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Shuddering, Angel moved her hips, rubbing against him. The tiny spark that had ignited in her core was growing, and she welcomed the sensation. It wasn’t that she hadn’t had an orgasm since Melody was born, Adam had used toys to ensure that, but this was the first time she’d really felt the same kindling of desire she’d felt before she was pregnant.
The real need for sex. For the closeness and intimacy it brought.
Her skin wasn’t crawling. It was humming and buzzing, and though she flinched when his hands swept up to the sides of her breasts, she relaxed as soon as they moved away again. The boobs still didn’t want to be touched, but the rest of her… oh, yes.
Angel made a sound of protest when Adam suddenly pulled away, then squealed when he lifted her into his arms. Laughing, she cuddled against his neck, letting him carry her to their bedroom. Bed was better than couch. A little part of her worried her rediscovered desire would disappear on the short trip, but it didn’t.
The achiness between her legs, the desire, the craving… it was all still there when he set her down on the mattress and tugged off her pants, though he left the nursing tank top on, as they’d been doing. It worked as a physical reminder that her boobs were a no-touch zone and also made her feel a lot less self-conscious. Even though she knew she probably wouldn’t leak right after pumping, if she did, her nipple pads would catch it.
She giggled when Adam kissed the insides of her knees, his goatee tickling her sensitive skin. Flashing her a smile, he bent his head back down to kiss up the insides of her thighs. Moving her hands down to slide her fingers into his hair, Angel’s hips lifted as his lips brushed over the outer edges of her pussy.
“Uh-uh,” he said, taking her wrists and pulling her fingers away from his hair. “Grab onto the headboard. Don’t let go.”
The authority with which he gave the order made her shiver. The last time he’d tried to Dom her in the bedroom, it had been like throwing ice water over her. She’d already been struggling to get into the mood, then he’d started in on the kinky stuff, and she’d panicked.
This time, she lifted her arms, exposing her body, and a thrill shivered through her. Trust was an integral part of kink—she trusted him not to do more than she could handle, trusted him not to take advantage of her arms being above her head to go for her boobs, trusted him to make her feel good. While she’d never lost that trust in him, she hadn’t had the opportunity to show it in so long, it felt brand new.
“Good girl.”
Angel sighed with happiness at the accolade. She wanted to be a good girl—his good girl—and hadn’t felt as though she’d truly earned that title in so long. Now, with her fingers wrapped around the spindles of the headboard, Adam’s tongue sliding over her pussy, it was an endearment she could finally revel in again.
Adam
Slowly, carefully, watching his wife for any sudden changes in heart, Adam slid his tongue between her pussy lips. Sweetness burst on his tongue, his favorite flavor in the whole world filling his mouth—the delicacy of Angel’s arousal. Hearing her whimper as she obeyed his command had soothed something inside of him.
He needed this.
To take control and give her what she needed.
That’s what fulfilled him.
Sliding his tongue up and down her wet folds soothed some of the savageness inside him. It felt contradictory that offering her a night out without him was what had spurred her to want to be with him, but he wouldn’t argue with results. He hadn’t been expecting her reaction, but he was going to take full advantage of it, though he kept a careful eye out for what her current limits might be.
While she was outspoken everywhere else, in bed, Angel sometimes pushed her own needs to the back burner in favor of pleasing him. Fortunately for her, he was just as invested in pleasing her. He wanted to give as much as he wanted to take.
Right now, he was so turned on, he knew he needed to give first if he wanted to ensure she got as much pleasure out of this encounter as he did. He didn’t think he would be able to hold back once he got inside her. His cock was throbbing with need.
“Oh…” Angel’s hips lifted, her voice coming out on a breathy gasp, and the headboard creaked as she pulled at it.
The combined sounds were music to his ears, a tune he hadn’t heard in a long time.
Pressing his advantage, he licked, sucked, and nibbled all around her sweet pussy, teasing the sensitive lips and swollen clit with his tongue and teeth, drawing more gasps and little wriggles from her body. When he finally moved away and kissed her on the top of her mound, leaving her wet, slick, and wanting, Angel moaned and opened her eyes to watch him strip.
He couldn’t remember the last time he’d undressed so quickly.
“Keep holding onto the headboard,” he ordered, kneeling between her thighs, lining his cock up with her glistening pussy. Rubbing the mushroom head up and down her slit, he enjoyed the way she shuddered and her back arched at the touch. She hadn’t reacted to him like this in so long, and it was a balm to his soul, reassurance they could make their way back to where they’d been.
Leaning forward, his lips hovered over hers as he pushed into her soft velvet heat, her body opening to accept him.
“Oh, fuck…” Angel arched beneath him, eyelashes fluttering, a little hitch in her breath. Her muscles contracted around him, tightening and releasing, and the headboard creaked again. It had been so long since sex had been this easy and hot between them. Adam was cataloguing every moment.
Angel
The slide of Adam’s cock into her body had Angel writhing, especially since she couldn’t reach up to touch him. She hadn’t realized how much she missed the kinky side of things because she hadn’t missed any part of sex. The very idea of being kinky had seemed like effort on top of effort. The only effort she felt right now was the determination not to let go of the headboard until and unless Adam gave her permission.
His guttural groan made her clench again.
That felt so good.
