“The thoughts that keep running through my head.” He smiles, sitting back on his heels. “There’s no other explanation.”
Sliding his hands up my outer thighs, he catches the sides of my leggings, yanking them down and off quickly. Pushing higher, I sweep my hair around my shoulders, rubbing my knees together and giving him my best sex-kitten pouty smile.
Blue eyes narrow as he hisses. “Hell, Pink, the things I want to do to you.”
My core clenches, and I bite my lip. “Do them all.”
“Lie back.” I quickly comply as large hands grip my knees. “Now spread those sexy thighs and show me that pussy.”
With a sigh, I happily obey, letting my legs fall open. Dark eyes meet mine, and he dives forward, covering me with his mouth and growling as he slides his tongue over my clit.
“Oh, God,” I gasp, stabbing my fingers in his hair.
I’m reclining in the chair with my legs draped over the arms, and his face is at my stomach. Two thick fingers invade my dripping core, curling as my back arches with a wail.
His hand slides higher, under the jersey to my breast, twisting a nipple between his fingertips as I moan.
The caresses of his tongue grow stronger, more persistent, and my mind tunnels. My core clenches, and I gasp, pulling his hair, riding his face. He growls against my sensitive skin, and I jump. The muscles low in my stomach twist tighter and tighter with every pass.
He doesn’t stop, and my mouth opens. My back arches, my toes curl, and with a snap, orgasm floods my brain and body. I cry out, shuddering as my body jerks.
Warm lips pull my skin, and he kisses me again before sliding his mouth to my lower stomach. As he unfastens his jeans, he nips my sensitive skin with his teeth, making me squeal. Then with a quick rise, he slides his cock into my still-clenching core.
Strong arms are on both sides of me as his mouth consumes mine. I reach up to grab his neck, sealing my lips to his. Ourkisses chase and pull, then he leans back with a smack, holding my thighs and pulling me forward as he thrusts.
I fall back, letting him use me. My hair falls around my shoulders, and I lift the jersey to let my breasts peak out.
He groans, and I feel him thicken as he moves faster. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”
His chin drops, and he’s fucking me hard, keeping the orgasm swirling beneath my skin. I wrap my legs around him, and we move together, riding the growing waves.
“Yes,” he hisses, holding the back of my neck and pulling me closer.
A bead of sweat traces down his cheek, and I kiss it, savoring the taste of his desire.
“I want you in my mouth,” I groan, and he moves back as I drop to my knees.
Lifting his cock, I pull it between my lips, swirling my tongue over the tip as he moans. My hands spread over his tight ass, and I feel the muscles flexing. I feel him fighting his orgasm, trying to prolong it.
He can’t. I press my face to his stomach, lifting my chin so I don’t gag, and he breaks with a shuddering groan. His hand is behind my head, and he holds me, coming as I swallow, taking every last drop of his essence.
I’m twistedin his sheets when I wake to the dim light of morning.
After making love in the theater, we moved to the bedroom to clean up, showering together, running our hands all over each other’s naked bodies… which led to another round of fucking.
Eventually, we made it to sleep, but everything has changed since our visit home, since we agreed we’re in this forever. Every act of love with my husband feels like it bonds us closer.
Knowing his body is mine, my body is his, has brought us to a place I didn’t know existed. He’s in my mind even when I don’t know he is. He’s moving with me, and one look fills me with lust and need.
Hot lips trace a line up my back, and I straighten, exhaling a happy sigh.
“How are you feeling?” His warm voice at my ear sends tingles down my back, through my breasts, pointing my nipples.
“Horny,” I say with a quiet laugh.
His strong hand slides down my back, squeezing my ass. “Give me this, Pink.”
A thrill tickles in my stomach, and I nod. “Okay.”