Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21813 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21813 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
I didn’t think we would get to that tonight, so I didn’t bring any lube, and he had no idea this is where we were going and what we would be doing. When I feel my fingers and most of my palm is covered, I lift it up and show him.
“Is this enough, baby?”
Chapter 6
Theo
“Is this enough, baby?” Hanna asks, and she knows exactly what she’s doing when she asks me in that way. Her wild green eyes are sparkling, and that teasing, knowing smirk couldn’t be hidden even if she tried, and I know she won’t. Lifting her slick, wet hand, I look down and admire it.
“Yes. Now put it on my cock and get it ready,” I growl.
“Yes, Sir.” She bites her lip and winks. Fucking vixen. Her delicate, feminine hand grips my cock, and my body tightens. It feels so damn good. Just like her cunt, and just like her ass will.
“Yeah, keep stroking it like that. Good girl.” She nods and keeps her lip locked between her teeth, her eyes intensely boring into mine.
“You’re ready for me to fuck that ass, huh?” I ask as I reach up and palm her full breasts. They spill out of my large, calloused hands, and her puckered nipples slip between my spread fingers, which I pinch shut and pull.
“Ah! Yes!” she responds.
“Good, I'm glad. Because I’ve neglected it for too long, and now I get to stare at that fresh new addition to your body while I fuck it,” I remind her.
“When will I get to mark you again?” she asks, still slowly stroking me. She takes my precum and spreads it around the head of my cock. I shiver and laugh a bit, the feeling so damn good.
“When I believe you’ve paid enough for the stunt you pulled tonight,” I tell her when I regain my sanity.
“Clearly, you liked the stunt I pulled. My sore pussy sure thinks you did, at least.”
“Dirty woman.”
“Learned from the best, Theo,” she retorts, and while a lot of things she does fill me with pride, my chest fucking swells when she says this.
I awoke this side of Hanna when we met. All along, it was inside her, waiting for the right man to come along, and the whole time it hid, I searched. No one, and I mean no other woman, had ever been able to please me the way she does. Mentally. Emotionally. And fucking physically. Hanna was made by my own design, and I was made by hers. A perfect match. Even all these years later.
“I think you’re ready, baby.” She draws me back into the moment and the task at hand.
“Almost.” Dropping her breast, I hold out my hand. “Spit.”
“Who’s dirty now?” she teases with a Cheshire grin.
“You know I’m fucking filthy for you.”
“Obviously. But I need a little help. May I?” She gestures to my hand extended between us. I nod, curious what she’s going to do. Taking my hand in hers, she brings my fingers to her lips, and I suddenly know exactly what she wants.
“Gag me.” With a tempting smirk, she asks me to make her choke on my fingers.
“Gladly.”
She folds the rest of my digits so that my middle and pointer fingers are left out, then drops her hands and opens her mouth just enough to stick her tongue out.
Fuck me.
I slide those two fingers against her tongue and straight to the back. My fist starts to make her mouth widen, and just like that she gags and chokes on my fingers coating them in her saliva.
I watch, my lust maddening at the sight. I am so ready to explode again. What a wicked little mouth my wife has. His sounds are the only words that need to be spoken right now. Her eyes are watering, but they stay on me as I pull back just a bit so she can catch a breath. When she takes a few quick breaths, I push back in, and she repeats the gagging. My hand is now soaked, and I now have enough to take what I want.
“Easy, puppet. That’s good.” Pulling my hand out, I open my palm, and she spits in my hand. The tears leave her eyes and stream down her face, but her proud smile shows me what she really feels.
Pleasure. Pride. Lust. Need. Desire. Enjoyment.
I coat my cock with it and demand that she turn back around and bend over. Once she’s in position, I finger her cunt a little bit more and drag it to her tight hole. I coat the exterior and then begin to sink my thumb in.
“Breathe in and out. Relax for me.” She does as she’s told, and my thumb glides inside.
“Good job, just like that.” I use my other hand and slide two fingers into her pussy, and when they’re deep enough, I push my thumb down and my fingers up to massage the part of her between them. I can feel them meet, separated by the thin wall, and she moans.