Page 103 of Tell Me All Your Lies

Cara opens her eyes and peers down. She starts to rock harder, and it makes her tits look like she’s a porn star fucking me as a show.

I fold my arms beneath my head.

“Use me. This cock is for your pleasure.”

She starts to ride me harder and lets out little whimpers as she goes.

“Grant,” she moans as she goes faster.

I can tell my girl is getting close from the way she shuts her eyes and gets lost in chasing her pleasure.

“I’m going to come inside you.”

“Yes,” she whimpers.

That sets her off, and she starts to scream.

My girl’s a screamer, and I fucking love it. I follow behind her and let my cum seep into her pussy.

Out of breath, Cara makes eye contact with me once again, and I can’t help but let a smug smile stretch across my face.

Making this woman come is going to be my lifelong goal.

“Well, good morning,” Cara teases.

“A very good morning for me.”

She blushes and then starts to get off my cock. I instantly feel the loss.

As she heads into her bathroom, I love seeing her body sway as she goes. She looks over her shoulder at me as if she knew I was watching her.

“I’m never going to take my eyes off you again.”

“Good. I like you a little possessive.”

She disappears from my line of sight. Possessive? This woman is my wife. That doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel about keeping her safe and mine.

I hop out of bed, find my discarded boxers, and put them on first, followed by my same joggers and shirt from last night.

As I finish getting dressed, a naked Cara comes out of the bathroom.

“I’ll start some coffee.”

“That’d be great. I’ll meet you down there. I have to check in with Ruby again.”

“Maybe I need a new assistant because Rob isn’t as forthcoming as he usually is.”

“He’s just holding down your whole office. Cut him some slack.”

“You’re right.”

I step forward and place a gentle kiss on top of her head as I wrap her in my arms. She brings her arms around me, and I love the feel of her bare tits pressed against me.

“I’m going to want to fuck you again if we keep at this,” I tease.

“I wouldn’t object.”

I groan, and it makes Cara laugh.

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