not ripping of Vana's top and ravaging her like there was no tomorrow. He knew now was not the time to submit to his urges.

Couch, the warmth of Dev's embrace, and the protection of his arms, Vana could not hold herself any longer, before breaking down. The howling frequented with soft cries seemed to roll through the night, leaving Vana devoid of any energy. Dev finally carried her like precious cargo into his bedroom tucking her in for the night. She was like an angel, but all curled in like a child, still letting out muffled sniffles. Dev ran his large hands over her head and gently stroked her hair with eyes filled with love and all the support she would need. Vana had just seen 33 years of her life slip away, the only life she knew.

Dev knew he was not going to lose her again, not going to let Vana go, go again.

At half past 10, Vana woke up with the sunlight playing peek-boo on her eyes. As she entered the washroom, the hot shower seemed inviting. Fresh out of the shower, in Dev's oversized night shirt which stopped somewhere mid of her thighs. Suddenly her nostrils were filled with the whisk of the fresh scent of coffee and cream cheese bagels from her fav patissier from 3 blocks away. She knew Dev must have picked a few for her during his morning run.

Cup of coffee in one hand and a bag of bagels in the other, Dev almost fumbled into his oversized master bedroom as he laid eyes on Vana. Her hair still dripping from the shower, her curves still evident from under his shirt, her nipples sticking out of the shirt, those tall perfectly tanned legs, those juicy lips being kissed by the sun, and the scent of his aphrodisiac body wash. All seemed to be his enemy as they left all his senses drinking in the intoxication as his manhood pushed against his skinny running shorts. Dev could not help but curse his choice of clothing for today's run.

Placing the coffee and bagels on the coffee table, he reached Vana in just two long strides. Moving up to her, a fresh scent of vanilla with cinnamon and coco butter filled his nostrils from her dripping hair. He knew she needed time, her heart was shattered into a million pieces, but he also knew his love for her would glue it back together. But today, it was 33 years of waiting, urges, and the myriad of senses overtaking any sense and sensibility needed. His body craved for Vana, he could not hold on to the ache and desire of the body of the manhood.

Vana felt the yearning and lust she saw in Dev's eye, she always knew, he harbored feelings for her which she could not acknowledge over the years. Deep down she knew her body also craved for his. Today, there was no stopping, no barrier of moral obligations, no false commitments, and no marriage holding her back to fulfill the urge to eat him wild, have him fill her with his warm liquid, to let him claim her mouth and her.

Cupping Vana's face in his big hands, he softly placed a peak on her forehead. This body was on fire to claim her but his actions were soft and gentle, as if waiting for her to make the first move. Vana sensed his need for her proclamation and kissed him back, but on his lips. The soft kiss turning into a burning falcon, giving their passion and desire wings.

There was no looking back for Dev, he pulled out her shirt in one sweep and sucked every drop of water even before it left her body to fall on the floor. The air around smelled like the lightly scented ocean breeze twinning with cinnamon and vanilla. The dripping water and scent of the ocean were capable of driving any perfectly capable man incapable.

He wrapped his arms around her bare back as he plunged his lips on her's. Their wet lips enjoyed each other's flavour, as their tongue played a match of their own. Crime of passion or expression of love or both had just begun with the hope of until death do us apart.

Vana felt heady under the warm kiss and Dev's hands felt her across the length of the spine. Dev seemed to engulf the whole of her as he stood towering over her with his over 6 feet height. They lost track of the clock as if kissing for all the lost time. Dev finally broke open from the embrace, since, he needed to make sure she was fine. But those puppy-doe eyes and swelled lips only made Dev more aroused.

He pulled Vana in front of the mirror and slowly stepped behind her. Both their eyes were speaking to each other threw the mirror. Dev could read a mix of sexual desire, hesitation, bashfulness, and invitation to explore further in Vana's eyes. His eyes remained locked with hers in the mirror, as he moved all her hair to one side, before kissing, nibbling on the wedge of her neck, working his tongue across her shoulders, while his hands slid down her hands, intertwining into each other. The peaking mounds were calling to be taken, as he held both in his hands on them. The firm and soft breast with nipples as hard as marbles, he could not help but squeeze them. In a whisk of a second, Vana was facing Dev. He held on to her lower back with one hand and her head with the other, as he plastered his mouth on her breasts. He kept sucking them in turns as her back arched and moans filled the room. The aftermath on the boobs and nipples left her weak in her legs and wet in the pussy. Dev knew the impact his mouth was having on her, he could not help but smile as he continued to tease her nipples.

