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I curled my fingers upward, thrusting them fast to match the pace she set while flicking and sucking her clit like it was my last meal. Courtney’s body went stiff as she let out a strangled “Fuck,” but I kept going, wringing out every drop she had to offer.

Eventually, her legs went slack and the hold on my head loosened. I kissed my way up her body until I got to her mouth.

“I taste good on you,” she said.

I licked my lips. “Yes, you do.”

Turning off the vibes, I rolled to the side then snuggled up beside her as we both caught our breath.

“I hope you aren’t falling asleep on me,” she said, softly running her fingers up and down my arm. “Because I have more marking to do.”

I propped up on my elbow. “Is that right?”

“Damn skippy. Ass up. Face down.” Her scratchy, lust-laden words had me scrambling to get in position. “Now, this is the best fucking view in the city.”

I arched my back, the action pushing my ass higher to give her more to enjoy. The smack to my left cheek had me hissing in pleasure.

“Again,” I begged and was quickly obliged, followed by a kiss to soothe the sting, then a bite to the same spot.

I peeked back over my shoulder as she ran her fingers down my spine, damn near ready to purr like a cat from her gentle touch. When she used her tongue to follow the path, I couldn’t stop the shiver, and I let out a sound that I was sure was a damn purr. The subtle movements I made had my hard nipples rubbing against the bedding, upping the sensations running through me.

Courtney slid the toy box closer, then pulled out the hands-free vibrator. “You ready?”

I swallowed and nodded. Court added a bit of lube, then I took slow deep breaths as the bulbous head of the pink vibrator stretched me. The smaller, curved arm pressed against my engorged, sensitive clit. I loved the weight of the toy and had to kegel to hold it in, which intensified the feeling. One that would only increase once she turned it on.

Court pressed a kiss to the small of my back before nipping at the skin there. When I felt the gentle suction, I knew I’d have another hickie.

“Fuck!” I gasped and gripped the blanket when the vibrations started out of nowhere.

“You good, baby?” Courtney asked as she massaged my ass.

I rocked back and forth in a vain attempt to get away from the double stimulation of the internal head of the toy hitting my g-spot, while the external arm sent tiny tremors to my clit. Words were locked in my throat, so I just arched back into her touch as an answer.

She made a tsking sound. And the simple admonishment heated me to my core.

“More, please,” I moaned. The intensity of the toy increased, causing me to buck. “Holy shit!”

“That’s it, baby. Fuck, you look so sexy all turned up like this.” She placed a kiss on the curve of my ass, followed by a tiny bite. The action was repeated on the other side. The building started. The earlier teasing had me primed, coupled with the toy, and the light touches from my wife, my end was barreling forward.

The swipe of her tongue along the seam of my ass had me panting. My eyes rolled back in my head at the feel of her tongue when it circled my taint. Shaking started in my knees at the sensory overload.

The toy’s constant vibrating. Courtney’s face buried in my ass, her mouth working me over. I hugged the comforter, grabbing on to whatever I could to keep me anchored as the euphoria sent me flying. My body went into a fit of convulsions and incoherent babbling spilled from my lips. I collapsed to the side, no longer able to hold myself up.

I don’t know how much time passed before my vision cleared, but I was vaguely aware of my wife pulling the toy from my body. I heard the distant sound of water, then a few minutes later the bed dipped when she curled up behind me. Courtney kissed my shoulder then the back of my head while holding me close and secure. I sighed in satisfied contentment. This was home. She was home. And I almost pushed her away with my selfish ways.

I turned in her arms so that we were face-to-face. “I love you.”

“Love you too, baby.”

Chapter 25

Courtney

I can’t believe the state of my wig,” Sasha said as she pressed on her wrap where it was tightly tied in the front to keep the lace from lifting any more.

“I don’t know what you want me to say, Sash, you started with me.”

“That sounds like victim blamin’.”