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I clench my jaw.
She grinds her pussy against my erection, and I barely hold in my groan. She's been giving me blue balls all night. This... Well, this is too much to resist.
I have to fuck her soon.
No. I need to take her home.
I've never even properly taken her.
The guilt over the quickie shitshow I gave her when I took her virginity assaults me again. Then I had to let my anger take over, and I haven't touched her since our wedding day.
She circles her hips, sliding her hand over my erection.
A low groan comes out of me, and I curse myself. I warn, "You're playing with fire, princess."
She swirls her finger on the tip of my erection, and it twitches. She leans into my ear, licks my lobe, and her hot breath sends a fresh wave of tingles everywhere. She whispers, "My pussy's dying for ya, babes."
I once again wonder who this woman is.
Maybe she was lying about being a virgin.
No, she wasn't. She bled.
But maybe...
What am I thinking?
She licks my lobe again, and I about lose it. I push her hips off me, and everything I want to do to her fills my thoughts.
I attempt one more time to talk sense into her. "This is your last chance. Let's get out of here, and I'll take care of ya at home. Fuck, I'll take care of ya in the car and then again at home."
She shakes her head, and her hair flies all over. She wiggles her finger in my face. "Not the deal, hubby."
I'm too aware that all eyes in the room are locked on us. There's music playing, but everything's gone quiet, and I like it, but I don't.
This is my wife.
Fuck, this is hot.
She's a vixen.
I've never been so enthralled with anyone in this place.
She states, "I think it's time."
"Time for what?" I ask.
She leans toward my lips, and her eyes sparkle. She declares, "For you to make me do whatever it is you make everyone else do when they're here."
I take a deep breath. I pull her close to me, and I murmur against her ear, "You don't need to do this to prove a point. I told ya I don't want any other women or you doing what they do."
Her eyes turn to slits, and she growls, "I'm not buying that ya don't want me to do what they do, Tynan. You're a man. You have dark, dirty things going through your mind at all hours of the day."
I can't help but chuckle. "Is that right? That's what ya think?"
"Yea," she affirms. She smiles coyly again and tilts her head. She runs her finger down my chest, then unfastens each button until my chest is bared to her.
"I think ya have misguided thoughts about what I want."
