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“Wanna taste?” He licks his lips.

Opening my mouth, he inserts it, resulting in a strawberry explosion on my taste buds.

“Mmm. Nice.”

“You know what else tastes good?“ he asks, brushing the candy back to create a pile and making space for me to be placed down.

“Oh, I have no clue.” I pretend to not know what he’s talking about.

Taking a step forward, he spreads open my legs and positions himself snugly in the center.

“You tease,” he murmurs against my lips, taking my chin between his index finger and thumb.

“My wife’s pussy is so sweet.” He nibbles on my bottom lip making me moan.

When I lean back, I take a handful of treats and hold it up between us.

“Better than these?”

“I’m addicted to you more than anything in the world. Candy included.” He takes them from my palms and tosses them on the table.

His hands glide up my thighs, and he begins to delicately lick from my jawline to the curve of my ear.

“Be a good girl for me and lay back.”

I cast a glance over my shoulder at all the candies scattered around.

“Do it.” He commands, raising a brow. I love his deep voice when he gets into his more dominant side.

Holding back my words, I obey his demands, and he spreads my legs against the table.

My breath catches as he traces his finger along the side of my panties.

“What a perfect wife, crotchless white lace for her husband. Wanted to get eaten out on your wedding day? Hmm?”

“Eaten out? I need more than that. Choke me on your cock. Press me up against that glass and rail me. Pull my hair. Spit in my mouth. I want to forget how to breathe when your hand squeezes my throat. Fuck me like you mean it. Fuck me like I’m your filthy little whore.”

Seeing his jaw drop, I quickly sit up and gently tap his chin to close it.

“And maybe spank me nice and hard for good measure. Mark your wife. Be my caveman and claim ownership over me.”

He looks at me, blinking a few times, while running his thumb across his lip. A smug smile spreads across his face as he swiftly grabs hold of my throat.

“On your knees, pchelka.”

He yanks me away from the table, causing me to collapse in front of him. I gaze up at my incredibly handsome husband.

My gaze fixates on him as he unbuckles his belt and pulls it through the hoops of his pants, the sound of the leather slapping against his palm echoes in the room.

I press my thighs together. Fuck. I want that on me.

“That made your eyes light up. You want to be spanked?” He pulls back my bottom lip and pushes down his pants and boxers.

“Go on then, baby. Blow my brains out with that sassy mouth of yours.”

His dick stands at attention in front of my face. As I take him in my mouth, I focus on the tip and his piercing with my tongue.

I run my hand along his shaft, and raise my eyes to find him watching me with a hint of amusement in his expression. He has a red lollipop sticking out from his lips.

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