Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
I knew from experience that when she exploded it would be epic. I loved it when my wife put on a show for me. The longer I made her wait, the bigger and better her orgasm was. And I was the one who reaped all the reward.
Hopefully, by the time I was ready to let her come, she would be wrapped around my cock. Talk about the best of both worlds.
I started using my finger on her clit and my oh-so-lucky lips on her pink pussy. I licked her up and down before dipping inside with my tongue. We both moaned. I slowed down my strumming of her little bud and started driving my tongue in and out of her at an excruciatingly slow pace.
I was going to make her beg for it, I decided then and there.
But my wife had other ideas. She gripped my hair, hard. “Now,” she demanded. “Fuck me now.”
Well, shit. It was hard to argue with a naked, stunningly beautiful woman. As much as I wanted to drag it out, her idea of fast and dirty also had its merits.
“Wait,” I ordered her. But those elegant fingers of her yanked my head up. I grinned at her, my face just starting to get nice and wet from her juices.
“Lucky! Now!”
“Yes, ma’am,” I said, sliding my tongue inside her one more time for luck. Then my hands were on my jeans, lowering them without bothering to kick them off. Hell, I still had my inside shoes on. We didn’t wear outside shoes in the house because it created issues for my elder daughter’s breathing. I’d adopted her right after marrying her mom.
I wanted my woman locked down tight.
Speaking of which . . .
I grunted as my cock found her opening, sliding inside her slippery heat. Fuck me, she felt good. It still shocked the hell out of me how good it was between us. My life had changed when I met her in about a million different ways. All of them fucking stupendously good.
But the sex. My God, the sex was off the charts from the get-go. It was like I’d never gotten laid before. It was that next-level with her.
We were a perfect fit in every single damn way.
I tried to pace myself. Make her beg for me to go faster. To let her come first.
But once again, my wife had the upper hand. She pushed her shirt up and started playing with those gorgeous titties of hers. Then she reached for her clit. I growled and her and knocked her hand away, replacing it with my own. I bent forward to suck on her nipples. I bit one and she hissed my name.
Then she was coming. But I knew I was right behind her. I tried to hold off as long as I could.
“Fuck me,” I hissed as she gave my cock a massage with her undulating pussy. Her pussy was magic. It really fucking was.
I kept pumping, all hope of control lost. It wasn’t long before I was cursing a blue streak and unloading deep inside her. I couldn’t help it. My Angel just did that to me.
Zero fucking control. But it was worth it. I had no trouble admitting I was fucking helpless against my wife’s charms, and I didn’t give a damn if that made me a lesser man.
Of course, she always made me feel like I was the best goddamned man in the world. Just because she loved me. If this one incredible woman chose me, then I must be doing something right.
I pressed a kiss to her lips as our tremors started to fade. Then I carefully pulled her panties and jeans back into place after giving that sweet spot one last kiss.
My wife watched me yank my pants up and smiled. But then her smile faded. Playtime was over. We had folks we loved whom we were worried about. I wasn’t surprised that her mind was on them when she spoke.
“Have you heard from Nick?”
I shook my head. Jack was keeping us all in the loop. He and Janet had been by that morning. We were taking turns checking in on them so they didn’t get overwhelmed with visitors.
“We should head over there. Everyone is taking a turn bringing shit by.”
“Okay. Let’s see what we have. We can stop at the market on the way over,” she said, looking at the stove. “I can put the sauce in the crock pot.”
I kissed her again, unable to stop myself. I was feeling smug as fuck about getting some afternoon delight. I knew my buddy had a full-on case of the blue balls.
“Poor Nick. First he was afraid to touch her. And now he has to wait, even though she’s his.”
“His?” She cocked an eyebrow at me. She looked so damned sexy when she gave me sass.