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Gritting my teeth, fighting the urge to make her gag while her nose skims the base, I let her do this a few more times because at the first sign of her own pleasure cresting, I have her thrown over the back of the couch with her behind in the air. She squeals at the sudden move, but this quickly turns into a low moan when my hand meets her lace-covered arse.
Three hard smacks in rapid succession have her cheeks blooming warm against my fingers. My touch is rough, uncontrolled as I yank—rip her panties on the right and pull them aside to expose her. They gather at the crease of her left thigh, the lips of her sex wet and her core swollen, and I run the head of my cock across her slit.
Her juices shine across her flesh and now mine. Her legs tremble in anticipation, but it’s the scream that leaves her as I bottom out in one fluid thrust that makes me shiver.
My nerve endings come alive; they throb as her walls envelop me—fucking choke my length. It’s tight and wet and what I consider to be my heaven.
Of their own accord, my eyes close and my head tilts back. She feels amazing, and I only pause long enough to take in a deep breath before I fuck my wife like she deserves. Like she craves. Like the bloody queen she is.
I thrust hard and pull out swiftly, riding my girl until she’s quivering, begging me in that pretty voice for mercy, but I ignore it.
Instead, I impale and lift her before laying us face down on the couch. She’s flat beneath me, legs open just enough that I slip inside and Christ, she’s even tighter like this. My body covers hers from head to toe, my lips at her ear. “I love how much you yearn to please me.” Slipping a hand between her and the couch, I rub two fingers over her clit. Her body arches at the touch, her arse grinding against me and I slam in hard, four times in rapid succession, as a reward. “I love how open you are with me and how being my dirty girl excites you. How you need me to call you mine. To tell you my cock will only be yours.”
“Just like I’ll only ever be yours.”
“I’d kill anyone that ever tries to break what God has bonded.” Nipping the area just below her ear, I apply a bit of pressure and then lick the sweaty skin. Blood rises to the flesh and a mark forms with my teeth becoming the frame for it. There are also goose bumps across her arms and back; she tightens around me, but still, Mrs. Jameson doesn’t come. I know she’s close, though, as I take in her every tell: flushed skin, trembling legs, this fluttering cadence of her walls as she fights to stave off the inevitable fall.
“I love you so much, Casper.”
“Again, love. Say my name.” Pulling her head back, I force her to arch her back so I can kiss her lips from above. This small shift in position brings me in deeper. I pound harder, and my cock swells inside of her as I embed my teeth into her bottom lip. The small bit of pleasurable pain causes her to clench, but when I cup her tit with the other hand and pinch her sensitive nipple, my wife explodes.
Her pussy milks my cock and as spurt after spurt empties inside of her. I continue to ride her with the same intensity, hips slamming in and our messy release dripping down onto the couch I purchased earlier today knowing I’d fuck her in front of this view at some point this weekend.
“Fuck, Gem,” I growl out, forcing my cock through her tight walls as she writhes and cries, my name her mantra and prayer. “Again, baby. Say it again.”
“I love you, Casper. I can’t live without you.”
“My forehead falls against the side of her temple and I kiss the sweaty skin, littering her head with little pecks. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Aurora.”
“Ditto,” she whispers back, and I laugh. Eyes closing and breathing hard, Gem lays there after I release her soft tresses and I follow suit, spooning her from behind as the very last ray of sun disappears and the bright lights of the world below illuminate our room. It’s not bright, a mere gentle glow, but it’s enough for me to watch her face and lift her thigh over mine after we situate, my already hard cock slipping inside her heat while the first soft snore leaves her throat.
And while she sleeps, I fuck her slowly and plan our date since today’s dinner has been canceled. Maybe I’ll sneak her away to Spain for the day and at night, we’ll fly to Paris and I’ll fuck her inside the Eiffel Tower.
“She’d love it too.” I lazily pump in and out while waiting for her to wake up.
Not that she minds. Not at all.
It’s in our marriage vows; thou shalt take your spouse as you please at any time. No matter the time or place, and my girl has taken advantage of our golden rule a few times herself in the past.
I’m a very lucky bastard.
4
“I LOVE YOU, Gem.” The words leave my lips after laying a small kiss on her temple. She’s tired. Satiated and a bit loopy.
“Lub you woo,” Aurora garbles and burrows deeper, hugging her pillow while using mine to put between her legs. Adorable. “Go steal.”
She knows I’ll be gone for a few hours and what protocols to follow if something goes wrong. She’s aware of my plans with Callum, and where to meet up after.
My wife will be here until six a.m. tomorrow, and if I haven’t returned, she’s heading to my father’s house and then to Paris where my men will get her home.
“Sleep, love. I have a plan for us in the morning.”
She holds a thumb up at me, eyes closed. “Uhuh.”
“I’m going to fuck that perky little ass.”
“Mmm.” Her breathing evens out, body sinking in deeper into the plush comforter.
