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Ignoring her taunt, I trail my lips down her chin and chest as she falls back with a moan. She wraps her legs around my waist and places her hands on my shoulders, pushing at the leather jacket I’m wearing. Nipping at her skin, I lean back slightly and help her strip it from me, tossing it aside before she grabs the bottom of my shirt. Winking at her, I grab it from the back and haul it over my head. Her eyes smolder as she licks her lips and runs her gaze across my chest.
Fuck.
I love the way she looks at me. Finally, all the hours spent training to make me the deadliest I could be has other benefits.
“Pants,” she orders.
“Not yet,” I growl, pressing my hand against her chest as she tries to rise to fight me. I push her onto her back before dragging her dress down, watching her rosy nipples tighten in the air as her breasts tumble free. Groaning, I stroke across her globes, tweaking and twisting one taut bud. Her moans fill the air as I watch it harden into a stiff, perfect peak, begging for my mouth like her little pussy as her hips roll desperately.
“So fucking responsive,” I murmur, leaning down to suck her nipple into my mouth. Her chest arches, shoving it deeper into my mouth.
“Oh God, Alaric, please!”
I love the way she says my name, and I’ll never get tired of it, so I make her call it again. I dig my teeth into her sensitive skin until she cries out, and then I soothe it with my tongue before pulling back and turning my head. I give her other breast the same treatment until both are flushed with my teeth marks circling her rosy, engorged nipples.
I glide my hands up her waist and under the dress, pulling it down farther until I have to step back and tug it, revealing her flushed, perfect body. But I’m too needy to just stare. I have to remind her how much I need and love her.
Forcing myself between her thighs, I grab her hips and lift, holding her aloft as I press her pink, wet pussy to my mouth. I lap at every inch of her core, her sweetness exploding across my tongue until I’m nothing but an animal eating her pussy. I dip my tongue inside of her to get more, and her noises get louder as she wiggles in my grip, riding my face like the good girl she is.
Her clit begs for my mouth, so I pull my tongue from her hole and lash there instead. She writhes, and I have to hold her still, her cries increasing as I suck and lick. When I bite down, she thrashes in my arms, her little hole clenching as she comes. She screams her release like I promised then sags in my grip after. I lick her through it, but I’m a greedy man and I want another.
Banding my arm across her peachy ass, I hold her against me as I stroke my fingers through her wetness and thrust them inside of her fluttering channel. She moans weakly as I curl them inside of her before pulling out and pushing them back in, watching her greedy cunt swallow them, glistening with her release.
“Good girl,” I growl, licking around her hole to catch her cream as I fuck her with my fingers. I add a third, twisting and widening them until she’s crying out again.
“Oh God, Alaric!” she yells. “I can’t . . . I’m going to . . .”
Knowing she’s right where I want her, I turn my hand and press my thumb to her little puckered hole, watching triumphantly as she seizes in my arms, milking my fingers as she comes again. She squirts her release, and I lap at her, desperate to catch it all, not wanting to waste a drop of my wife’s delicious juices.
When she slumps again, I lower her to the counter, feeling her shiver. Her eyes are closed, her lips are parted, and her hair is wild.
She’s so fucking beautiful. I kiss her stomach, ignoring my aching, rock-solid cock as she recovers. When she finally sits up, her legs shaking under my grip, I kiss her mouth, letting her taste her release as she eagerly slides her tongue across mine.
Stepping back, I watch her as she slips off the counter and moves toward me, her gaze intent and needy. She slides her hand up my chest and tweaks my nipple, sending a zing of pain through me and hardening my cock more.
“I need you.”
Three words.
Three fucking words.
How could I resist?
Pushing her to her knees, I unzip my trousers, her eyes widening when I pull out my stiff cock and stroke it.
“Lean back,” I order, and she does so quickly. “Good girl,” I praise as she places her hands on the floor behind her to keep herself balanced. I step closer, still stroking my hard length, feeling my precum drip from my tip and splash onto her breasts. I can’t help but grunt as I watch the bead roll down her skin. I did plan for that pretty mouth to suck my cock before I fucked her, but I have something better in mind.
Bending slightly, I release my cock for a moment. “Press your breasts together,” I command.
She blinks, hesitating, and I narrow my eyes, so she quickly lifts her hands and pushes her breasts together like a fucking offering. Goddamn. I almost spill right there, but I hold myself back as I grab my cock once more. Slowly caressing the tip across her flushed globes, I paint them with my precum as she moans. I grab her hair with one hand, tilt her head back so I can look into those emerald eyes, and then do what I have been fantasizing about.
I push my cock between her breasts, thrusting like it’s her tight little cunt. I fuck them, spilling more precum across them as I snap my hips forward.
“Oh God,” she whimpers, spreading her legs wider so I can see her soaked cunt.
Fuck.
I release my cock from her tits and yank her up by the throat. She comes willingly, wide-eyed and needy as hell. My very own wife. “Bend that pretty ass over the counter,” I order.
