I grasp her side and run my thumb over the silky fabric of her nightgown. She moans into my mouth and laces her fingers into my hair. The more she opens up for me, the deeper I take the kiss.
“Micheal,” she whimpers as I move my lips to her neck and glide my hand to her breast to run my finger over her nipple.
“Let me show you how much I love you, baby,” I breathe into her ear.
“I want you to fuck me, Micheal.”
“That’s my girl. See, you know me so well. I am going to fuck you so hard and show you how you are more than enough for me.”
“Yes, Micheal, please,” she says as I move my hand up under her gown and claw my fingers up her leg until I meet with the apex of her thighs.
“Please what, baby?”
“Please eat my pussy and make me come, my husband.”
I smile. Sim’s mouth has gotten so filthy now that I’ve broken her out of using the technical terms for sexual acts. Her dirty mouth turns me on because I know she’s doing it for me.
Closing the lid of the piano, I then lift her onto the top. Gently, I bend her knees and push her legs into her chest, pinning them there. Dipping my head and burying my face into her core, I devour her as she reaches to hold my head in place.
“Yes, oh yes,” she breathes.
She tastes so fucking good. I hum in pleasure as I suck on her lips, one after the other. Sim begins to rock her hips against my face as I dive in deeper.
The hitch in her voice as she gasps from me adding my fingers to the mix is music to my ears. Reaching for her breast, I then pinch her nipple between my fingertips. With determination, I work her pussy until she comes for me.
When her juices fill my mouth, I groan and lap every drop up. Pulling a hand down my face, I stand and look her in the eyes. She looks back at me with a drunken smile on her face.
“I’m not done with you yet, gorgeous.”
I drop my sleep pants to my ankles and kick them aside. Palming my length, I begin to stroke myself. Sim slides down to her feet, then drops to her knees.
I watch in awe as she takes me into her mouth. Sim doesn’t just give head; she makes love to my cock with her mouth. I cup the side of her face as she gives it her all.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,cara. So perfect and beautiful.”
She smiles around me as she looks up at me with those big eyes. It’s hard not to fall more in love with her each day. Sim is an amazing wife and mother.
I hate that she’s been doubting herself. Had I known she felt so deeply about Sammy leaving, I would have done something to fix this sooner.
However, Sim is good at hiding her feelings when she wants. It’s something she’s perfected since having our son. I will be more vigilant.
“Fuck,” I bite out as she digs her nails into my thighs as she continues to work me with her mouth.
She hums as her eyes roll back, showing her enjoyment. I place my hands on my ass and start to pump my hips. Releasing a groan, I throw my head back.
Sim works me until I blow, coming down the back of her throat. Taking a few steps back, I slip from her mouth and stumble over to the chair in the corner of the room to catch my breath.
Sim lifts to her feet, running her hand across her mouth before she saunters over to me, holding my gaze. I know that look, she thinks this is over. It isn’t.
I still plan to fuck her. She comes to climb onto my lap. Grasping the back of her neck, I capture her lips and devour her.
Our tongues dance together as we drink from each other. I can taste the peach tea she must have had before she came to play. It’s become a part of her morning routine.
So many things have changed, yet so many remain the same. Reaching for her nightgown, I pull it up over her head and let it slip from my fingertips.
I lift from the chair and guide her to the floor while our mouths are still connected. Breaking the kiss, Sim looks up at me expectantly, awaiting my command. I bite my lip and grin as I think of how flexible my wife is and how much I love taking advantage of that.
“Lie back, legs up. I need to taste you again,” I order.
