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“Do you want me to eat you, wife?”

“Oh yes!” she repeated, panting wildly.

I took my time, lavishing her body with attention.

Pinching her nipples, she cried out, then gasped when my mouth sucked a nipple, lapping it with my tongue. Taking my time, I moved down her body, Lidi writhed on the bed while I kissed, licked, and nipped my way down to her belly button. With my tongue, I circled the small indent on her perfect stomach, and I imagined a diamond belly button piercing that would soon be there.

“Please hurry,” she whined, her head thrashing against the bed while she gripped the bed sheets.

“I am,” I said slowly as I reached up to cup her breast and tweaked and pulled at her nipple.

When my mouth moved lower, I stopped and gave her mound a gentle, reverent kiss, knowing what lay beneath. When I looked up, I saw her smile at me.

I don’t know what I said, but it felt right. “Thank you.”

“For what?” she gasped.

“For giving me my dream.”

“You’re welcome, Frank.”

Leaning up, I tore my shirt from my body and I watched her lick her lips.

God, my cock was painfully hard in my jeans. I needed this woman like I needed air.

Gripping her sweatpants, I yanked them from her body in one hurried move.

Seeing her splayed on my bed like some enchanting siren, only wearing a pair of white panties, I thought she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Kneeling on the floor, I grabbed her ankles, yanking her towards me.

I licked my lips and growled, “Hang onto to something, baby. I’m starving.”

“What?” She gasped for air, lifting her head when I ripped her cotton panties from her body, throwing them over my shoulder, before I grabbed her hips and brought her moist pussy to my mouth.

“FRANK!” she squealed loudly while I ate my dessert.

Holding her tight, it was an all-out assault as my tongue stabbed at her exposed pussy, curling it while I drank the sweetest cream, sating my sweet tooth. I glanced up and grinned as my wife writhed on the bed, grasping for anything while I ate what now belonged to me.

I was relentless, determined, a man on a mission.

I was starving and the only thing on the menu was my wife.

I intended to consume her.

I renewed my siege on her pussy, delving deep into her wet slit with my fingers. I pushed two fingers inside her, curling them upward, rubbing the soft tender flesh deep in her core as my tongue sucked her clit.

“Oh, fuck!” she screamed, reaching down to grab my head, holding me in place.

I could have told her that wasn’t necessary. Hell could consume the earth and I wouldn’t move from between her legs. Lavishing my attention at her core, I watched while she writhed, gasped, cried, and begged me to never stop. Seeing her in the throes of ecstasy just spurred me on.

I was eager to see how far she could fly. Watching her, I continued my delicious meal and felt her wet cunt tighten around my fingers. Grinning, I latched onto her clit and sucked, teasing the head of her little nub with my tongue as her body arched up. My woman screamed bloody murder when her body released the cream I was so hungry for.

Lapping up every drop, I didn’t stop my assault.

Now that I knew what she tasted like, I wanted more.

Needed more.

I wanted to get drunk on her.

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