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A needy sound leaves her and I smile like the dick I am. But damn, it’s fun making my wife squirm.
“You know where,” she says, mild annoyance in her tone.
“Tell me.” I slide my fingers beneath the skirt of her dress. “Show me.”
“Exactly where you’re going,” she says, dropping her head to watch me. When I brush the front of her panties, a soft hiss leaves her. “Yes. There.”
I keep my touch featherlight, exerting just enough pressure so that she can feel me and want more. Back and forth I stroke the dampening sheer fabric. The heat of her radiates, tempting me to slip a single finger inside her and test just how wet she is, but I keep myself restrained.
“You like that?” I ask, my gaze locked on her pretty face.
Her eyes find mine, hazy and full of desire. “Yes.”
“Is it enough?”
She shakes her head.
“You want more?”
Charlotte nods. “Yes.” She sinks her teeth into her lower lip, her expression coy. I don’t even think she means to look like that. It just comes naturally to her and fuck, it drives me out of my mind.
I press a little harder, causing her eyelids to flicker and her lips to part. I run my finger up and down, watching her, noting the way her breath accelerates. She spreads her legs wider, the scent of her pussy mingling with her perfume and I breathe deep, savoring the smell.
“So pretty, wife,” I murmur, shoving her skirt up with my free hand so I can really see her. Her panties are a nude color, completely sheer and soaked. Unable to resist, I slip a finger beneath the fabric, encountering nothing but creamy wet heat.
A groan leaves her and she arches into my hand, seeking more. I give it to her, rubbing her clit. Searching her folds. Sliding a single finger inside her welcoming body. Then another. Slowly fucking her, my thumb nudging against her clit, the slick sounds filling the close confines of my car.
“Perry,” she bites out when I add another finger, stretching her. Filling her. Her hips move in time with my thrusting fingers, her clit swelling as I continue rubbing it and I’m tempted to toss her into the back seat of the car and eat that pretty little pussy until she comes against my lips.
So I do.
When I withdraw my hand she moans in frustration, then yelps when I grab her as if she weighs nothing and toss her onto the back seat. I scramble after her, readjusting her body so she’s sprawled across the back seat and I reach for her hips, shoving the skirt back up and yanking off her panties so frantically, I feel the fabric rip beneath my grip.
“Oh God,” she gasps as I pull them from her legs, tossing the ruined panties over my shoulder. “You ripped them.”
“I’ll buy you another pair,” I promise, my gaze zeroing in on her pussy, her legs falling open so she’s on complete display. It’s plump and glistening and my mouth literally waters to taste her.
Bending over her, I drop a kiss on her lower belly, noting how her skin trembles beneath my lips. I move lower, her hand coming to rest on top of my head just as I press my mouth to her wet, hot flesh. Her sweetness coats my lips, my tongue and I lick her eagerly, my tongue everywhere as she wiggles beneath me, as if she’s trying to get away.
I clamp my hands on her hips, keeping her still as I eat at her flesh like I’m starving. I devour her, my lips and tongue everywhere, touching every part of her. Both of her hands are in my hair now, holding me close as she grinds her cunt against my face and I suck on her clit, fluttering my tongue on the pulsing nub of flesh. Trying to drive her out of her mind.
It works. She’s coming in an instant, my name falling from her lips as she cries out. I don’t let up on her, concentrating all of my efforts on her clit until eventually she’s trying to shove me away, as if she can’t take it anymore.
Removing myself from her, I lean back against the door, watching her as she tries to compose herself. She’s fucking beautiful, lying there with her legs sprawled and her dress bunched at her waist. Her head thrown back against the seat, her eyes closed, her hair a mess.
I’m half tempted to take a photo with my phone, but she’d probably kick my ass.
Reaching into my pocket, I whip my phone out anyway and open up the camera, taking a quick photo.
Then another one.
“Perry.” Her eyes blaze open, her brows lowered. “Did you just take my picture?”
Nodding, I pull up the last photo I took and stare at it for a moment, then show it to her. “Look at you.”
She grabs the phone, studying the image, her lips pressed together, her cheeks still flushed from the orgasm I just gave her. “Oh.”
“Oh what?” I maneuver myself so I’m sitting next to her, the both of us now staring at my phone. “You’re beautiful.”
