“Shit! Tyler!” she screamed.
“Language, precious,” I chided, using the pet name I’d given her, while smacking the back of her ass.
I licked my lips at watching her butt jiggle from my hand. So much so, I smacked her again, causing her to jump and press back against me, all while moaning my name.
Damn, nothing sounded sweeter than hearing her moan my name as I road her into climax.
I bent over her body and reached my arms underneath her to pull her up so that her back pressed against my chest.
“I’d hate to have to remind you of the consequences of your foul language, precious.”
“Screw you, Tyler!”
My cock jumped inside of her. Damn I loved it when she defied me. I knew she loved it, too.
Wrapping my hand around her throat, just under her chin, I forced her head to turn upward toward me. I crashed my lips over hers, and pushed her knees farther apart with my own, allowing me to slide in deeper from behind her. My hips sped up at the same time my free hand wrapped her body to allow my fingers to play with her clitoris.
She reached her hands up, one going to the back of my head, her fingers playing in my hair. Her other hand cupped my tricep. The little moans that poured from her mouth were swallowed down my throat.
I felt her thighs begin to tremble.
“Are you about to come for me, baby?” I pulled back and whispered low in her ear.
“Y-yes!” she hissed.
“No, you’re not,” I retorted, abruptly halting the movements of my hips and hands, pulling away from her body.
“What the fuck?” Destiny yelped.
I had to fight with all of the strength I had in my body not to bend her over again and plunge my cock as deep as I could get it inside of her core. I knew she was right on the brink of coming. But my darling little wife needed to learn a lesson.
“Tyler,” she growled from the bed as I strode, on shaky legs, toward our bathroom. “Get your ass back here!”
I glanced over my shoulder, my entire body going rigid at the sight of her naked and wanting on our bed. But I held firm.
“Shhh, precious. You don’t want to wake up the children, do you?” I turned and entered the bathroom, just managing to hold on to my own sanity. My body wanted nothing more than to come inside of my wife.
“Oh they need to wake up,” she stated a few moments later, entering our bathroom behind me. “Because it might just be the last time they see their father before I kill him.”
I chuckled, turning to her to see her frowning, eyebrows narrowed, her beautiful face full of scorn. Damn she was gorgeous and hot as hell when pissed. And with the ache in my cock growing, my resolve didn’t stand a chance.
She gasped when I grabbed her by the waist, spinning her to face our huge mirror over the countertop. I planted her hands against the granite counter, pushed her knees apart with my own, and plunged deep inside of the walls of her pussy.
The moan she let out was fierce, and I really did fear she might wake the children. But all of my common sense was lost by then.
“Are you going to give me another baby, Destiny?” I groaned loudly in her ear.
“Ty-Tyler … don’t stop,” she pleaded instead of answering.
A smack to her ass had her pounding against the countertop with her fist.
“That wasn’t the answer I was looking for. Try again.” I smacked her ass once more and plunged deeper, causing her to rise on her tiptoes.
“Shit!” She leaned over the counter, her arms growing weak.
“Destiny, are you going to give me another baby?” I demanded.
“Fuck! Yesss!” she screamed. Simultaneously, her pussy muscles clenched, legs trembled, and she began milking my cock for every ounce of my life-producing fluid.
