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“Next, lose the jeans,” he said before leisurely sipping more bubbly.
Here she took her time, seductively unbuttoning her pants and slowly wriggling out of the perfectly tight jeans before kicking them aside near her discarded shoes. If the sly smile on her face was any indication, his Mrs. was enjoying her little strip tease as much as he was.
“Time to unbutton that frilly blouse. You may have arrived here as a very lovely lady, but I’m about to remind that body of yours just how much it loves being my dirty girl.”
He didn’t miss the shiver that ran through her body as she slowly started at the top button. When she looked down, he recaptured her full attention with his one-word bark. “Eyes.”
Her ocean-blues snapped up to obey. Damn, he’d missed the flare of submission dancing there. He’d spent his entire adult life demanding complete submission from women, but not until meeting Tiffany did he realize just how much he’d been missing by only achieving submission from club subs. It was his wife’s constant internal struggle between her complex parts that reminded him how important her gift of submission truly was.
When she had all of the buttons unfastened, he instructed her again. “Slowly, peel that shirt open and let me see that lacy bra you have on.”
Complying, this time she let the fabric slip to the floor at her bare feet as she stood before him in her perfectly white, lacy bra and panties set.
He couldn’t resist teasing her. “Did you get that virginal-looking underwear set special for our honeymoon?”
She smiled. “My sisters gave it to me as one of my bridal shower gifts.”
Perfect.
“Well, they sure don’t know what a little sexual deviant you are when your husband gets ahold of you, now, do they?”
It was a rhetorical question. They both knew that despite her father’s old-fashioned desire to think of his little girl as a virgin on her wedding night, nothing could be farther from the truth.
Growing impatient with their game, he quickly added. “If you want to wear your gift another day, I suggest you take off that bra first and then those panties. If I have to take them off of you, they’re getting ripped.”
Despite his command, Tiff moved slowly, swaying her hips as she slipped out of her intimates until she finally stood before him in all her naked glory. Lucky for her they had eight feet of distance between them or he’d be tempted to grab her up too quickly. He wanted to make their night last.
He perused up and down her body, loving how her nipples pebbled in the open air.
“Put your hands up and cup those full boobs I love so much. Be sure to pinch those tits so they’re nice and hard for me.”
They may have had sex dozens of times in the last month, but they hadn’t trulyplayedin all of that time. Life had been too busy to do more than just satisfy their urges with fast, opportunistic fucks. Tonight, that was going to change.
He watched Tiff sliding into her submission just as she’d slid out of her clothes—and it was sexy as hell.
“Spread your legs wider. I want that pussy available to me.”
She opened her mouth, tempted to speak. She wisely didn’t.
Lukus desperately wanted to strip out of his own clothes, too, mainly because it was uncomfortable having his aching cock crammed into his jeans. Tiff wasn’t the only one struggling with their slower pace. The only way to get a margin of relief was to stand, turning his back to the naked beauty waiting for him in the center of the room, and reaching for a small bundle of red grapes from the massive tray of finger foods.
Lukus closed the distance between them, never taking his eyes off her pinched nips. He wasn’t disappointed when he smelled a waft of her sexual juices already pooling in that bare snatch of hers.
“Open that dirty mouth of yours,” he commanded. Her attempted reply was pitiful. “Wider, like you’ll have to when I face fuck you.”
It still amazed him after all of the perverted things he’d done to her gorgeous body, he could still make his bride blush. He prayed she never lost that ability.
He placed a single grape in her mouth and as he expected, she started to chew. His free hand cracked the milky white skin of her ass in a rather lame swat. It did its job… it got her attention.
“I didn’t give you permission to eat yet,” he said as he popped a second, then third, and even a fourth grape in her open mouth. He let his finger follow the last one in, pressing it deeper as he commanded, “Now you can close. Chew around my finger,” he instructed as he slowly pulled the finger out before shoving it back in, emulating exactly how messy they’d be getting when his cock came out to play.
Once she’d swallowed, he repeated by feeding her another mouthful of grapes before finally stepping away from her and walking back to the tray of food. Next, he paired several squares of cheese with the gourmet crackers, turning to return to his wife.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I didn’t tell you to lower your hands, did I?” he asked after seeing her arms at her sides.
When she didn’t answer, he raised an eyebrow.
“No,” she finally answered tentatively.
