“I love that you rest whenever you feel like it.”
“So what’s up with the library?”
“I think it needs a renovation.” I toss the idea out there to get some feelers, but the look on her face makes me fucking laugh. After she stops appearing shocked, she’s practically snarling at me.
“What! No. Do not touch my library, or I’ll bite you.”
“Do you promise?”
“On your nuts.” Well, fuck. Time to retreat.
“Never mind. I’ll leave it alone. So what’s going on for today?”
“I have a doctor’s appointment.”
I look at her in surprise. “What? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I did, but you said you had a big errand to do for Dom, so I didn’t remind you again.”
“Shit. You’re right. Can’t you reschedule?” I hate that I have to do that to her, but hell if I want to miss anything to do with my wife and baby. She’s my fucking queen and seeing our life growing inside of her thrills the fuck out of me.
“Do you really want to go?” It’s of course my favorite thing to do next to being inside of her. Seeing our little one is one hell of a joy for me. I finally understand what Dom feels for his baby boy, Luca.
“Yes. Of course I do. I want to see our little bambino.”
“Okay. If I can get it tomorrow, will that work?”
“Sure. I’ll make sure to let Dom and everyone know that my beautiful wife and I need to go to the doctor.”
“I love you, crazy man.”
“I’m your crazy man.”
“Damn right. So I’m guessing your phone is staying here?”
“Yes.” She’s grown accustomed to days when I have to leave and fuck someone up. When I get home, she makes me ice packs for my knuckles and then she gives me one hell of a massage and a blow job any man would kill for. I’m starting to think she gets off on the dark side of me. Well, if that’s the case, I’ll keep up the good work.
“So before you go, can I have a kiss?”
“Always. I’m never leaving without a taste of your lips.” I love having a taste of her any which way I can. My body craves her all the fucking time, even when we’re going at it like fucking bunnies.
“I woke up really horny this morning.” The confession shoots through me like straight electricity, stiffening my cock almost instantly. Her honeyed cunt must be drenched with need, waiting for me to eat it up. I tug on my tie and undo my cuffs.
“I’m sorry, baby. Do you need me to take care of you before I go?” Her eyes brighten up while she nods. “How do you want it? Do you want me to eat your pussy? Fuck you deep and hard, or slow and gentle?”
“Do you have time?”
“I always have time to please my wife.” She grabs the edge of her nightgown and lifts it over her head.
“Any way you give it to me, I’ll be happy.”
“That’s what I want to hear. On all fours, angel face. I want you to feel it deep and slow, but first I want you to ride my face.” I take off my shirt and pants, climbing onto our bed. “Bring your pussy to me.” She straddles my face and I go right at her mound, licking her wetness, knowing with how heated she is that she’s gonna come twice for me before I’m done with her.
She pumps her ass in my face, giving me a mouthful of her kitty. I eat the fuck out of her slit, licking and sucking on her nub until she’s crying out my name. I’ll never get enough of hearing her lose control and shout my name.
I tap her ass and lift her off me before jumping off the bed. She’s in position with her sexy ass in the air because she’s about to get mounted like a motherfucker. My cock throbs painfully in my boxers, and I need to bring us both to an explosive orgasm.
“That’s it, angel face, play with those sensitive nipples while I get ready to make you cream again.”
“Yes, Nero.” I test her pussy, which is still fucking drenched. She lives in an insane state of perpetual arousal. Even my dick gets tired, but her pussy needs a pounding at least three times a day.
I kneel on the bed and tease her cunt from behind, dipping my finger in enough of her honey to play with her tight asshole. Running my tip down her lips, I coat it before sliding into her depths while my finger works her little ring. Leaning forward, I pump my dick in and out. “Fuck, Nero.”
“Tell me—is it too much, or do you need more,” I whisper along her spine.
“More,” she says with a shuddering moan.
“That’s right. You need to be under my control, don’t you? Do I need to bring out the cuffs, my dirty little prisoner?” Since we’ve been married, I learned my wife has a very kinky side. She almost ached for me to take her that first day as punishment for seeing what she shouldn’t have.