Page 81 of Misery In Me

Never take from her without her explicit consent.

“You can use a safe word at any time, Ale. I willneverforce myself on you. Do you hear me, baby?” I sit up on my haunches and pull her up into my arms. “Green, yellow, and red. If you say red, everything stops.”

“Okay. Yes. Free use… I’m all yours.” I nod, smiling while I lay her back down and go back to eating her pussy.

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

My tongue swirls around her clit, one palm splayed on her stomach, the other spreading her open for me. “I want you to soak my face,Hermosa. Fucking drown me.” I shove two fingers in my mouth and get them wet. “Recuerda gritar mi nombre cuando te haga venir. Hoy no te compartiré con Dios.”

Easing my fingers inside her, I quickly find that rhythm that has her moaning. “Oh, fuck.Fuck. Don’t stop,Cariño. You feel so good.”

Sucking on her clit, her hips rising off the bed, wetness drips past my palm.Fuck, I’m going to miss this.Three fucking months, at the least, without the taste of her.I crawl up her body, my palm smacking against her clit, and I lean into her ear.“My pretty little whore. Come for me.”

Ale’s eyes fill with tears as she falls apart underneath me. The splashing of her cum on my palm as I make contact with her cunt pushes me to the edge. “Fuck,” I pant in her ear. “I need to be inside you while you’re still soaking wet.” I pull my fingers out and yank my underwear down just low enough for my cock to spring free. She spreads her thighs and I slip inside her. “So fucking perfect,Hermosa.”

“I love you, Gage.”

“I know, baby. I love you too.”

Instantly, that intense hunger to drive inside her until I come dissipates. In its place is the need to savor every single second she’s in my arms. My thrusts shift to an agonizingly slow pace, and I bring my lips to hers, tasting her, losing myself in her. “You’re my everything.” I whisper against them. “Just know that while I’m gone, when I close my eyes at night… it’s your beautiful face I’ll dream about.”

“I’ll dream of you too,Cariño.Now come inside me so you can hold me.”

Anything she wants.

I grip her thigh and hike it up on my hip, picking up the pace. Ale’s hardened nipples rub against my chest and she winces. “What’s wrong?”

“Tender, that’s all.”

I push up from her and pull her body down so I can be up on my knees, so there’s no pressure on her chest at all. “Such a gentleman.”

“The way I’m about to fuck you will make you think otherwise. All this stopping,” I grunt, thrusting hard, and her body juts upward. “Has me ready to come. So hold on,Hermosa. This is gonna be quick and hard.”

Ale fists the sheets and my hands find purchase under her knees, spreading her legs and giving me the perfect view of her cunt taking me. Slowly, I rock my hips forward, watching her stretch to fit me. My thumb rubs on her clit and she tightens around me as I try to pull back.

Good fucking Christ.

All I want to do is worship my wife’s cunt.

“That’s it, baby. Just lie there, look fucking gorgeous, and fucking take it.”Thrust.“Ven por mí, esposa. Dame lo que quiero.”

The pad of my thumb doesn’t let up, my hips hit her ass with every powerful thrust until she whimpers. “Fuck, Gage. It’s—” Her hands reach between us to push against my chest and with a cry, she comes. Thighs attempting to clench together, but my grip on them keeps her wide open for me. Two more hard pumps and I’m moaning, “Ale.” My warm cum fills her up as I whimper with every pulse. “Oh, oh, fuck.”

My head tips back as I let out a sigh.

Three months without this.

Basically,the flow of the morning has been: eat food, then fuck. Take care of Zoe, cuddle, soak up every waking moment with my daughter, then fuck my wife while said child naps. Ale is probably thinking to herself that this deployment is a much-needed break for her pussy after my free use today. But I have to say my perfect wife is going with the flow of it and giving in to my every whim.

Just as I hit the start button on the dishwasher, Ale rounds the corner from putting Zoe down for her long afternoon nap. She walks past me to the sink, rinses out the bottle and leaves it. I stand there, watching her, and I can’t help but notice the subtle ways her body is changing. Even though she’s only, what, barely seven or eight weeks pregnant, the hormones have her chest looking fuller, she’s glowing, and she just looks downright captivating.

Maybe that’s just the breeding kink talking?

As if she can feel me thinking about her, she looks over her shoulder at me and gives me a wink.I’m gonna be headed to Afghanistan with the emptiest balls possible. “Pretty Girl,”I croon, crossing the space between us, my lips finding the spot that has her knees buckling when I kiss it. “I need you, baby.”

“You always need me,” she whispers. “Haven’t gotten enough yet?”

“Nunca.”I’ll never get enough of her.

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