Page 88 of Marrying Hope


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“God! You are soaked, Hopper.” I rub my fingers over her clit, and she cries out.

She is so sensitive, just a flick of my fingers and she is a moaning and groaning mess. All vestiges of my control are ready to break as I get on my knees. After bunching her dress around her waist, I drop the panties to her knees.

“You are so fucking sexy, Hopper,” I say before giving a long, firm stroke up her sex.

“Holy fuck!” she cries out, clutching my hair.

Hearing curse words from my wife’s otherwise well-mannered mouth has my cock surging with need.

I flick her clit with my tongue, and she cries out my name in her sultry voice as she wiggles in my hands, on my tongue. When I continue to thrust my tongue inside her sex, she bucks wildly before shattering in my arms. Her wetness runs down my stubble and I marvel over her fucking incredible taste.

“You taste amazing.” I groan, lapping at the wetness coating her inner thighs.

“That was…” she starts to say as I look up at her.

“Just the beginning.” I grin before getting up and placing my lips on hers. “Taste your sweetness.” I thrust my tongue inside her mouth, giving her all that mighty taste.

I never imagined how sex with Hope would be because… I was scared to even think of such a thing. But now, my famous impatience has crossed all its limits.

I grab her hand and lead her to the bedroom.

“I would love to take you on a couch but not today.”

I place her on the edge of the bed and kneel before her so we are face to face. The top of her dress is still bunched around her waist and the unbuttoned bra hangs from her shoulders. She attempts to button it, but I grab her hands.

“You look mighty fine like this, Hopper.”

A blush creeps up her face and neck and today I even see it spreading over her breasts. I fucking didn’t know watching someone blush could be so provocative.

“I can still feel you in my mouth. I can’t fucking believe you came just by light thrusts of my tongue in your tight pussy.”

Her emerald eyes widen before she hides her face in her hands.

“No, you don’t get to look away.” I pull her face up, forcing her to look at me. “Now it’s your turn. I want to hear you say something dirty to me.”

“What! You…know I can’t…do that.”

“Why the hell not?”

“I just can’t, especially not when you’re staring at me.” She bites her lips as her wide eyes take me in and our surroundings.

“I can do more than stare at you if you want.” I pinch her nipple.

When she falls down on the bed, I crawl on top of her. “You know you want to. Just say what’s on your mind. Don’t overthink, it’s just you and me.”

“I want you to fuck me hard and intensely as you said. I want you to make me come again like you did minutes before. And I want you to fuck me on the living room couchsoon.”

Holy fuck!

I’m stunned for a second.

I didn’t know my wife was so fucking hot.

I expected that she would either bail or say something sweet. But her brazen words are my undoing.

“Fuck yeah! That was so hot, babe. I am gonna fuck you,hard,but first I need to make you come again on my fingers, on my mouth. By the time I’m done with you, you will be begging for my cock.”

She closes her eyes tight. “Just do all that. I don’t know if this is a wild dream. But even if I might wake up tomorrow and forget everything, just let me live this dream tonight.”

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