Page 196 of Plunge into Obsession

She hissed out a breath of air in pain and glared over at me.

“Nuh-uh, naughty girl. You keep your eyes on me, or I’ll tease you for the next hour before I let you come. How does that sound?”

Her glare deepened. “Like hell.”

I could feel a hint of a small smile pulling at the corners of my lips, and I looked back down at her panties, slowly, carefully pulling them down her long, lean legs.

Her toes twitched when I moved the fabric over it, and I brought the panties up to my nose and took in her arousal.

She blushed crimson as she watched me, her mouth opened, but nothing came out.

I winked at her before I threw it down on the floor and took in my beautiful, naked wife lying on the bed, with her pussy lips glistening from her arousal, to her swollen clit, just begging for attention, so that was what I did.

I rubbed over her clit and watched as her face contorted with her lust, watched as her small little tongue peeked out and licked at her lips and watched as the flush on her skin took in a deeper shade of red that I was wholly fascinated by.

I flicked at her clit, and her stomach tensed when the muscles there spasmed.

Fuck.

“How close are you, baby?”

“Gabriel,” she moaned out, her hips pushing up in tandem with my fingers’ rhythm.

“Close?” I asked, moving just a little faster.

She nodded.

I smiled a little. “Then what are you waiting for? Be my good little whore and come for me.”

A fire brewed in her eyes from my words, and I pulled my hand back and slapped her clit.

Her back bowed, and she made a loud noise that was a cross between a lusty whimper and a cry in pain.

I went back and rubbed in a circular motion over her clit once more, and just like that, she shot off with a scream, her body moving about on the bed as her hands reached out for me.

She scratched down my chest, and I reveled in the pain, my fingers moving faster against her clit and prolonging the orgasm as I pushed one of her legs off to the side, spreading her wide before me.

“Keep your legs wide open,mi corazón,” I said, making sure to put some command in my voice so she knew I was fucking serious.

“Good girl,” I praised when she did as I asked. “Look at you. Such a good little slut for me, showing me your dripping cunt. Beg me to lick you, baby.”

“W-What?”

My smile widened. “Tell me how badly you want my tongue on you, going from one hole…” I let my hand trail down and play with the tight ring of muscles on her backend, teasingly, gently. She squirmed beneath me as I moved up to her pussy. “To the other hole.”

Her throat moved as she swallowed, and I waited for her to tell me what I wanted, and she would tell me.

Bianca was made for me.

My other fucking half.

Mine…

I fucking loved my wife.

The realization came with a fucking boom.

I could feel my heart stalling as I took her in, took in those deep sea-blue eyes of hers, right before my heart picked up in pace, pounding so fiercely against my chest, I was almost surprised it hadn’t ripped out from the skin and fallen to her lap.

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