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You’d think the ring on my finger would be a motherfucking big deterrent for that type of fuckery, but I guess for some of the more fanatic hangers-on, it hasn’t fully sunk in that I’m way off the market yet.
My little slugger saw the whole thing and went insane. This time around, she really was a good little girl –unlike that other time in Hague– and controlled herself, and rather than punching the woman on her nose like she said she wanted to, she let our security deal with her and spared us that lawsuit.
I smile down at her. “What do you say I make good on that promise right now, baby? You can teach me that whole slew of nasty words you owe me when we’re done.”
She pretends like she’s thinking about it and then nods. “Your terms are acceptable, Mr. Gabriel.”
I smile down at her. “Perfect, Mrs. Gabriel… now let me enjoy my treat. I won’t come up for air until you really pass out this time.”
“Oh, goodie!” Mia silently claps her hands.
I chuckle.
She’s too damn cute for words.
I gather her in my arms and kiss her hard.
Keeping our mouths glued, I let my hands skim all over her and don’t stop until I’m gripping her bountiful ass.
I nudge her soft thighs open on either side of me and raise her lower body to meet mine. We both moan into our kiss when her cunt grinds against my rapidly swelling cock.
I can feel her tempting heat through our clothes. Feeling it leads me to imagine it around me, and the thought turns my erection hard as steel. The zip of my jeans digs painfully into the ridge of my dick, and I suck on her lower lip to stifle my groan.
Mia whimpers on my tongue, and the last few drops of blood that were pumping elsewhere in my body head south.
My hands travel up and down her curvaceous body, and even though I had her under me just last night, I want her so much right now that it feels as if I've gone without the feel of her for days.
My fingers paint three circles over her lower back as I rock her against my cock, telling her without words that I want everything she has. She moans into my mouth, her legs clutching me even tighter as she arches into me, rubbing her hot pussy on my bulge.
I break the kiss when I feel my cock lurch in its confinement, a burst of pre-cum wetting my tip.
My wife is running her delicate hands up and down my back under my tee. Her fingers make me fucking shiver.
She buries her downy face into my shoulder.
I feel the warmth of her little, fast pants as the air hits my skin; the entire length of my body goes rigid as if an electrified wire were running through my nerves. The sensation leaves my cock even more achingly stiff and makes my balls tense up.
“Carson…”
Mia murmurs my name hotly. I don’t need more than that to know that she wants me to go back on my word and fuck her right now, but that’s just her arousal talking.
Both hers and mine. They speak the same language.
Her lust, just like my own, wants me to just shove inside her all the way and make us one, right here, right now. No games, just completion.
But I know that worshipping her body for hours and delaying our final pleasure will make our passion burn brighter, so I hold on.
My wife will have to just deal. I know she will love every fucking thing I do to her, though.
She will be thankful for every little bit of pleasurable torture when I’m through with her.
I yank her leggings and pretty pink panties down her legs at the same time, making her gasp. Her dark, glazed eyes follow my every move as I toss the garments behind us.
Just as fast, I free her from my tattered black tee, leaving her only in a pink sports brassier that's straining against her magnificent tits. One nipple punching through the Lycra in a way that makes me want to just devour it, the other rosy and erect, peeping from the top of the cup, must have shifted out of place while we were rolling on the bed.
Fuck.
I gulp. What a vision.
