Page 84 of A Wife's Duty

The curve of her tit was exposed, and he loved the way it pushed her tits together, showing off the inviting valley of her breasts. He couldn’t resist reaching down and stroking the curve. Lucia surprised him by wrapping her fingers around his length.

She looked up at him, at the same time he stared down at her. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said.

That was fucking sexy. His wife had been a virgin, and he’d been enjoying Lucia’s pussy for some time now. He’d not allowed her to suck his cock.

“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he said.

“I do want to,” she said.

She licked her lips, and it was the single most tantalizing sight he had ever seen.

Boone moved and sat down on the edge of the bed. He was going to need the support of the bed for this. There was no way he was going to be able to handle her untutored learning without sitting down.

“Touch me, Lucia, and then let everything else happen. Just enjoy it. Don’t use your teeth. Don’t bite down too hard, but let me feel it.”

She nodded and her gaze was on him. He was pretty sure she was trying to figure him out as if he were a puzzle, and she just needed to fit a piece of it.

She put her hands on him, and for a short second, he closed his eyes and just enjoyed her touch. Her hands were a little cold, but it didn’t take them long to warm up. One of her hands was on his cock, the other, his thigh. Her short hair fell around her face, and he couldn’t help but reach out, run his fingers through her hair, and then curl them around his fist.

She let out a little moan. Then, she slid the tip of her tongue right across the top of his cock, over the tiny slit of an opening.

He gritted his teeth, and tried to keep control. Her untutored touch shouldn’t be this arousing, yet that was exactly what it was. Gritting his teeth, he tried to gain control, but she took him into her mouth and sunk deep onto his length until the back of her throat made contact with his dick. That felt way too good.

Lucia pulled back and he winced as she used just a little too much teeth.

She pulled back. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“Did I hurt you?”

“It’s fine. Keep going.”

Lucia looked at him, and he stared right back. After a little hesitation, she began to suck him again, only this time she explored, trying to learn what he liked. She didn’t use her teeth again, but it felt good. Her mouth was so fucking warm and inviting, and he loved that she wanted to play with him. He’d give her anything she wanted. But his patience and control would only last so long. Her mouth was too damn good, and he quickly pulled her off his cock.

“What is it? What have I done?”

“Nothing,” he said. “But now it’s my turn.”

He pulled her to the bed and tore the negligee from her body. She moaned his name, but he didn’t give her a chance to catch up as he spread her legs open and licked her pussy. Twirling his tongue around her clit, he stroked back and forth, then sunk down and began pressing his tongue inside her.

She cried out, his name filling the air, echoing around the room. He loved hearing her scream his name, especially as she was so close to orgasm.

Once he had fucked her multiple times with his tongue, he then went back to focusing on her clit. Stroking back and forth, he was tempted to keep her at the peak and not allow her to go over the edge. Only, this time he didn’t. He pushed her straight into her orgasm, feeling her body shake as she cried out his name.

Moving between her spread thighs, he pressed his cock in her and slammed in hard and deep. She felt so hot, so tight, so warm. He pressed forward, taking hold of her hands, locking them together, and pressing them either side of her head.

Staring into her eyes, he made love to her, knowing there was a chance he might never return. It was a risk he had no choice but to make. If he didn’t come back, he already had everything in place. Frank and Ronald would know what to do. They would keep her safe and help her build a life for herself, which was all he could offer her at this time.

Chapter Seventeen

Boone was gone the following day. She felt the empty space where he had been last night. She glanced across the room, and Betty was there, waiting to go out. It was already getting late. According to the clock, it was closer to nine now.

“I’m coming,” she said.

Lucia did have to make a quick pit stop at the bathroom. From there, she made her way downstairs, after throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a large, oversized shirt. Both had been worn by Boone, and they smelled like him as well.

Betty had gone to the toilet outside and was eating, while Lucia got the coffee on. This was how Frank found them when he entered the kitchen.

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