“Take me to the bedroom.” My fingers dig into his hair. He pulls his mouth from me, taking a deep breath before putting me on my feet. I watch as he adjusts the front of his slacks. Is he turning me down?
“Don’t move,” he orders. I watch as he opens his office door.
“Meeting canceled. We’ll reschedule. See yourself out.” He lets the door fall closed behind him before grabbing me once again.
“Who was that?” I ask as he takes the stairs two at a time.
“A business associate and his assistant.” Whoever it was, I think the woman is a lot more than that based on the moans that had been pouring from the office.
I wrap my arms around him tighter, resting my head on his shoulder and breathing him in. A sense of peace washes over me knowing I’m about to be Roman’s in all ways.
17
ROMAN
I don’t know what’s come over my wife, but I’ll fucking take all of it. My cock is so damn hard I can barely walk. Her warm breath tickles my skin as I carry her into our bedroom, kicking the door shut behind us. I put her down on her feet, not wanting to waste another second. I need her naked and begging for my cock. I want to see every damn inch of her, for her cunt to be dripping with arousal and my cock buried deep inside of her.
“Do you need release, baby?” I ask her, knowing that I need to take my time with her. I have to make sure she’s ready for me.
“Yes.” She stands in front of me completely naked. She could easily bring a man to his knees if she wanted. “What about you? Don’t you need release, Roman?” She asks so softly I almost don’t hear her.
My cock is already aching. It has been since she got here. I’ve been taking care of myself every chance I’ve had in order to remain sane. I wasn't going to push her on this. I’d pushed her on enough stuff already.
“What are you saying, Fawn?” I want to hear it come from her mouth. Her little pink tongue darts out to lick those plump lips of hers. I fight a groan, thinking about how it would feel for them to be wrapped around the head of my cock. For those beautiful eyes of hers to be staring up at me as she sucks me deep into her throat before swallowing every last drop of me. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.
“I’m always the one who’s naked around here. It seems unfair.” Her shyness and innocence are going to be my undoing. She has no idea how sexy she is, which only adds to her appeal.
“You’ve seen me naked,” I remind her. The first night she was here. Not to mention all the showers we’ve taken together.
“But not in bed.” She shifts on her feet.
“I only have so much control.” The shower is safe. I’m not going to fuck her for the first time in there.
“What if I don’t want you to have control?”
I reach up and start unbuttoning my shirt. “I need you to be crystal clear with me, wife.”
Tentatively she brings her hands to my chest sliding them down to my belt where she starts to undo it. I can hear my heart pounding. My cock is already leaking cum from her touch alone.
“Are you really going to make me beg?” She peeks up at me through her lashes. I’m not going to make her do anything she doesn't want to do when it comes to the bedroom. But in the throes of passion, I could get her to beg. It’s the only time some of her shyness fades away.
“No. I told you that all you ever have to do is ask and I’ll give you whatever you want.” She undoes the button on my slacks.
“I want you. All of you.”
“Fawn. I need you to be sure.” I take a step closer to her, but she doesn't back down.
“Is it true we’re not really married? Because we’ve never consummated our marriage.” With those words I’m done. The thin thread of my self-control finally breaks. I lift her off her feet, tossing her onto the bed. The sound of her sweet giggles fills the room as I kick my shoes off.
They quickly turn to moans when I bury my face between her legs. She’s already so wet for me. I’ve gotten her body to crave what I can give it. I lick and suck every drop of her arousal as I work one finger into her and then another. She’s so fucking tight.
I keep working her with my fingers until she cries out, her cunt locking around my fingers as the first orgasm hits her. I don’t stop, though. She wiggles for a moment, trying to get free. I’m sure her whole body is sensitive. A moment later she’s back to moaning again.