Page 130 of Revere
Her breath rises and falls beneath the sheet, and I pull it back to see she’s completely bare underneath. Her perfect tits swell with her breathing, and my cock is achingly hard at the sight of her.
My wife has iron walls and a steel spine, but when it’s just the two of us, she lowers her defenses. And right now, naked and sleeping, completely vulnerable, she’s offering herself to her husband.
One arm is stretched overhead, showing off the mark that makes her mine. It’s healed now but will never fully fade, and it’s stunning.
I strip off my dress shirt and toss it to the side, removing my pants and socks next. Until I’m completely bare, just like her.
Slowly, I climb up the bottom of the bed, quietly spreading her legs.
In her sleepy haze, she shifts, and her breath quickens, but she doesn’t wake yet. She stays sleeping for me, just like she knows I want her. Completely at my mercy, trusting me with her body.
Leaning between her legs, I breathe her in. I stroke my tongue through her perfect cunt and taste her sweetness. She moans in her dreams, shifting her hips to offer herself to me. I lick her again, appreciating how every flick of my tongue makes her breath quicken.
Patience grabs the sheets at her sides, riding out the pleasure in her sleep.
Her pussy drips onto my tongue, down to her ass, and onto the bed. She’s so wet and primed. Perfectly moldable for my pleasure.
Kneeling between her legs, I lift up and roll my thumb over her hard clit. Back and forth as her lips part and her breathing gets uneven. One hand fists my cock, and I slide it through her slit. I stroke her up and down while she coats me.
Fuck, she’s perfect.
Pleasing me even when she isn’t awake to realize it.
I stroke my length, soaking myself in my wife’s excitement, watching her sleeping face twist and pinch as she reaches a peak of pleasure. As I quicken my pace on her clit, and her knuckles turn white with how hard she’s gripping the bedsheets.
Her mouth parts on a gasp as she tumbles over the edge. I hold my cock at her entrance and feel her pulse and grip, begging for me to fill her as her climax hits. She begs me to slip inside her, and I accept her body’s command, driving myself into her slick cunt.
Patience’s eyes fly open as I bottom out in her perfect body. I grab her wrists and pin them over her head, spreading myself over her as I thrust again.
“I missed you, baby.” I grin, kissing the side of her neck.
The tension leaves her body as she takes me in. Her legs wrap around the back of mine, and she opens for me.
“Jacob.” Her back arches as I start to fuck her in slow strokes. “You saw me twelve hours ago.”
Angling my hips, I strike her deeper. “A minute is too long to not be looking into your beautiful face.”
Her symphony of moans fills the room. A sound I could spend my life listening to. There is never getting enough of this woman. The longer I fuck her, the more her body opens. Begging me to take her deeper. Harder. And I meet her commands, giving her everything I have while she screams for me.
“Did you do what I asked you to do?” I lift up on my elbows, looking down into her golden eyes.
She bites her lower lip. “Yes.”
“You promise there’s nothing between us?” I pump my hips again, and she nods.
It sets me off. There’s already no holding myself back when it comes to Patience, but her confirmation that she stopped taking her birth control snaps any restraint I thought I had.
After everything, I wasn’t sure if I wanted a family. But then Patience walked into my life, and I can’t deny this need to create life with her.
To build a future with her.
She gives me something I thought had died—hope.
“Please, Jacob.” She arches her back. “Fill me.”
“You want my cum, baby?” I flip us over so she’s on top. “Then ride my cock and take it.”
Patience digs her nails into my chest, smirking when sheaccidentallydraws blood. My wife loves marking me, and I don’t mind it. I’ve already tattooed my wedding band around my finger and her name on my chest. I want to belong to her in every way possible.
