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"God, Gwen... Fuck," I groaned breathlessly, my body tight. I felt like she’d lit me on fire from the inside. The fire low in my gut had started to spread, and I tugged on my restraints to no avail.
She hummed around me, the vibration sending sparks of pleasure coursing through my body. My hands clenched around the silk tie that bound me as I felt the pressure inside of me building up to an unbearable level.
Gwen looked up at me from where she was knelt between my spread legs, her eyes full of unbridled desire. Her lips twisted into a wicked smile before she swallowed down on me again, increasing the pace until it was merciless.
“You like that?” she purred against my skin. She didn't need an answer, and yet, how could I not give her one?
“Fuck, yes,” I growled through gritted teeth. “Don’t stop. So good. Fuck.” I thrashed in the bed, sweat popping on my brow.
She didn’t break eye contact once. Those stormy eyes both a challenge and a promise as she continued to torture me with her mouth. Every stroke sent me spiraling closer and closer to the edge.
"Give it to me," she demanded between licks. Her eagerness sparked something primitive within me. This was not just about pleasure; it was about claiming and being claimed in return.
The heat in my belly coiled tighter, and she seemed to sense it. The rhythm of her movements changed, no longer teasing but purposeful, intent on driving me over the edge. She took me down to the base of my cock and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.
I was helpless against the mounting pleasure, my fingers digging deep into the restraints that held me. My breath came out in ragged pants as I chased the oblivion she so skillfully offered.
Her name echoed in the room as a guttural groan tore from my lips. The world narrowed down to Gwen's mouth and her tongue, determined to make me snap.
I watched in a desperate daze as she took more of me into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked. It was the sexiest fucking thing I had ever seen, her mouth a complete revelation and my undoing.
As I bucked my hips upward, desperate for more, she backed off slightly, just to tease me further before deep-throating me again. I groaned at the back of my throat, the sounds guttural and desperate.
"Is that what you want?" she paused to ask, her voice tender yet taunting. Despite the lust clouding my senses, I could hear the smirk in her voice. She owned me.
“Gwen…” I gasped out, on the verge of incoherence. “Don’t—stop.”
She continued with a renewed vigor, each movement of her head sending waves of pleasure through my body as she took me deeper into her mouth. Her tongue was working wonders, swirling around me, making me delirious.
And then she released me with a pop. I was so far gone I snarled at her. “Get back here.”
She shook her head, and frustrated, I tugged at my restraints. When she sat up, she stripped out of her dress. And when she shimmied out of her panties, I salivated.
Eyes on her breasts, I tried to will one of the blackberry-tipped nipples into my mouth. “Come here, wife.”
"You, husband, need to learn some patience.” She climbed back onto the bed, shimmying up my body to straddle me. When she turned her back to me, her gorgeous ass on display, fuck my life… I almost came right there.
She continued to tease me, swaying her hips seductively as the scent of her arousal filled the room. I could only groan in response, hands flexing uselessly around my restraints.
"Patience," she repeated again, sounding supremely pleased with herself. She lowered herself onto my thighs, the heat of her body searing me. My heart pounded out a savage rhythm against my rib cage, anticipation coiling tight in my gut.
Then slowly, torturously so, she started to lower herself onto me, her back arched and head thrown back in ecstasy. The sight of her taking me was more intoxicating than any drink I'd ever had. I bucked upward instinctively, groaning at the sensation of her enveloping me.
"Holy fuck..." I gasped out as she began to ride me. “Your pussy is so good. So perfect. Fuck, Ness. You ride me so good. This fucking view. You trying to make me crave that pretty ass again?”
She swiveled her hips and Christ almighty, my control snapped.
My vision blurred as she drove me deeper into her. I tasted the metallic tang of blood where I'd bitten my lip in a futile attempt to remain composed. My restraint was reaching its end, and the headboard behind me bore the brunt of my desperation, splintering under the force.
I tugged at the silk tie that bound my wrists. It gave way suddenly and a wave of satisfaction coursed through me as I was finally free. Not wasting a moment, I gripped her waist tightly, helping guide her movements as she continued to take me deeper.
With my hands free, I sat up and palmed her full tits, relishing the way she overflowed my big hands. The feeling of her surrounding me intoxicated me. Each time she came down on me, the movement sent sparks flying behind my eyes and a surge of pleasure rippling through me.
"Fuck Gwen… You're so beautiful," I breathed out, my fingers digging into the soft flesh as I thrust up into her. My other hand found its way to one of those blackberry-tipped nipples. I flicked it gently, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips which melted into a long moan.
I switched my attention to her neglected breast, running my thumb over the hardened nipple, causing her to shiver. The sight was so erotic that it drove me fucking insane.
That was Gwen—my wife—commanding me with just the sway of her hips. How she reveled in it. And why shouldn't she? She held power over me that no one else did.
