“We’re going to play a game, kitten.” He looked up at me, eyes full of something I couldn’t quite name. “It’s called,Let’s See How Many Times My Husband Can Make Me Come.”
He didn’t wait for a response—which was good since all my snarky replies had evaporated into thin air the second he’d tossed my panties to the side—before he threw my legs over his shoulders and dove in. He licked up my seam, the flat of his tongue making a slow path from my entrance to my clit as if he didn’t want to miss a single inch of me. As if he wanted to lick up every drop. As if he wassavoringme.
I gasped as he groaned into my pussy, the vibrations sending shock waves through me and pushing me that much closer to my climax. I was already close, my body having been primed and ready, not to mention how long it’d been since I’d had another person’s attention on me.
I glanced down, overwhelmed by the sight of him between my thighs, his hair gripped in my fingers, his eyes locked on mine as he fucked me with his tongue. This big, strong man, who could have any woman he wanted eating out of the palm of his hand, was on his knees forme.
“Give it to me, kitten,” he said, flicking his finger over my clit. “I want to know what my wife tastes like when she comes.”
His words combined with the skilled way he worked my clit was all it took, and I exploded against his mouth, my orgasm ripped from me before I even knew what was happening. My moan was soundless as my body shook and quaked, the ripples rolling through me until I was nothing more than a puddle on top of his dresser.
But Ford didn’t stop.
Instead, my orgasm only seemed to spur him on even more, his tongue working harder against my clit as he slid two fingers inside me and pumped them deep.
“Oh God. Again?” I asked, breathless, my body somehow both sated and yet still strung tight, desperate for more.
“Yes, again,” he said, his fingers curling inside me. “Come on, wife, give your husband another one. This time, I want to feel this greedy cunt squeezing my fingers.”
This marriage wasn’t even real—hell, I didn’t evenlikehim. So why did it turn me on so much to hear him refer to himself as my husband?
With one hand braced behind me on the dresser and the other gripping Ford’s hair, I shamelessly ground myself against his face as he worked me toward my second orgasm of the night. My body was tightening, seeking another release even though I’d just come down from one. But Ford had opened the floodgates, and my body was as greedy as he said it was, desperate for whatever he could give me.
I rocked my hips in time with his thrusting fingers, lips parted as I watched him devour me. His mouth covered my pussy, his tongue working in quick strokes against my clit as he pumped those fingers deep, andGod, I needed to come again. I groaned, the sound needy and wild.
“Fuck.” His lips brushed against my clit as he spoke, his fingers working me toward my peak. “You want it so bad, don’t you, baby? Want to come all over my fingers and my tongue.”
“Yes,” I breathed.
“But we’re not going to stop there, are we? Before the end of the night, my wife’s going to be coming all over my dick, too. This pretty pussy’s going to take every inch of me while you scream for more.”
His words shot through me like wildfire, and I tipped my head back, moaning toward the ceiling as the orgasm roared through me. Ford’s answering groan only sent me higher, and I pulsed against him through my release.
But yet still, somehow, I ached for more. Ached for him to make good on every one of his promises.
While I was still trying to catch my breath, Ford stood, scooping me straight off the dresser and into his arms. I yelped and gripped his neck as he strode toward the bed before dropping me onto it.
“I want thisoff,” he said, pushing the hem of my dress up and over my hips.
I froze, the old thoughts I’d spent years rewriting with the help of a therapist creeping in. It was one thing to have him eat me out while the majority of my body was covered. It was another thing altogether to be spread out on a bed for him, completely naked, with the July sun still shining brightly despite the hour, lighting up every square inch of our bedroom. Especially when the man who was seeing it looked like…that.
He climbed over me, bracing himself on either side of my shoulders as his gaze pinned me in place, his brow furrowed as if he could read my thoughts. His pupils were blown wide, his face flushed, lips still shiny from the two orgasms he’d given me with his mouth.
“If you think I don’t want to see every inch of my wife’s body the first time I fuck her, you’re sorely mistaken.” He sat back on his heels, his towel long gone, and draped my thighs over each of his, spreading me wide for him. Then he pressed his whole palm against my pussy, rubbing in slow circles and gathering all my wetness before gripping his shaft. “You see how much I want you, kitten? I’m hard as a fucking rock because of you.”
I finally allowed my gaze to drift down his body, coming to rest where he stroked himself. And holy fuck.
Holy. Fuck.
I was woman enough to admit that I’d been wrong when I thought Ford’s cock wouldn’t be anything special. It was long and thick—so thick, I knew I’d have to work to take him all the way inside—with a silver barbell vertically through the flared head, precome leaking from the slit. And somehow, it looked infinitely better on him than in any of the pictures I’d seen online. I’d never imagined, or even fantasized about, being with someone with a pierced penis. But I couldn’t deny the way my pussy pulsed at the sight. How would that feel against me…insideme?
“Those horny eyes are going to get you fucked, wife.”
I snapped my gaze up to his, my face flushing as I shifted on the bed. I didn’t know what Ford and I were to each other anymore. Didn’t understand this sudden need I felt for him. But there was no use denying it anymore—Iwantedhim to fuck me. Desperately.
And, apparently, so did he.
“You believe me now?” he asked, his hand gripped tight around the base of his shaft, as if he was holding back an orgasm that had come too soon. “You believe me when I tell you you’re fucking gorgeous and you make me so goddamn hard?”
