His mouth closed over mine, hot and needy, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and let myself get lost in the hard press of lips, the desperate slide of our tongues. Even though I was wet and cold from the bath, my entire body suddenly felt warm and safe, secure in the unwavering steadfastness of my husband’s love.
“Don’t ever leave me like that again,” he whispered between kisses, his voice hoarse. “Promise me.”
“I promise,” I whispered back.
I couldn’t believe he was here, right here in front of me, saying all these things, kissing me so hard I was gasping for air. It was an outcome better than I ever could have imagined.
And if it was a dream, I never wanted to wake up.
Stefan
Chapter 16
At some point between convincing Tori that I loved her, and her promising to never leave me again, my cock had started responding to the fact that my wife was wet and naked, her supple curves pressed against me. Now I was hard and straining against my pants. She was all I could think about.
Reaching over the edge of the tub, I tested the water.
“It’s still hot,” I said.
She smiled in my arms. “You want to get in?”
“I wantyouto get in. I like the way you look when you’re all wet.”
“Ohreally,” she purred.
“Really.”
As she looked into my eyes I stroked her cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Then I kissed her. Making my intentions clear, I thrust deep into her mouth with my tongue. Her grip grew tighter against my biceps, and throaty little moans escaped her. She reached down to trace the outline of my cock through my pants, and I couldn’t help but groan. Our attraction was electric and undeniable. I was desperate to touch her. Taste her. Show her exactly what she meant to me by completely losing myself inside her.
“Get in there,” I ordered, forcing myself to break away. “You’re shivering.”
Tori stood and turned around, giving me a million-dollar view of her perfect ass as she stepped back into the bath. Then she took her time sinking down into the hot water, letting out another soft moan as it enveloped her again. “Feels good,” she murmured. “Nice and steamy.”
“You’re teasing me,” I growled, shrugging out of my damp blazer and tugging off my tie.
“Mm-hmm,” she agreed, locking her eyes on mine.
She reached her hands behind her head, arching her back as she stretched, just to show off. I let my eyes linger over her full breasts, the way her taut nipples peeked out from the dissolving bubbles, the droplets of water clinging to her skin like tiny diamonds. Then she traced a finger down her neck, between her tits, slipping under the water where I could only imagine it dipping inside the hot, slick walls of her pussy.
“You sure you don’t want to get in here with me?” she asked, looking into my eyes as she stroked herself. Licking her lips, a pink flush spread across her cheeks. I was momentarily stopped from undressing myself by the sight of her hand tucked between her thighs, the slow rocking of her hips under the water. Using her other hand, she twisted her nipple hard enough to draw another moan from her parted lips, the sound of it going straight to my cock.
“You’re being very naughty,” I rasped, so turned on I could barely think. “I’m gonna have to punish you.”
I saw understanding spark in her gaze, along with desire. That was my girl. That was my Tori. Whose sensual appetite could not be denied.
Stepping next to the tub, my cock was just above her eye level. Seeing the hard evidence of my arousal, a pleased grin curved her beautiful lips.
“Come here,” I said, tugging off my shoes and socks.
She abandoned her toying and leaned forward to wrap her hands over the edge of the bathtub—an old-fashioned clawfoot that was more than big enough for two people.
“Take off my belt,” I ordered as I unbuttoned my wet shirt.
Tori obeyed without hesitation, licking her lips again. The sight made me even harder.
“And your pants?” she asked breathlessly, fingers poised over the zipper, her thumb stroking me through the fabric again.
“Take those off, too,” I said, tossing my shirt on the floor. “Take off everything.”
