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My girl, she pays attention, doing just as I asked her to. “Good girl,” I growl before putting my hands on her back, pulling her forward to where that nipple smeared with her juices meets my tongue and mouth. With the flat of my tongue I lick everything off, rolling the flesh around before I nip, slightly using my teeth to scrape against the heat there.
“Fuck, Mason,” she breathes. “We don’t have much time, but I don’t want to go to the reception. I want to go home, I want to get naked for you, and I want you to see what I wore for you underneath here.”
Shhiiitttt. “I want that too, but we have a lot of people who came here to celebrate with us, and I’d feel bad if we didn’t at least stick around to do cake and champagne.” The guys had reworked schedules to be there, and even though I knew they would get it, it felt wrong to bypass all the hard work others had done to get the reception ready for us.
“Cake and champagne.” Her breath is unsteady. “We can last through cake and champagne.” The car comes to a stop. “Then you’ll take me home and fuck me?”
“Like you even have to ask. You’re my wife now; I’ll do whatever it is you want me to.” I tilt my head, kissing her neck as I help her pull her dress back up over her tits.
“I want you to take me home and fuck me.” Her tone is soft, seductive. “I want to spend the night in your arms with your cock inside me. I want romantic and passionate, then I want hard and rough. I want us to finish as the sun comes up, and I want you to ruin me for any other man ever again.”
“Thought I’d already done that baby, but challenge fucking accepted. Let’s go get this over with, and I’ll show you exactly the man you married, baby.”
“Can’t wait, big guy, fucking can’t wait.” She grabs my thumb between her teeth, sucking it like she does my cock, and I almost say screw it.
But the door to the limo opens, and I realize it’s show time. This right here will be the most challenging performance of my life. Pretending like I want to be anywhere else other than between my wife’s legs.
CHAPTER 26
MENACE
August
Today very well could have been the longest day of my life. I’ve done nothing but write traffic tickets, try and track back the evidence that was found at the school during June, and run into fucking roadblock after roadblock in all of the above things. The only thing I’m legitimately looking forward to is going home and having a nice quiet night with my wife. Glancing at the silicone wedding ring I wear while I’m on shift, I imagine her waiting for me. She’s been at home, waiting for me every night since we got married. I don’t know what I’m going to do when she has to go back to work, besides miss the fuck out of her.
As I pull into our driveway, I feel the stresses of the day seep from my body. Something about parking next to her car and knowing she’s there to greet me has done wonders for my stress level. Still doesn’t mean I’m not tired as hell at the end of the day.
Getting out of my Jeep, I grab the mail, and shuffle through it as I stomp through the side door. “Rina, I’m home.”
She comes out of the bedroom, wearing a small tank top and even smaller pair of shorts. I give thanks to the gods that it was hot as balls today. “Nice cheeks.” I take a handful of her ass when she turns from me to go to the fridge. She playfully smacks my hand away as I make for another grab, before she gets just out of reach.
Looking at me over her shoulder, she gives me a wink. “You might think I’m hot, big guy, but you have no idea how delectable you look when you come off shift.”
“Oh really?”
She winks as she grabs a bottle of water, taking a long drink. Splashes of the liquid she consumed are sticking to her lips, but she uses her tongue to wipe away the moisture and I have an instant hard-on. The way she runs her tongue along her bottom lip is the way she runs her tongue up my cock. “Really.”
I have a seat at the kitchen table, extremely interested in this conversation. “What else do you find sexy about me?”
Ready to play my game, she walks over to where I am, raking her eyes over my body, and then kicks her hip out to the side. Her nipples are standing at attention and I know she’s interested in getting naked with me. I know I have her, as I keep my feet out, feigning indifference.
“Do you know what I find sexy about you?” she asks, straddling my lap, throwing her legs over the chair I’m sitting in, before circling her arms around my neck.
In this position we’re eye-level and I can’t help the grin that plays at the corners of my mouth. “What’s that?” I slip my hands down her back, settling them on the natural curve of her waist.
“So many things.” She rolls her eyes playfully, sucking her bottom lip in between her teeth. That motion is giving me ideas too. “But there are a few that stand out. You might even think they’re weird.”
“Trust me.” I lower my voice, let her hear the arousal. Push up against her, let her feel my hard length. “There are things I find sexy about you, that most people would commit me for. Borders on fetishes,” my confession is whispered as I lean in, nipping lightly at her neck. “Do tell.” I tap her hip, looking forward to hearing her sing my praises. It hasn’t happened often enough in my personal life.
“The scruff on your chin.” She puts her finger up to my chin, running the pad across the scruff she’s speaking about. As she gets closer to my mouth, I make a motion, grab her finger with my lips and suck it deeply, running my tongue along the tip. She shivers and her eyes lower, get hooded as she goes on. “The way it teases my skin as you kiss my neck.”
I let her finger go with an audible pop in the quiet room. “Mmm, tell me more.” I run my hands along her thighs, denting the flesh with my fingers, knowing she likes things a little rougher when she’s in a mood like this.
She leans in closer, grasping my hair in between her fingers. “The way you taste.”
It makes my flesh pulse, makes it hot to the touch as I think of her tasting me. Lifting my hand up to her face, I caress her jawline before running my thumb over her lips. There’s a wicked desire in her eyes, as they flicker down to my thumb, before she sucks it into her mouth, circling her tongue around the tip, much like she would other parts of my body.
“Son of a bitch,” I moan, using my free hand to slip down and palm her ass, pressing her as close as we can get with these clothes separating us.
