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“Question one. What does a good wife do?” His hand caressed her ass, his fingers slipping between her thighs and under the lingerie.
She knew what he wanted to hear, but she hated saying it. She harumphed. “According to you and all men, a good wife obeys her husband.” There. She’d said it and still maintained some dignity.
“Wrong answer.” His hand came down hard on her ass and she squeaked.
“That’s not fair. Adding the according to you part actually makes it a truer statement.”
“And it’s still wrong.” His hand skimmed over her ass, soothing the sting. “I told you the answer earlier. What does a good wife do? What is her job? Think, Alison.” His fingers played between her legs, stroking her softly.
“Ah…” Her mind scrambled, more focused on his talented fingers than his question.
He swatted her again.
“Hey, what was that for?” That one had stung a bit. “I couldn’t have been wrong since I didn’t answer yet.”
“It was for the delay.” He pushed the lingerie aside and stroked her slick folds. “What’s your answer?” He pushed a finger inside her.
She gasped, her pussy tightening around his finger as he slid it in and out. “What was the question again?” She couldn’t think of anything except the pleasure he was igniting in her body.
“You forgot the question? That’s not good. That deserves a different punishment.”
He removed his hand from between her legs and leaned to the side. He opened the nightstand. When he straightened a soft hum filled the air, making her pussy almost gush with anticipation.
“Harker…” Oh, he was so good with toys.
“Yes, love.” He pulled off her panties and ran the vibrator along her folds before pressing it against her clit.
“Oh…yes.” Her back arched, moving her pussy closer to that lovely sensation.
He pushed the tip of the vibrator inside her, and she opened her legs wider. The vibrations pulsed through her as he slid it in and out, each time going a little deeper.
“What’s a wife’s job?” he asked as he pumped the toy in and out, over and over.
“I…I…don’t know.” All she could think of was how good the vibrator felt and how much better it’d feel if it were his cock.
“Wrong answer.” He slapped her ass when the vibrator was buried deep inside her.
She moaned as her body clutched the toy and her hips began to rock.
“I’ll give you a hint.” He slid his hand under her chest, his fingers teasing her nipple. “A husband's job is to be cocky.” He rocked his hips, rubbing his dick against her side.
“Oh…oh, I know.” Now, she remembered. “It’s a wife’s job to take care of that.”
“Take care of what?” He pinched her nipple. “Be specific.”
“His cock…his cockiness.”
“Very good.” He swatted her ass again.
“Hey!” She moaned as he pumped the vibrator inside her. “Wh-what…was…that for?” She really didn’t care because it felt so freaking good, but she hated losing.
“For the reminder.” He lifted her, laying her on the bed, the toy still humming between her legs. He stared at it, his eyes almost black with desire. “Fuck yourself while I watch.”
More wetness flooded her pussy as she grabbed the toy, sliding it in and out. His nostrils flared as he undid his pants. He stood and pushed them and his underwear down, kicking them aside before he crawled onto the bed.
He knelt next to her head. “Suck me.”
She opened her mouth, and he slid his cock between her lips. She sucked, running her tongue along his shaft, her eyes locking with his. He pushed her hand off the vibrator and began to thrust it inside her. She moaned around his dick.
