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“I’ve missed you, baby,” he says, pinching my already sensitive nipples. He pulls me into him tightly, nestling my pussy against his thigh, and I can feel the thick bulge of his dick as it throbs against my stomach. “Where’s Jacob?” he asks; his mouth is beside my ear, then his tongue is tracing my lobe, causing my already moist pussy to simmer in its juices.
“H-he’s still asleep.” My voice is low. Then it catches as he kisses along the column of my neck.
“Good,” he mutters against my flesh.
“You b-better stop. Mmm.” I squirm. My arms wrap around him, my free hand inching up and down along his muscled back. “You’ll be late…for work.”
His hands ease lower, sliding over my hips, then down over my ass. He cups it in his big hands. Squeezes it. Grinds his hard dick deeper into my belly. And instantly my pussy melts into a puddle. Yet, I’m torn. Unsure if it’s because of Sebastian’s smoldering gaze and his touch all over my body or if it’s the lingering thoughts I have of Kyree’s text messages that I am on fire. His persistent desire to fuck me, to taste me, to have me morning, noon, and night.
I feel my throat close with emotion. God, I love my husband. He is my heart. And, in spite of that, I am fucking him over. Unwilling—okay, not yet ready, to let go of my deliciously hung boy toy. His dick, his lips, his tongue, pops into my head. And I shiver, wondering if I am I really willing to risk everything I have with Sebastian for some young, hard dick?
“Work can wait,” Sebastian murmurs, pulling me out of my seductive trance as his hand slides inside my robe, then between my legs. “Right now”—his fingers find my clit and lightly pinch it over my damp panties—“I want my wife.”
I gasp.
“You’re already wet.” He cups my pussy, pressing his palm inward. “Ride my hand.”
“Not here,” I push out. Breathy. “Bedroom.”
“No. Here. Now.”
Slowly, I shake my head as my legs close, capturing his hand. “B-but, Jacob.”
“He’s asleep, remember?”
“But—”
“Now.” His finger presses against my lip before skimming back down my body. I swallow. I’ve never denied Sebastian pussy. Never. No matter where he’s wanted it. So right now will be no different, no matter what internal conflicts I have going on inside my head.
“We—”
“Let’s live on the edge a little.” My robe falls open. “Let’s be adventurous, baby.” The nightgown beneath rises above my hips. Sebastian’s finger follows my wet seam, making me shudder.
“Oh, God, yes.”
“You’re so soft, baby. So wet.”
My breath hitches in my throat, and I have to bite my lip to keep from crying out in ecstasy. Overlapping two fingers, Sebastian thrusts inside me and slides them in and out of my slickness.
“You’re wet for me, baby.”
“Yes.” I gasp, tossing my head back. “Yes. It’s all for you.”
Liar!
Slut-ass!
You’re wet for Kyree.
You let that young boy fuck you senseless.
U make me cum so hard
I moan. “Oh, fucking god, baby, please.”
Sebastian presses his pelvis into me. “This dick missed you.”
He’s looking at me, through me, with a force that makes me shiver. I fear if I look at him too long that I’ll get lost in the intensity of his deep, brown eyes and he’ll see my lies, my truths.
