Page 73 of Misery In Me

“Have you been throwing up today? I don’t want to aggravate anything or make your throat worse if you throw up.” I caress her face and lean in to kiss her. “Be honest. I’m fully content with just fucking your pussy.”

“I couldn’t keep lunch down today, so it might be best to skip it.” Ale looks a little guilty and I’ll have absolutely none of that.

“Good girl,” I reach down and grasp her arms to help her up. “Good girls get rewarded, Ale.”

I push the shit that clutters the top of the desk to the side and lift her on top of it. I lift the latch and raise the desk up a little higher.God, I am so glad I invested in one of those standing desks.Dropping to my knees in front of her, I adjust it to where it is the perfect height for me to eat her out.“Spread your legs,pretty girl. Let your husband show you what being a good girl gets you.”

“Joder. Por favor, te necesito adentro de mí, Cariño.”

My wife has resorted to begging, in Spanish, and fuck, how do I say no to her?

I don’t.

“Okay, baby. If you need me to stop, just say red.” Ale nods and I flip her onto her stomach, her ass and hips hanging off the edge of the desk. “Promise me you’ll say it if you need me to.” I drag my fingers down her soaking wet entrance and gently tease my fingers inside.

“Yes, fuck. I promise.” Ale arches her back into me. “Gage,please.”

I remove my fingers, the head of my cock right there, and I still. Lifting the back of her dress and watching as I slowly sink inside of her. Memorizing the way her breath hitches as it goesdeeper. “You’re so perfect, baby. Every inch of you.” I look up and in front of us is a two-panel, floor-length mirror. Ale stares at me as I grip two handfuls of her ass and drive inside her.

My hips bounce off her as I pull back and thrust again and again. My gaze stays on her in the mirror, putting to memory the way her lips part and the sound of her moans as I go faster or slow down. It only takes me a moment to realize what I’m doing subconsciously.

I’m trying to remember everything about her, the way I make her feel, and the way she feels around me. Alejandra and I don’t have years of memories to hold me together when I’m over there. No, we have a short amount of time and these amazing moments of passion. And I need as many of them as I can get to keep me sane.

“Gage?” Her voice pulls me from my spiraling thought and I look down at her. “Come back to me.”

“I don’t make promises like that, remember?”

She turns on her side and grabs ahold of my blouse's collar and pulls me to her mouth. “Lie to me.”

“Nunca.” I thrust, and her tongue caresses mine and I lift her right leg out to the side and pick up the pace. With every thrust, she tries to keep me inside her. “Me encanta la forma en la que tu cuerpo lo pide.”

“Gage,porfa… oh my…fuck,” I grip the edge of the desk with one hand and wrap my hand around her throat and bend to kiss her. “I’m going to come. Don’t stop.”

Ale’s pussy tightens around me, gripping my cock like a vice and I look back up at the mirror and it’s the look of absolute pleasure on her face as she comes, the tears glistening in her eyes as I pound into her, that has me coming so hard I see spots. I release her throat and she cries out. “That’s my perfect little slut.” I smack her ass and pull out and I watch her cunt tighten atthe loss of me. Desperately trying to keep my cum from spilling out.

“Fuuuuck,Ale.” I pull out my phone and hit record. “The way your pussy tries to keep in every single drop of my cum is sofuckinghot. That’s it, pretty girl, keep your husband’s cum inside you.”

“Take me to bed,Cariño.” She begs, and I turn my phone off and pull my pants up, leaving them unbuckled.

“Are you tired, baby?” Ale mumbles what I assume is a yes. “We need you to eat something first.” I bend down and gently pick her up and carry her across the hall to our bedroom. Setting her on the bed, I cross over to the bathroom and turn on the big garden tub, the one I’ve never used, and draw a nice hot bath. I come back out and find her staring at me. “I’m going to grab you a snack and some water. Then we’re getting in the tub.”

“Together?” She asks, propping herself up on her elbow.

“Yeah,Hermosa. Together.” I pull my blouse off and chuck it at the hamper, then move to sit on the edge of the bed, unlacing my boots and tossing them aside. “Let me take care of you while I can.” I take off my socks and my trousers, balling them up before shooting them towards the hamper. Missing completely.

“Well, there’s a reason you didn’t play basketball professionally.” Ale giggles and pokes at me with her bare foot.

“Not even close to the same thing, pretty girl. But I didn’t play when I was in school.” I grab her ankle and drag her towards me.

“Let me guess. You played American football?” She squeals when I pounce on her, kissing her neck.

“Baseball and Cross Country.” My fingers trail down, unbuttoning her dress.

“Cross Country?” She groans as I bury my face between her bare tits, kissing down her sternum.

“Distance running.”I need to stop before I try to fuck her again.

I get up and cross the room to the bathroom to turn the tub off. “It sucks, but it prepared me for the Corps. We run at least three to five miles every morning.” I head towards the bedroom door and pause. “Do you want anything specific?”

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