Page 9 of His Bride

I climb onto the bed and crawl over her, kissing her mouth before I repeat the same tie on the other side. “Andnow?”

“Still okay,” shebreathes.

Her legs are spread wide, her hands reaching up to touch her ankles now. If she didn’t do yoga every single day, I’d never consider putting her in such aposition.

But oh myGod, her pussy and ass are now presented perfectly for me to tease and torture and pleaseusboth.

“I want you to stretch a little more, Sprite,” I murmur as I stroke my hand up the back of her thigh, tracing the shape of her muscles beneath her skin. “Can you do thatforme?”

“Yes, Sir.” No teasing, no brattiness. Just breathless submission. I kiss her calf, then the sensitive spot behind her knee, and up her inner thigh. Her pussy glistens and I can’t resist a quick swipe at it with mytongue.

But I have a final trussing up of my wife to finish before I can spend too much time betweenherlegs.

I climb off the bed and remove my clothes, keeping an eye on her the whole time. I love having her spread open like this—every inch of her available for myappreciation.

As I bare my chest, my legs, and finally my cock, Ellie gets more and more worked up. Her pussy is dripping by the time I’m naked, but I’m not ready to fuckheryet.

I take the trailing ends of the rope on her right and tug, leading her tied-together hand and foot toward the headboard. “Okay?” I ask, but she’s already stretching to accommodate my outrageousdemand.

“Yes.”

The other side is trickier, but I get that tied off, too, and there—that’sperfect.

My Ellie, folded in half, her pussy and ass served up as if on a beautiful bridalplatter.

I’m going to be so goodtoboth.

I start with my tongue, indulging our shared craving for more than the swiping taste I had a few minutes earlier. This time, I feast on her cunt, sucking and licking her swollenflesh.

Then I add my fingers, first in her pussy, and then around her perfect, tight little asshole. Soft, teasing circles followed by more deliberate rubbing as her sphincter starts to flex against mytouch.

It’s been too long since I’ve fucked her there, but right now, all my come belongs in herpussy.

We’re trying to make a baby,afterall.

That doesn’t mean I can’t fill both holes if that wouldpleaseher.

I blindly reach for the first aid kit on the other side of the bed and I drag it closer, only pausing giving her head long enough to look for what I need next. At the bottom are three plugs. I choose a small glass one, pale pink just like her wedding dress, and I grab a packet oflube,too.

I rip that open and squeeze a good amount onto the curved tip of the butt plug. As I press it to her rear entrance, I resume my slow, thorough licking of herpussy.

The sounds she makes as I ease the plug into her body are music to my ears. Low, earthy moans as she tries to control her breathing. Little, breathy inhales as she loses that fight and the sensationsoverwhelmher.

Once it’s seated in her ass, I press against it, fucking her gently with the unyielding glass. I lick her until her clit is hard and her pussy has soaked my face, and then I riseaboveher.

I use the rest of the lube packet to slick up my cock, because with the plug and how she’s folded over, she’s going tobesnug.

I rub the straining head of my erection against her hot, tight pussy, and curl my body over hers, bracing my hand besideherhead.

“I love you, Ellie.” I kiss her gently as I push into her. “You made me the happiest man in the worldtoday.”

She exhales against my mouth, her breath warm and sweet. “I love you, too.Somuch.”

I pump my hips, easing our bodies together as I lever off the bed with my feet, my thighs and ass clenched tight. This is half-sex, half-gymnastics, and full-on-crazy—I can’t leave her bent in half for long. But I won’t need to. Each rub of my cock against the plug in her ass makes her shudder and coils my own arousal tight in myballs.

I could comealready.

I justmight.

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