Page 117 of Choosing a Forever
Mack’s got her hair up in a claw clip, copper tendrils framing her bare face. Her skin is flushed from the hot water, and the tops of her breasts are visible over the thin layer of suds.
I have to swallow twice before I can speak. Fuck, my wife is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
And she choseme.
“I brought you more meds.”
“Thank you.” She takes the pills and swallows them with the water before handing the glass back to me.
I set it on the counter before sitting myself on the edge of the tub. We didn’t talk about what happened at lunch on the way home, and I want to know how she’s feeling.
“So, how do you feel about how lunch went?”
“I think it went well. I’m… I’m cautiously optimistic we can have a good relationship with your parents.”
“I feel the same way. Thank you, Firefly, for giving them a chance to apologize. It means a lot to me that you’re open to it.”
She gives me a small smile. “I’d do anything for you, Bear.”
I lean forward and give her a kiss on the forehead. “I’ll let you enjoy your bath in peace. Do you need anything else?”
Mack shakes her head, sinking farther into the water.
About forty minutes later, I hear the shower turn on and assume Mack is done with her bath. My mind wanders away from the book I’m reading, thinking about the last time we showered together. My dick perks up at the memory of her soft skin sliding against mine. The way it felt to hold her breasts in my hands.
I curse internally as she emerges from the bathroom in nothing but a towel, her skin flushed from the hot water.
She bites her plush bottom lip, her eyes roaming down my body until it comes to the tent in my sweats. I don’t want to assume where her mind is, and I don’t want to get my hopes up, but she’s looking at me with a hunger in her eyes.
“How are you feeling?” I rasp, sitting up and swinging my legs over the side of the bed.
“Better, thank you.” She comes and stands between my legs, trailing a hand down my chest. I stop her just before she reaches my erection.
“You’re in pain, Firefly.”
“Orgasms are supposed to help with period cramps,” she whispers, letting the towel drop away from her body.
“Are they?” I murmur. My eyes are level with her breasts, and my dick twitches at being this close to my naked wife.
“Want to find out?”
I tear my gaze away from the barbells in her nipples and look up at her. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Mack wiggles her hand out of my grip and slides it inside my sweat pants. The heat of her palm makes me shudder, and I release an involuntary moan. “You won’t hurt me, Bear. I promise. I want you so bad.” Her soft hand glides slowly up and down my length, her thumb gently swiping the sensitive spot just beneath the head.
I’m helpless to deny my wife anything. I’d give her the whole moon if she asked. I don’t know how I’d accomplish it, but I’d figure out a way to get it for her if it was what she wanted.
“You take the lead, Firefly. If it hurts, we stop.”
Mack nods in agreement. “Scoot back against the headboard.”
I strip off my clothes and follow her directions. Mack crawls onto the bed, straddling my lap and hovering above me before gripping the base of me and slowly lowering herself down.
“Shit, you’re so wet.” I have to squeeze my eyes shut and count to thirty to keep myself from coming. I don’t think I’ll ever get over the hot, wet grip of her. I’m never going to improve my stamina when she feels this damn good.
“You fill me so well, Tal,” Mack whines, circling her hips slowly on top of me. “Will you touch my clit, please?”
“Yeah. Yeah, Firefly.Fuck.” I don’t tease my wife. I can’t. Not when watching her come has become one of my favorite activities. I rub in firm circles, the way I know she likes as she undulates on my cock, taking her own pleasure.
