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His eyes fall half-closed for a moment, and a low groan sounds from the back of his throat, before he catches himself. “Is this what you’re hungry for, kitten?” he murmurs, low and throaty in a way I’ve never heard him sound before. His voice, pitched at that level, makes my toes curl. “You want your husband’s cock inside you?”
“Fuck yes,” I breathe. At the same time, I tighten my grip around his shaft and start to stroke him, slowly back and forth, savoring the velvet slide of his skin between my fingers, and the hard steel of his shaft beneath. I lean back against the window, and gasp when Luke presses one hand flat against my belly, only to slide it down, over my stomach, to press against the mound above my pussy.
“Let’s see how wet my wife is for her husband.” Luke slides his hand between my thighs, and with deft fingers, he parts my pussy lips.
They make a slick sound, and he smiles, one fingertip sliding between my lips to stroke along my slit. I gasp, feeling his thick finger press between my lips, especially when he starts to slide the tip of his finger back and forth, collecting moisture.
“You are a hungry girl.” Luke locks eyes with me and brings his fingertip up to his own mouth. He slips it into his mouth and licks my juices from his fingertip, in a move that makes me shiver with lust. His eyes grow hotter, dark with want, as he arches his body against mine. His cock presses against my belly, and I can feel a drop of precum gathered there smear across my bare skin. “Spread your legs for me, wife.”
I spread my legs wide and let a moan escape as Luke starts to stroke my slit, back and forth. His finger toys around the edge of my pussy, before, with one last grin at me, he presses his finger into me. I gasp, my eyes widening, as he presses his finger deeper. He feels so fucking good. So thick inside me. “Oh, right there,” I gasp, when his fingertip glides across my sensitive G-spot.
His smile widens. “So nice and wet for me. Wet, and tight, and…” He strokes that spot again, and another little desperate moan escapes me. “Hungry.”
“Yes,” I pant, hardly aware of my mouth moving. “Yes, I’m hungry for you. Hungry for my husband’s cock.” I reach out for him again, but he doesn’t give me time to stroke him this time. He catches my hands in his, both wrists in his one free hand, and slowly lifts them up over my head, before his lips find mine again, searing hot.
His tongue invades my mouth, tasting me, claiming me. He pins me against the cool glass window, and I know that outside there must be people on the lawns, in the pool, on the beach. I wonder if they can see me up here, my naked ass pressed against this window. I realize I don’t even care. All I want is for Luke to make me moan again.
But he draws his finger out of me, and my lips part as I gasp in protest.
“Do you want more, wife?” His eyes lock onto mine, white hot.
“Yes. Fuck yes.” I can’t look away from him.
“Are you sure?” He’s smiling. Taunting me.
“Please. Please fuck me.” I don’t care that I’m begging. I want him. I’m done waiting.
His smile widens. “Anything for my wife.” He reaches down to grasp the base of his cock and guides himself to my entrance. The tip of his shaft presses between my lips, against my entrance. He hesitates there, head tilted, as if thinking about something. “Do you want me to use a condom?” he asks, watching me.
My heart skips. I’m on birth control, and besides, in this fantasy, we’re married. “You’re my husband,” I say. “I want to feel every inch of you.”
“Good,” he whispers. Then he arches his hips, and I cry out as his cock drives into my pussy, stretching my walls around him. “Because I want to fuck my wife raw.”
Fuck. He’s even bigger than he felt in my hands. But oh, god, he feels good, slowly pushing deeper and deeper into me. He pulls my body against his, his muscles searing hot, and he reaches down to lift up my thigh.
I raise my leg, wrapping it around his waist, and he drops my hands to catch my other thigh too. Then he lifts me up beneath him, and I wrap both legs around his waist, until he’s holding me in midair, naked, pinned with my shoulders against the window.
The motion makes his cock drive deeper into me, until he’s buried fully inside me, in one sharp motion that makes my head fall back as I moan with pleasure. “Fuck yes, husband, right there.”
