My movements are almost imperceptible as I start to draw circles around her clit while I pretend to massage her hips. Her breathing turns into soft panting, and I watch as she bites down on her lower lip, no doubt trying her best to keep in her moans.
I smirk as I press against her clit harder and move my left hand closer, pretending to massage her inner thigh. Her hips move ever so slightly, as though she wants more, and I brush my fingers over her pussy, enjoying the wetness. How long has she been turned on?
I wonder how far she’ll let me take this. Will she let me make her come?
I pull my thumb away and bring it to my lips, sucking down on it. My eyes fall closed as I taste her. I wish I could have more. Fuck, I wish I could make her sit on her hands and knees while I eat her out from behind.
I move my hands away from her pussy and start to massage the back of her thighs, patiently waiting for a sign that she wants more, that I’m not crossing any lines.
Raven squirms underneath me and repositions herself slightly, until she’s got my fingers back on her pussy, and I bite back a smile. Yeah, my darling wife wants more.
“Spread your legs for me,” I tell her, my voice rough and demanding. “Let me work on the muscles in your thighs.”
I put my hands on her thighs and reposition her legs until I’ve got her on her knees with her ass in the air, all the while keeping her upper body perfectly unmoved. She keeps her eyes closed, pretending to be unaffected, but her breathing gives her away.
That, and her soaking wet, swollen pussy.
I grin as I grab the oil and pour it down her ass until it’s glistening and wet. “Sorry,” I murmur. “I think I used too much, baby. Let me clean that up for you.”
I let three fingers move down her back, pushing my middle finger into her ass just slightly for a moment as I drag my fingers down. She moans loudly and buries her face into her pillow deeper, her face crimson. She likes that, huh?
I chuckle as I cup her pussy fully, pressing the heel of my hand into her. “I used too much oil,” I complain, making excuses for the way I’m touching her.
“It’s okay,” she whispers. “Just rub it in. My skin will absorb it.”
“Yeah?”
I slide my hand underneath her pussy, pretending to check for oil as I slowly drag my fingers back up, pressing against her skin, until two of my fingers slip into her, supposedly accidentally. The way she moans into her pillow is fucking unreal.
“So much oil,” I groan, unable to keep the smile off my face.
I finger her slowly, taking my time to find her g-spot. Raven moans my name when I find it, and I increase my pace, using my left hand to stroke her clit while my right hand fucks her pussy the way I wish my cock would. I’ve never been jealous of my own fucking fingers, yet here I am, watching them disappear into my wife’s hungry pussy.
“Ares,please.”
I smirk as I flick my thumb over her clit, my touch rough. Her hips start to thrust back against my fingers, andfuck, I wish I could just slide my cock into her. I want her screaming my name.
“Yeah, baby,” I groan as her breathing comes faster. “Just like that.”
Her muscles tighten around my fingers, and she moans my name. She says it like it’s a fucking prayer, and shit, just the sound of her has me close to coming myself.
I pull my fingers away as she comes down from her high and gently reposition her, so she’s lying flat again. She relaxes underneath me and I continue to massage her legs as though I didn’t just make her come. Considering that she didn’t even look at me once, she might not be ready to speak up about what happened, but that’s fine. The way she just moaned my name is enough for me, for now. It’s a whole lot more than the cold avoidance she’s been giving me lately.
I lean in and press a kiss to her lower back. “You may need to take another shower, Wifey. I got oil all over your body.”
“Yeah,” she whispers. “I, um, I’ll just go take another shower now.”
I kiss her skin again and pull away. “I’ve got a conference call in a few minutes, so just relax for a bit before you shower, my love.” I sigh and lean in one more time, kissing her shoulder blade this time.
I move off her and jump to my feet, taking another quick peek at her as I walk out of our room. The way she’s smiling, part of her face covered behind her arm… yeah, that expression is going to haunt my dreams tonight.
ChapterThirty-Four
Raven
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No matter what I do, I can’t get last night out of my mind. The way he touched me… he knew exactly what he was doing to me as he massaged my thighs. What would have happened if I’d just turned around? Would he have taken my body the way I’ve fantasized he would?