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She’s always been my good girl.

Tentatively, I release her wrists and pause a moment as our gazes remain coiled up with each other. Then I’m jerking her bra down, relishing the way she gasps at the sudden move. I cover her breasts with my palms, squeezing their fullness and then pinching each nipple. Simone’s hips jerk forward and then she sinks back against the wall. I let my eyes roam all over her, my emotions churning like a poisonous potion of lust and fury and self-loathing and love.

I want to fuck her so bad, but I won’t.

But I will make her feel good, at least for the moment.

“Do you want me to make you come, baby?”

Her lips stay sealed but she nods.

I should splay her out on the bed, but why bother? Right here is good enough and not for the first time in my relationship with my wife, I sink onto my knees before her. A move I’ve done a hundred times, I peel her panties down her legs and she steps out of them gracefully.

Her body is a work of art and there’s not a place on it I haven’t explored thoroughly with my mouth, my fingers and a good deal of toys I’ve bought her over the years.

With a hand on the back of one thigh, I lift her leg high and drape it over my shoulder. Simone stares down at me with flushed cheeks, her palms pressed against the wall for balance. I drag my thumb down through the lips of her sex, find her soaking wet.

“Van,” she wheezes.

My head snaps up and my hands fall away. “No words. Make all the sounds you want, but no words.”

She nods frantically, biting down hard on her lower lip.

“This is for you, baby. It doesn’t mean anything other than I want you to feel good right now.”

Anger flashes in her beautiful eyes, but she keeps her mouth shut. I reward her by circling my thumb over her clit. “That’s my girl.”

Air gushes out of her and I don’t waste any more time with teasing. I place a gentle kiss on her lower belly before running my tongue up her slit. Simone groans and I hear a thump, most likely her head falling back against the wall. I don’t bother looking up because I am focused on making my love come.

I lick her just the way I know she craves, plunging two fingers inside her heat. Hungrily exploring every fold and crevice of her pussy, I savor the sweetness of my wife and her keening sounds of need echo in my ears. I show her no mercy, but she’d never ask me for it. I told her I wouldn’t fuck her, but that’s apparently a lie because I ruthlessly plunge my tongue and fingers into her tight channel. My dick is so hard it hurts, but I let that pain fuel my desire to give Simone the pleasure she deserves.

I wince as she takes fistfuls of my hair, gripping tightly. Her hips rotate against my mouth, silently demanding more. It brings back beautiful memories of the first time I went down on my wife. I can remember it as if it were yesterday, and I’m transported back in time because I’m going through the same exact thing with her.

After we first met, Simone pursued me relentlessly. She flirted, teased and taunted. The sexiest goddamn woman I’d ever known and she was hacking away at all my defenses. Chipped and chipped and chipped until I lost my shit.

I kissed her and it was everything I feared it would be. Sizzling hot and full of so much promise that she’d rock my world, I almost bolted.

Almost.

Instead, I tried my best to scare her off. “Get your ass in my bed and get naked. I’m going to show you what happens when you aren’t smart enough to stop provoking me.”

My words had the opposite effect, and it was excitement and triumph written all over her beautiful face.

Goddamn fucking, incorrigible brat.

That was my exact thought and it’s what I think now. Here I am again, falling prey to her stubborn insistence that we belong together. Fuck if I don’t love her more for her fierce determination.

I purse my lips on her clit, suck gently and then lash my tongue. Simone keeps her mouth shut but I can hear the moans deep in her throat. She holds my head in her hands, wantonly gyrating against my face, demanding more and more from me.

That first time I fucked her, it was done without any thought or care about how she felt. She dared me to do it and I put her right on her hands and knees and took her from behind. Best fucking pussy I’d ever had, and I had all intentions of busting a quick nut and walking away from her.

Except from the moment I drove inside of her, I knew that was just a pipe dream. Simone loved it hard and rough and didn’t care that I wasn’t whispering sweet nothings in her ear. She threw herself backward onto my cock, creating as much friction and pounding as I was trying to give her.

She was an animal and there was no way I could have ever stopped.

It was, up until that point in my life, the hardest orgasm I’d ever had. I shot my soul into her and when my heart rate came back down, I hated myself for my weakness. I flopped onto the bed, rolling to my back and staring at the ceiling with complete disgruntlement.

How in the fuck had she managed to do that to me?

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