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She smiled and dropped the towel before stepping forward and placing her hand in mine. My dick hardened at the sight of her glorious naked form, with her pert breasts and rosy nipples that puckered when exposed to the air. I ran my fingers down the soft curve of her hip, delighting in the warmth of her skin beneath my touch. The light floral rosewater scent of her shampoo combined with the shea butter body wash created a beautiful, delicate mixture.
Feminine. Soft. Her.
Her attention went to the bed. “New sheets?”
I nodded as I looked at the black sheets adorning our California king bed. “I suspect things are gonna get messy, and your husband is a smart man and thought ahead.”
She circled her arms around my neck and stretched up on her tiptoes. I leaned down to meet her lips fo
r the kiss. They tasted of mint from her toothpaste, and I drove my tongue forward, exploring her mouth as if it were the first time.
Her supple form molded into me, a perfect fit. Pebbled nipples bore into my chest, and eager hands tugged at my dreads, a simple demand for more. Moments like these—when she fully let herself go—I looked forward to and never took for granted.
I dug my fingers into her firm ass as she rubbed herself against my straining erection. At this rate I would skip playtime and get right to the end. I bent to pick her up, which caused her to squeal and tighten her arms around my neck. Taking care not to drop her, I laid her down in the center of the bed.
I stood back and openly appreciated the beautiful wonders of my wife’s naked body. The gentle curve of her hips. Slender waist. Even the barely there stretch marks along her sides. I loved every inch of her, and my cock swelled at the treasure before me.
Ginger propped up on her elbows and licked her lips. She ran her hand across the sheets then frowned at the subtle crinkle noise.
“One of those mattress cover things,” I answered before she could ask the question.
“You really did think of everything.”
“Baby, I’m more than just a pretty face.”
Flipping over, she crawled to the edge of the bed where I stood and rose onto her knees. She ran her hands across my bare chest.
“So much more,” she murmured.
One hand moved down my body and stroked my dick. Her tongue took a slow path across her upper lip as she moved her hand along my thick length.
“So, so, so much more.”
A wide grin spread across my face. My fingers twitched to feel her; I grazed them down her waist until they rested at her hipbone. “You sure know how to stroke my…ego.”
Ginger’s head fell against my chest and her shoulders shook as she laughed. I loved that sound almost as much as I enjoyed hearing her moan and scream out my name. Something I was eager to hear. I cupped her face and leaned down to give her a quick kiss. Her hands worked to push the only fabric separating us down. She wasted no time in taking my now free dick back into her soft hands. I groaned my appreciation against her lips.
Using my weight, I pushed forward, forcing her to fall back. I loomed above her on all fours. The flicker of the candles danced shadows on her face and added to her sensual allure. A trickle ran down the head of my penis. My beautiful wife lifted her hand and wrapped her fingers around my thickness, giving me a slow stroke, and I swallowed hard. A low groan rumbled in the back of my throat when she let her thumb circle through the liquid.
I nearly came undone when stuck her thumb in her mouth and sucked it, slow and deliberate. She cocked her head to the side, a flirtatious grin on her lovely face. “So, what’s on the menu?”
With a lazy blink, air refilled my lungs, and my mind reset to the task at hand instead of wandering off with thoughts of her lips wrapped around my aching cock. Reaching over, I grabbed the bottle of warmed caramel sauce and let my gaze ravish her body. “You.”
The sexy little minx wiggled into a better position and raised her arms above her head. Her lust-laden eyes danced. “Happy dining.”
She was fucking seductive as hell without even trying. I let out a breath and told myself to enjoy this instead of caving to take her hard and fast. After squirting a dime-sized amount of the lukewarm confection onto my finger, I spread it along her lips, tracing each curve along the way.
Her mouth opened slightly and she followed the same path with her tongue. “Mmm…”
My dick twitched. Fuck! That sound. This was about to be harder than I thought. The remnants of the sweet syrup tinted her lips and beckoned me forward for a kiss. Our mouths connected, soft hands ran up my arms, her legs parted, and all I had to do was wrap one around my waist and I’d be in nirvana. The sugary sweetness amplified her taste, and she suckled my tongue, pulling and swirling it around. Things would be over too soon, so I pulled back, shifted my weight, and set my sights on her taut nipples.
I drew a slow circle around one, and the sticky sauce trickled down the side of her plump breast. I ducked to catch the getaway confection, licking back up the short path to the prize I wanted. Ginger arched her back and pressed into me when my mouth closed around the hard bud. A throaty moan rumbled low, and her hands tangled in my dreads as she kept my head in place. I squeezed the meaty flesh and captured her nipple between my teeth. She hissed and pushed against me, begging for more.
I released and looked up at her. “Hmm, sweet. Let’s see if the other side tastes as good.”
She bit the corner of her lip and watched through hooded eyes as I drizzled more caramel sauce around the other nipple. This time I used my finger to spread it outwards, starting close to her areola, the circle getting wider as the circumference increased.
I sat up and looked at my handiwork, smiling at the tan swirls covering her perky breast. “I think you should have a matching set.” I proceeded to do the same finger painting on the other side, Ginger wiggling beneath me. “Now…” I grabbed the whipped cream from the nightstand.
