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Jaxon exploded.

So she didn’t make a sound, he forced her mouth to his and devoured her shout of pleasure. As he swallowed it, her body shook and bucked in his arms.

Yeah, he loved his wife.

When he broke the kiss, she slowly opened her eyes, and got another slap on the ass.

“Bounce.”

Oh, and she did. She obeyed, and as she did, he played with her nipples.

Dropping her head back, Jaxon loved her life.

As he forced her to stop again, this time he wet them with his mouth so the cool morgue office would make them pebble even more.

Fuck.

That drove him wild.

Change of plans.

He couldn’t be patient enough to let her ride him. He was about to take her.

Putting his mouth beside her ear, Tony shared his plan.

“I’m bending that fine ass over the couch arm, Jaxon, and I’m about to fuck it like I need to. If you make a single sound, I’m going to stop. Do you understand what Daddy is telling you?” he asked, knotting his hand in her long red hair.

At that moment, she was in sensory overload.

She was trapped with his throbbing erection in her body, her hair was knotted around his fist, and all she wanted was the pounding he’d promised.

He waited for her.

Slowly, she nodded.

That was all he needed to see. Lifting her up, he moved her toward the arm of the couch, and got into position behind her. Because he could, he landed his hands on her cheeks, reddening them.

As he did, she bucked with need but made not a single sound.

Oh, obedience always made him insane.

He and Jaxon played this game a lot, and both of them adored it. Sometimes, you needed to be in control, and sometimes, you just needed to feel.

Because he couldn’t wait much longer, he got into position, filling her from behind. With one hand on her lower back, he began moving.

The only sounds in the office were of the computer on Chris’ desk, and the squeaks of the couch.

Jaxon was obeying, and he was rewarding.

As Tony enjoyed the view, he took his wife, and could hear sounds outside of the office.

Yeah, they had very little time.

Would Chris be pissed?

Probably not.

Did he want to have the conversation at all?