(You didn’t think Jasmine and Nico would go out without a bang, did you?)
Three Years Later….
Istood in wait around the corner. Silent, I waited for my prey to get close enough that I could take her by surprise.
The second I saw her, my hand shot out to cover her mouth. Her eyes went wide, and I pulled her in front of me as I gripped the front of her neck with my other hand. “Not a peep,” I whispered in her ear.
She whimpered, and blood surged through my veins like a fire. Heart pounding, adrenaline pulsing with each beat, I pulled her with me through the open doorway. Quietly, I kicked it shut.
The tip of my nose skimmed the edge of her ear before I nipped it with my teeth. At her squeak behind my hand, I gripped her throat tighter, feeling the vibrations of her moan against my palm as I bit and licked the side of her neck.
“Not a peep,” I whispered as I spun us to face the wall. “Palms to the wall. Now.”
Immediately she complied, and my dick throbbed in my jeans.
I slid my hands down and around to cup her perfect tits, then slipped one into her leggings. “I fucking love these on you,” I murmured in her ear.
She gave a chuckle as her ass pushed back into my painfully hard erection. “You weren’t supposed to be back until tomorrow.”
“I missed you. So I burned back tonight. Angel didn’t complain; he was just as eager to get home.”
There would be time tomorrow to tell her about the outcome of our mission. Her father had dropped off the face of the earth shortly before our wedding three years ago, and that made Angel nervous. We were always one step behind him, and it was infuriating both Angel and me. We’d finally gotten a break, but someone else had gotten to him. Not that he would’ve lasted much longer. He was nothing more than a walking corpse.
Shaking off the memories that had no place in my mind when my hand was cupping my wife’s pussy, I bit the slope of her shoulder. “They’re all asleep?” I asked as I kissed the bruised flesh.
“Finally, yes.” Her reply was a breathless gasp.
“I knew if I let them know I was here, they’d never go to bed,” I said with a dark chuckle. Slowly, I slid the stretchy black fabric along with the lace of her thong over the lush curve of her ass. Pausing long enough to squeeze each perfect globe in my hands, I continued to tease her neck.
“Draco fell trying to keep up with Ehria and Angeline at my brother’s. He skinned his knee, so he’s been playing that up. And Adira is teething. It’s been a long day,” she said, but it ended in a squeak when I pinched her clit.
Then I lifted her baggy sweater up, and she lifted her hands long enough for me to pull it off. I tossed it to the side and made quick work of removing her bra. It went by the wayside, and I crouched to push the leggings down her perfect golden legs until she stepped out of them. Each inch I revealed, I kissed.
When I stood again, I wrapped her dark hair around my hand and fisted it before pulling her head back. “Have you been good or bad while I was gone?” I whispered, allowing my lips to brush the shell of her ear as I spoke.
“Wha-What do you mean?”
“What did I tell you before I left?”
“Not to touch myself,” she breathed, catching on.
“So?”
“I was bad,” she admitted, and I growled in her ear. Releasing her hair, I spun her around, lifted her, and carried her to the bed.
“On your fucking knees,” I demanded.
She did, and I saw the evidence of her arousal on the insides of her thighs. I swirled a fingertip through her pink slit before moving up to circle her clit. When she whined and tried to rub herself on me, I laid my hand across her ass with a crack. She tensed briefly, but I felt the gush of wetness on my hand that said she loved it. A satisfied grin kicked the corner of my mouth up before I teased her by stroking in and out a few times.
She cried out when I pulled away and stepped back.
“Watch me,” I instructed and sucked her arousal off my finger. Her eyes dilated, and her lips parted.
Slowly, I undressed. She was panting, and lust shone in her eyes as she watched, but I didn’t change my pace. When I stood naked next to the bed, I took my hard length in my hand and squeezed. A drop of precum beaded at my tip as I slid my hand up and down. When I got to the end, I pinched and twisted my grip, catching the drop and using it and the ones after as lubricant with each stroke. Lids heavy, I gazed at her as she hungrily stared at me.
“Do you like it when I take care of myself and you don’t get anything?” Inside, I gloated at the desire that burned in her honey-gold eyes.
“No,” she whispered.