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Chapter Twenty-Five
Maceo
It’s late when Josephine and I get back home from all the Christmas festivities at headquarters. I’m more than ready to hit the sack when my Pixie clears her throat. I had been so preoccupied with getting ready for bed, I hadn’t notice Josephine had changed into a naughty Missus Clause costume, hat and all.
“You know, I never got to give you your birthday present…” she teases, running her fingertips over the swell of her overripe breasts.
My toothbrush falls out of my mouth as I take her in. I nod excitedly. It’s been too long since I last sank into my wife. We hadn’t had sex yesterday when I got home—too many emotions to fall into bed with each other. “Please and thank you.”
Josephine giggles at my enthusiasm, pulling me by the waistband of my jeans to the bedroom. She starts a song on her phone, which sounds an awful lot like Bachata. Josephine knows I have a weakness for Latin American music, especially if it’s soulful.
Josephine sways her hips, popping out her grab-worthy ass in the skimpy holiday negligee. Her baby bump proudly on display. Her body continues to move in waves of circular patterns to the seductive rhythm of the music.
Fuck me.She learned Sensual Bachata dancing.
How? When?
Who fucking cares, Maceo?My wife is rocking and bopping her hips for me.Fucking gold!
Once upon a time, I dabbled in the provocative dance art when I was on assignment in the Dominican Republic—pre-Josephine. I was unable to deny myself the opportunity to rub up against beautiful women while seducing them. How could I not be attracted to it? It has my name stamped all over it.
But here, my wife, the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, remembered me mentioning my hankering for it and went and took some lessons. The way she’s hypnotizing me with her body… No woman in the entire world can hold a candle to her and the carnal need she stirs in me.
Josephine continues to dance provocatively as she pushes my ass down on the bed. She sways between my open thighs, her citrus scent wafting in the air with her movements. She smiles at me as she turns and rolls her body, her ass shaking in my face. Those hooded, coastal-blue eyes of hers peek at me over her shoulder in a naughty, come-hither way.
When she bites her bottom lip, I snap to attention, grabbing her by the hips, leading her body the way I see fit. I bend and dip her before pulling her back, her chest flush against mine, and rocking our hips in synchronization.
When I turn her and have her back against my heaving chest, my fingers skim down her sides to the baby bump jutting out between her hips. Palming our sons inside my woman has me wanting to impregnate her all over again.
Well, that’s not possible, but I sure as hell can practice with her for the next time. As sexy as my little kitten’s dance is, I need a fuck-ton more than her swiveling hips next to mine—I need to be inside her tight heat.
Spinning her toward the bed, I lay her down gently. “Spread those sexy legs for me. Show me what’s mine.”
Josephine does as I command. Slowly, she drops her slender legs open to prolong the suspense, revealing a sliver of red lace covering her sex, drenched in her juices.
“Look how ready you are for me,” I purr with appreciation. I pull my shirt over my head, loving the little moan pass her lips as she watches me undress. I cup my throbbing dick in my jeans, watching how my woman’s eyes home in on my bulge. “I’m ready for you too.”
I drop my pants and crawl over my woman like a tiger on the prowl, my eyes feasting on her heavenly body like a meal I can’t get enough of.
She licks her lips anxiously, her breasts rising and falling rapidly. Fuck, but her tits are fantastic, all pushed up in the demi-cup bra like that. I love her teardrop tits—small or big. Tempting as they are, I know better than to go nuts on them.
I peel back the lace cups, pushing her breasts further out. With my tongue, I lash out at one swollen peak. Josephine groans, arching her back, pushing her breast farther into my mouth. I suck and swirl my tongue around, loving the guttural sounds pouring out of her. I take turns between each of her breasts, caressing them with equal amounts of attention.
Slowly, I descend her slender body, trailing kisses in my wake, but she quickly grabs me by the face, stopping my advance.
“Baby, I can’t wait any longer. I’m aching for you.”
Her words roll through me like a tidal wave, sending my heart into overdrive. I’m torn. I love worshiping Josephine’s pussy with my tongue, fueling on the taste of her sweet sugar and cream. But how can I deny her what she’s begging for?
It’s simple; I can’t deny her.
Consumed with need, I move back up her body, claiming her rosy-pink lips. My fingers tangle into the delicate lace and satin of her thong, snapping it clean from her needy, bare sex. With one hand, I grasp my weeping length, sliding it up and down Josephine’s wet pussy lips, coating myself in her fluids. My free hand gently wraps around her neck to hold her place as I slide home inside her tight heat.
My head falls forward with a groan, enjoying the warmth and pressure she supplies around my cock. Sinking into her is always mind-blowing. It’s the closest thing to heaven on earth when I’m wrapped up in my woman—emotionally and physically. It’s like coming home—I’m home with her.
Josephine’s tilts her hips upright to sheath me to the hilt. Her gemlike eyes roll back in her head, her mouth parting in a perfect O. “Oooh, Gawwwd!”
I smile wickedly. Not God, but if she wants to worship me, I’m all for it. “That’s it, Pixie.” I rotate my hips just to give her another angle of myself.
