Gripping her hips harder, I dart in and peck her lips. “You never have to beg, Hollywood. You know that. I’m as insatiable for you as I always have been.”
Our sex life has suffered over the years with kids and work and the crazy chaos that is our lives, but we always make time for one another, no matter how stressed or tired we are. We may not have the time to fuck nonstop like we used to or engage in the kinky sex of our youth, but we still have regular sex, and it’s always out of this world. I am so hot for my wife, and every time just gets better and better.
Viv climbs off my lap and stands, moving her hand around to the zip on her dress.
“Let me.” Lust deepens my voice as I crawl off the bed. Standing directly behind her, I run my hands over her gorgeous body through her dress, loving how easily my hands fit to her curves, like they were made to perfectly slot against her. Brushing her long hair to one side, I plant a slew of feather-soft drugging kisses along her neck as I slowly lower the zip down her back. “You are so beautiful. You still take my breath away.”
“Mmm.” She moans softly and angles her head to the side, granting me more access to her neck as she presses back against my growing erection.
I slide the dress off her shoulders, letting it pool on the floor at her feet, while my hands wander over the silky smoothness of her tan skin. Unclasping her bra with a flick of my fingers, I drag the straps down her arms before tossing it away. I look down at her from behind as my hands reach up to cup her heavy tits. I fondle them with urgent hands, tweaking her nipples with my fingers as I grind my hard cock against her lower back and suction my lips to her neck.
Twisting her head around, I claim her lips in a passionate kiss as one hand glides down her body and under the band of her silk panties. Two digits push smoothly inside her wet heat, and she bucks against my hand as I fuck her with my fingers. “Always soaked for me,” I murmur against her lips as I roughly grab one tit while pumping my fingers in and out of her pussy. Rotating my hips, I rock against her from behind, rewarded when she moans into my mouth. I slip my tongue between her lips and worship her mouth as I angle my hand so I can fuck her faster with my fingers while my thumb rubs circles against her clit.
It doesn’t take me long to work her into a frenzy, and then she’s crying and calling out my name as she grinds on my hand when an orgasm rips through her. I band my arm around her waist as she milks her climax, holding her up when her limbs turn floppy, and she sags against me. My cock is leaking precum behind my boxers, and I’m dying to drive inside her and fill her to the hilt.
Lifting her up, I gently place her on the bed with her head on the pillows. I drag her wet panties down her legs and toss them aside before standing at the end of the bed, staring at the gorgeousness that is my wife.
My wife.
My woman.
My soul mate.
My goddamned reason for living.
“Spread your legs, Hollywood, and show me my pretty pink pussy,” I demand as I start unbuttoning my shirt. I take my time undressing as she widens her legs, her chest heaving and cheeks flushed as she stares at me. “Lift your knees up to your chest. I want to see all of you.”
She bites down on her lower lip, and I growl as I fling my shirt aside before moving to my jeans. I pop the button and rub my aching cock through the denim as I drink her in. Both holes are visible from this angle, and I would love nothing more than to fill each one tonight. But that’s not what she needs. My wife needs a loving touch tonight, and I plan to deliver. “Touch your tits,” I tell her as I shove my jeans and boxers down my legs, freeing my straining cock.
I strip out of my jeans, boxers, socks, and shoes, stroking my dick as I watch my wife fondle her tits while exposing her pussy and her ass to me. I am salivating and straining with the need to come as I climb up between her legs, but my needs can wait.
I want my wife to be thoroughly fucked and sated so she sleeps without trouble tonight.
Our problems can wait until tomorrow.
Right now, there is only me and Viv and our matching need for one another.
Everything else can take a hike.
Sliding on my stomach, I press my face to her delectable pussy and feast on it with my fingers and my mouth. Using her slickness, I coat my fingers and tease her puckered hole as I drive my tongue inside her cunt with relentless determination. I silently fist pump the air when she comes all over my face a few minutes later, her back arching off the bed, her nipples hard enough to cut glass, and her hips bucking, as she writhes and moans for me.
I waste no more time because I’m all out of patience and I need to be inside my woman. I push inside her in one long deep thrust, both of us groaning with mutual pleasure when I fill her up. I lean down and press a tender kiss to her lips. “I love you.”
Her arms wind around my shoulders. “I love you, Dillon. You anchor me in all the right ways.”
“I never want you to forget how much you mean to me. How much I worship and adore you,” I say as I slowly pull out before shoving back inside her. Her legs wrap around my waist as I move in and out of her.
“I could never forget. Not when you show me in so many ways,” she rasps over a moan as her tight, hot walls hug my throbbing cock.
Those are the last words we speak for a while. Both of us get lost in our lovemaking, relishing the caresses and kisses as I slide in and out of her, taking my time, bringing her to the edge and back, over and over, until we come before collapsing in a tangled heap of sweaty limbs, sated and exhausted, and bolstered by the knowledge we are a true team in every sense of the word.
As I spoon her from behind, grateful for the soft murmurings of contentment that slip from her plush lips as she drifts into sleep, I know as long as we stick together, we will weather the approaching storm and come out on the other side of it.