He tested the waters, and with a gentle bite on the nipples, he could feel a soft wave of passion that little bite had caused. Dev, wanted Vana to remember the day every time she looked at herself in the mirror. His first mark of passion, was right in between both her breasts, slowly her entire bosom was filled with his expression of passion, and the air lingered with Vana's loud moans begging for more.

When he was done, he carried her to the bed and placed her on the bed like a delicate porcelain doll waiting to be taken. Dev took a step back to admire the woman in front of him and of course his handy work on her bosom and lips. He stood at the foot of the bed with eyes on Vana and pulled his running shorts down.

Vana instantaneously let out a gasp when Dev's manhood sprang out of his pants. The body shivered in fear of having the monstrosity within her and the excitement of pleasure.

But he knew he was not going to let her finish anytime soon, he wanted to enjoy her, he wanted her to enjoy him, he wanted the time to stop as they both enjoyed each other.

Gently placing himself on top of her, "Darling, hope I am not too heavy." Vana's heart skipped a little beat at Darling. She never realized someone would be so wild and gentle at the same time. As he playfully intertwined his figures in her hair and leisurely kissed her. He had all the time in the world and he wanted to take all the time in the world to pamper his queen. The queen whose body ached for him.

The kiss remained gentle and soft but not his dick that grew hard on her soft and wet pussy. Dev started his leisure descent with his lips tracing a mark on every inch of Vana and hands roamed over her. The crevasses of the neck, the strong shoulders, soft and firm breasts, peaking cherries, the flat abs all the way with the tongue tracing its path on her belly button. She let out a shriek as he bit the belly button.

The clean and silken pussy felt like fresh lilies. As Dev placed gentle kisses all over her mound, Vana's body squirmed under his lips with anticipation of what awaited her. Dev spread her legs, adjusted her fine ass on a pillow, his mouth rightly placed between her legs and his hands holding her hip in the right place. He knew he was going to give her an unforgettable experience, she had to come for him and he had to feel her as she did. His tongue was all ready for the magic to begum. He licked her mound with the tip of his tongue, as he traced it down bit by bit to the tip of her clit. He kept teasing it with the tip of his tongue, just about right, he could not let her come.

Vana felt electricity spark across her body as Dev's tongue touched the tip of her clit and she could not let loose as his strong hands held her waist down. All she could do was scream in pleasurable pain which was about to explode, as his tongue made its way into her vagina. He knew just about the right points to touch both inside and outside. She lost track of time of how long the aftermath of his mouth stayed on her vag. He did not let her come, he knew when to pull out and let loose. He wanted her to enjoy being in that state of pleasure and sexual desire so that she would be ready for him again and again.

It was clear from her cries, that she needed the release. Vana lay with folded legs on the bed and Dev in between them, playing with her taunt nipples with one hand and tugging on Dev's hair with all her might with the other. With one push of the tongue, he sucked her out, releasing her of her misery. The misery she yearned for with an insatiable appetite. The misery her body would want soon and again.

Just when Vana reeling in the glow of the most wonderous and sensational sex, Dev kissed her. Kissed her wild. He wanted her to taste what she felt like. He wanted to share her with her.

It was his turn now.

In a whisk, he pushed his more than ready weenie into her, he was now going to fuck her and fuck her hard. He had lost all his control, as he held all his weight on his hands wildly moving in and out of her. He knew Vana was feeling the heat of the second round even before she caught her breath. But her body was not listening to her, it was already ready to come for the second time. The pent-up pleasure, the smell of sex, moaning, loud screams, scratches, and bites, both gave into each other's thirst for satisfaction. Vana felt her body was rolling in tidal waves of pleasure before the calm.

Dev's body reeled in the love, love of each other's needs, bites, scratches, yet satisfied. Dev lay over Vana unable to move after the passionate lovemaking. All he could hear was her heavy breathing and even faster heartbeat.

The beat of love, the beat of Dev, and the sound of abliss... waiting for the deciduous winter of the past to pave the way for the magic of tomorrow.