We’d been home from her charity event for an hour and I’d worked her into a frenzy, but I wasn’t ready to give her what she craved just yet. I’d waited for her all fucking night; it was only fair she waited for me now. “Babe, I fucking love it when you beg me for my cock, but tonight we’re going at my pace, and I’m not ready to fuck you yet.” I moved my lips to her neck and licked and bit my way along her skin until my mouth was near her ear. “You wanna know what Iamready for?” I growled.
“What?” she asked on another moan as she writhed under me, panting for what I had, for what I was denying her.
“I’m ready to watch you get yourself off,” I said, knowing the effect this would have on her. My wife loved me watching her pleasure herself. And I fucking loved watching her.
Her fingers dug into my back and her legs wrapped around me. I slid my arms under her and pulled her with me as I sat back on my knees. She clung to me and licked her lips as she smiled at me. Asexy-as-fucksmile. The kind of smile that shoots straight to a man’s dick and almost makes him forget his resolve to make shit last.
“You want me to do this?” she asked, moving her hand between us and down to her pussy. I couldn’t see what she was doing, but I could damn well feel it. And just knowing what she was doing felt fucking good. But I needed toseeit.
“No, I want you on your feet in front of me,” I said as I twisted us to deposit her on the floor next to the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed and took hold of her ass with both hands. Separating her legs, I looked up at her and growled, “Show me how you like it.” I already knew how she liked it, but it never hurt for a man to be reminded.
She slid a finger slowly through her pussy, to her clit where she began slowly circling the tight bud. God how I loved that fucking part of her. Loved what I could do to her there, and I had to concentrate on not reaching out and taking over.
My eyes met hers for a moment and my gut tightened when I saw the lust there. It was as if she was on a high—the kind of high you never wanted to end. My breathing picked up and I shifted my gaze back to her pussy; to the show she was putting on for me. I had a feeling this was going to be over fast.
Her finger kept circling, kept moving her closer to release, and then she added her other hand. I watched and waited. After all our years together, I knew her next move as well as she did, and I fucking needed to see that finger get pushed inside her cunt.
“Fuck,” she groaned as she finally,finally, pushed inside and began fucking herself. And then she surprised me. “J, please . . . I needyou. . . ”
Jesus fuck.
Madison loved touching herself so for her to beg me to finish her off . . . that shit fucking turned me way the fuck on.
I roughly gripped her ass and pulled her onto my lap. Her legs instantly wrapped around me, as did her arms, and our lips came together in a hard, demanding-as-hell kiss. Our tongues sought more than each other’s tongue; they sought the closeness we craved—a promise of each other, forever.
This woman . . . this woman fucking owned me.
Body and fucking soul.
I’d sacrifice everything for her. Give up anything and everything to make her happy.
To make her safe.
To ensure she was mine forever.
I ended our kiss and stood, holding her to me, and walked her to the wall. When I had her backed up against it, I said, “Turns out I can’t wait another fucking minute to get inside you.”
Her fingers slid up my neck so she could grasp my hair. “I don’t know how you lasted this long,” she murmured.
Without another word, I thrust my dick so fucking hard inside her that she slid up the wall and let out a loud moan. And then I lost myself in her as I fucked her.
Fingers digging in.
Teeth biting.
Lips sucking.
Need and want rushing through our bodies.
Faster.
Harder.
And then we both came.
Fuck.
I struggled to catch my breath; struggled to gather my thoughts as Madison’s pussy pulsed around my cock. I rested my forehead against hers and concentrated on getting my breathing under control.
