Page 124 of If You Love Me

“But there are green apple slices and caramel dip.” She gives me doe eyes and strokes her braid. “Pretty, please?”

I lean down and slip my thumb between her parted lips. Her tongue presses against the pad and she sucks softly. “How can I say no you when you’re being so polite.”

Her eyes light up. There were so many memorable moments when we spent that weekend together in New York. But those green apple slices and caramel dip were unforgettable.

Lexi tugs my boxers down my thighs. Once I’m rid of them, I step back and drop into the chair next to the champagne and apple slices. I crook a finger and feel like a God when my gorgeous wife crawls to me. She runs her hands up my thighs, her braid dragging across my skin and she pulls herself up, brushing her lips over mine.

“Thank you for indulging me.” She sucks my bottom lip, then kisses her way down my chest.

“I'll fuck your sweet mouth, but I come in your pretty pussy, understood?”

“Yes, Roman.” Lexi reaches for an apple slice and drags it through the caramel dip. She carefully positions it over mythrobbing, frankly painful erection, drizzling caramel sauce onto the head and down the shaft.

She nibbles the end, then holds the rest of the slice out to me. I take it with my teeth, the sweet tart flavor bursting on my tongue and bringing back memories of the last time we did this.

“Such a mess you made,” I tsk.

She blinks innocently up at me. “Can I lick it up?”

She’s beyond beautiful, on her knees for me, so eager and ready to please. “Be thorough.”

Lexi grins as she braces her hands on my thighs and drags her tongue around the head. She laps at me, teasing, placing open mouthed kisses along the shaft.

I hold out my hand and she places the end of her braid in my waiting palm. I plan to buy baby’s breath and weave it into her hair every chance I get. I wrap the length gently around my fist, not wanting to crush the fragile blooms.

“Be a good girl and suck it clean.”

I marvel at how perfect she is, how much power she wields as she takes me in her mouth and brings me to the edge. And I get to spend the rest of my life loving her, adoring her, and being loved and adored in return.

When I hit the back of her throat, I pull her off my cock. “That’s enough.”

She grins up at me. “Caramel drizzle dick is my favorite.”

I laugh and pull her into my lap, kissing her roughly. “You can have it for dessert any night you want.”

I slide my arm under her knees and she wraps her arms around my neck so I can carry her to the bed.

She tries to wind her legs around my waist, but I bracket her thighs with mine. “Ah, ah, ah. What did I say I was going to do?”

“Kiss every inch of me until I’m begging for your cock.”

“That’s right, angel. You got what you wanted, now I get what I want.”

Stretching out over her, I make good on my promise. I suckand bite her nipples, kiss my way across her stomach, down to her satin covered pussy. I lick the damp fabric, then tug her panties down her thighs with my teeth as I spread her legs wide.

“Hold yourself open for me,” I demand.

She parts her lips with two fingers and I lave her clit, teasing and nipping. I loop my arms around her thighs and fuck her with my tongue, swallowing down the taste of her.

“Roman, please,” her voice is rough with need.

“Those are the pretty words I’ve been waiting for.” I lick up the length of her, desperate for more of her soft moans and pleas for more.

When her legs start to shake and I’m as mindless with desire as she is, I cover her body with mine and settle between her hips. My cock slides between her slick folds and we both groan.

Her hands slide into my hair, eyes searching mine as she whispers, “I need you inside me.”

I shift my hips forward, filling her in one smooth stroke, connecting us, making us one.

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