“Kneel. Head down,” I tell her.
I remove the rest of my clothing as she gets into position, dropping the tiny tube I had in my pocket on the mattress.
She’s open to me like this. Her sweet cunt is glistening in the dim light of the wall sconces.
“Atlas,” she breathes my name, needy, urgent. And I feel it like a siren’s call beckoning me.
My cock is already hard again, but I’m not going to rush this. Not this time.
“Look at you, Wife. So wet and perfect. Tell me what you need,” I murmur, moving on to the bed, running my hands over her supple body—but not yet touching her where she needs me most.
“Please, Husband, touch me,” she whispers between whispery breaths and louder gasps.
My eyes roll back when she calls me that. It’s like she found it. My new fucking kryptonite.
Looking at her this way—on all fours now, just how I wanted her—is like the culmination of every sexual fantasy I’ve ever had.
My hands spread over the curve of her hips, fingers grazing the dark ink etched into her skin like scripture.
Every mark tells a story I want to learn.
Every gasp she gives me is a page I’ll memorize.
Cecilia is a masterpiece.
Bold. Brilliant.
And mine.
I kiss her neck, her spine, her cheeks, that fucking Blue Fairy that drives me wild. Then I grab them, and I spread her.
“Atlas!” she says, stiffening.
“Easy. I got you,” I growl, and then I lick.
Fuck. She tastes so good.
I snake my tongue from her pierced clit back up to that tight little asshole, and I swirl it around and around.
Rimming is not something I’ve ever done to another woman. I’ve just never wanted to.
But with Cece? I’m a beast, and I can’t rest until I’ve had my fill.
And I intend to.
So I lick, and I lick. More and more until she’s writhing with me.
“Oh my God!” she cries out.
I almost grin at the way her muscles tighten. Her poor little puckered hole has never been treated to this before. But I’m not stopping.
I grab the lube I dropped on the bed earlier without her noticing and I coat my fingers, and my cock.
“What are you—” she whimpers some more.
“Shh!” I say, and I smack her plump cheek, then I go back to feasting.
I lick her from asshole to clit, swirling my tongue around her piercing as I press my index finger into her ass. She moans.
