Page 89 of Axe-identally Married
“Then I want it. I want you inside me.”
I brought my face to hers so only inches separated us and watched her eyes flash. “You want my cock? Say it for me.”
“I need my husband’s cock.” She wiggled beneath me. “I hope it fits.”
I pushed her legs open wide and notched myself in place.
God, this was going to be a tight fit, but if I took it slowly, I’d make every second of it good for her.
I gently pushed in, keeping my focus fixed on her face. And when her eyes widened, I took a nipple in my mouth and laved at it, helping her relax, and pushed in, inch by inch.
“Cole,” she cried, her nails digging into my back. “Fuck. You’re so huge.”
I stopped and sucked in a breath. “Does it hurt?”
“A little,” she panted. “But it’s so good.”
Heat licked up my spine. “You’re doing such a good job. My wifey takes my cock so well.”
“I’m so full, and I love it.”
My balls twitched in response to her words. “It’s gonna be over too fast if you keep talking like that,” I said, gently thrusting. I was on a hair trigger, and her screams, her bouncing tits, and her tight grip on my cock were not helping matters.
She relaxed beneath me, allowing me to easily slide in another couple of inches. Fuck, this was bliss. I could die a happy man right now. Because fucking my wife was the single best thing I’d ever done.
But there was no way I’d last long, so I spread her legs wider and set a pace I could maintain while using my hands and mouth to make sure no inch of her was neglected.
“How can I get you off again?”
She shook her head. “I don’t know. I’ve never…”
My hips stuttered, throwing me off rhythm. “You’ve never?”
“No. Not like this. Not from, you know, penetration. other stuff.”
I closed my eyes and said a silent prayer that this woman would keep me long enough to make up for all the shitty sex she’d had in the past.
“That’s okay. Can I try something?”
She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine.
I held out my thumb, and she eagerly sucked it into her mouth. Fuck, it was so hot I got momentarily distracted from my mission.
I slipped my hand between us and lightly circled her clit with my thumb.
Instantly, she clenched around me.
“You like that?”
“Yes.” Her nails were digging into my back again, a good sign that this was working.
I hitched up one of her thighs for better access, then I got to work, timing my thrusts and using my thumb to tease her clit as she writhed and moaned. Excellent.
“Such a good girl,” I murmured. “Look at this view. Play with your tits, wifey.”
She obliged, clenching around me as she did. Hell yeah, victory was in sight.
“That’s it,” I praised her. “Come on, greedy girl, come for your husband. Come on my cock. Let me be the first.”
