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I loved those things. I should have just opened my mouth and told him no, smacked his hand away and kicked him out. But I couldn’t. I didn’t because I was putty in his very capable hands. “How could I resist that?”
“I’m glad you can’t.” He wore a confident smile as he lathered his hands up with my body wash. “I’ll never think of anything but you anytime I smell this combination of flowers and sex.”
“Sex? It’s sandalwood and wild flowers.”
“Whatever it is, I love it.” He washed my legs, my arms and my back in slow, drugging circles. He took his sweet time when it came to washing my tits, stroking and cupping them until I moaned, tweaking my nipples until I was gasping in pleasure.
“Not as much as those sounds though.” His fingers slid between my legs and rubbed back and forth.
“Oh, fuck!” Two fingers slid deep, curving to hit me in the spot that made my whole body light up. My chest heaved, and my breaths came out in sharp pants as he thrust deep and rubbed my clit until my body jerked with an orgasm. “Lasso!”
“Yes, wife?”
I laughed and leaned my head back, enjoying the way his fingertips grazed along my sensitized skin. “That feels good.”
And just when I thought things couldn’t get better, he tilted my head back and washed my hair. He washed my hair! My mom was the last person to wash my hair who wasn’t me and that was the night before she split for good. It was nice even if it conjured up a few memories I thought I’d cleared away years ago.
He soaped it up into a good lather, his fingertips working my scalp until I let out a loud, erotic moan. “God that feels so good.”
He chuckled and rinsed my hair, lifting me out of the tub and I felt like I was floating on a cloud. “You’ll be saying that a lot tonight.”
“Promises, promises.”
“Guaranteed, honey. Satisfaction guaranteed.”
Lasso dried me off and I never felt so pampered in all my life. “Now let’s talk about these mouth things.”
“Let’s not,” he said and took one step back. Then another, and another as he slowly undressed, seducing me with his big blue eyes. He dropped one knee on the bed and then the other, lying right down the middle. “Let’s just do it. Come here Rocky, come show me what you want me to do to you with my mouth.”
Who in the hell was I to pass up an offer like that? I’d been dreaming of riding his face like I had that first night in San Diego ever since I crossed the Nevada border. Sooner, if I’m being totally honest. And when I climbed on the bed and saw that sexy, knowing smirk and the way he licked his lips, I straddled his chest. “Anything?”
“I’m adventurous. Just try not to suffocate me.”
I was too hot and wet and horny to wonder if it was because I was fat. “Fine, no air restricting sex gymnastics. Got it. Anything else?”
He nodded. “Make it dirty?”
“I can do that.” And I did, holding on to the headboard with a firm grip, I rode and ground against his tongue that moved like it was battery operated. This position was hotter than I remembered and the sounds he made, so wet and so … slurpy. So damn hot I thought I might come before this party even got started properly. It felt so good. Too good.
“Lasso,” I moaned and sat back so I could look at him. I looked down at those blue eyes and rode his mouth and tongue and chin and nose like it was my only job in this word, using Lasso’s face to get off.
And I did get off.
Hard.
And when I felt one long finger, wet with my juices slip between my ass cheeks, I pushed back into it, grinding in both directions until my body was just one big vessel of sensations and feelings. The vibrating started at my toes and moved its way up, slow and sizzling. My hips rocked faster, harder as he thrust in and out with a slow, practiced ease that left me feeling full and turned on to the point of discomfort.
“Oh fuck! Lasso!”
He sucked my clit and my hips bucked up into him. The moan he let out rocked through me and yanked the orgasm from my body on a loud, pulsating roar.
And then I rolled off him and collapsed. “Damn that mouth!”
“Thanks, sugar, but I gotta say, the pleasure was all mine.”
I doubted that because I was riding on a wave of pleasure and satisfaction and boneless bliss that I had never felt before. Ever. “Not possible, baby daddy.”
He laughed. “That’s husband baby daddy to you.”
