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When we’re dried off and walking into the bedroom, I stop and really stare at him, his lithe, lean body, his spectacular ass, that hair that I love to grab.
But most importantly, I look at his mouth. I love it, the way he speaks, how those words he gives to me soothe all the aching parts of my broken soul.
How they piece me back together.
How he’s done that without ever asking for anything in return.
I want him. I want to make him as happy as he’s made me.
I cut his words off with the press of my mouth to his, picking him up without warning. He squeals and then melts into the kiss, my hands clutching at his ass and walking him toward the bed. He’s warm and smooth against me, his legs wrapping effortlessly around my back. Our cocks are hard, his pressed right up against my stomach. I can feel the pulse of mine beating in time with my heart.
Beating for him.
I need him. Badly.
Lowering him gently to the bed, I follow him down, our lips only parting for a second before I angle my mouth across his and lick into his mouth. He tastes like Cooper, my Cooper, my husband.
Perfection.
I thrust my hips against his and he groans as I grind against him, working him up, only to pull away minutes later, glancing down at his pink, puffy lips. I love how wrecked he looks as I trail kisses, bites, and licks down his body, leaving him panting, his hands finding the strands of my hair and weaving his fingers through them.
When I get to his dick, I stop, slightly afraid, but then realizing it doesn’t have to be perfect. It can just be good enough.
I hope I’m good enough for him.
“Matthew,” Coop breathes, his pupils blown out as he leans up and watches me.
I meet his gaze and let my lips brush against his weeping cockhead.
“I’m going to try,” I tell him, and when he opens his mouth to protest, I let my tongue slide across his slit, lapping the bead of precum right up.
He groans loudly, his cheeks flushed with need.
“Oh my god,” he moans, and buoyed by the fact that he liked just a simple lick, I do it again.
And again.
I lap at him like he’s some kind of ice cream cone, like a special treat. I swirl my tongue across his tip and down his hard length, tracing the thick vein on the underside of him, and even get bold enough to suck on his balls. All the while, Coop is groaning, panting, his body vibrating and shaking with each swipe of my tongue. It’s powerful, bringing such a strong, confident man to his knees, hearing him beg, hearing him say my name like a prayer.
“Matthew.”
I suck on his tip once more, pulling his leg over my shoulder, one and then the other, before sucking and licking, not taking too much at once, but letting the head rest on my tongue. It spurts more precum, coating my mouth slightly, and I swallow it down, relishing in the taste of him before I take him. Inch by inch.
He’s moaning loudly now, whining, the sounds echoing off the walls, pulsing through me, making my own skin feel too tight.
Fuck, am I going to come just from listening to him? Just from watching him lose his mind to me?
I just might.
I dip my head lower, dragging more of his cock inside me, not all because he’s too big, but I do the best I can. Feeling the tip of him hit the back of my throat, I gag. He likes that sound, me choking on him, his fingers tightening in my hair.
I breathe through my nose, slurping my way up to the tip of him and then falling back down, gripping the rest of his wet length in my fist, pumping in time. Coop is writhing, shaking, his skin flushed and pink.
“Oh my god. Oh my god!” he cries out as he arches his hips up over and over, making my eyes water from the force of it, from the feral way he’s claiming me.
And then seconds later, I taste it, the flavor of him.
He releases into my mouth with a shout, a cry of my name hitting me right in the center of my chest.
