“Yep, I under—” she said, her voice becoming more distant. “Charlie!”
My lips curled into a smirk. She had found her lingerie for tonight.
“Why is it so small?!” she exclaimed. “It doesn’t even cover my nipples or pussy. There is literally a slit right down the middle. You expect me to wear this to Radiant?! Won’t everyone look at me?”
“That’s the point,” I murmured.
“Charlie!”
“Don’t make me come in there and put it on you.”
“But—”
“Athena …”
“Give me a sec! It’s literally just strings. I don’t know what goes where!”
I grabbed the wineglasses and headed to the living room. “You have two minutes.”
As I set down the glasses and pulled out the cheesecake, I listened to curse words and a loud thump, followed by another curse, then my closet door shutting. I peered into the hallway and opened up the cheesecake for Athena.
“One minute,” I warned.
Then I connected my phone with the television, pulling up the video and pausing it right in the beginning so we could watch it from the start. It was twenty minutes long, and all Athena wore in the thumbnail were white heels and a veil.
My dick hardened inside my pants, and I couldn’t fucking wait for this.
A moment later, Athena peered with just her head from the hallway. “Okay, I think I figured it out.” She covered her face with her hand to hide a blush. “Don’t make fun of me though. I don’t know how good it looks on me.”
I sat down in the chair across from the couch and stared at her, crooking my finger. “Have I ever made fun of you? That’s not something a good husband would do, Athie. Now, come here before I make you.”
She shuffled out of the bedroom and into the hallway, covering her stomach with her hands. “Really, I’m not sure if?—”
“Fuck, you look so sexy,” I murmured, pressing my hand against my dick inside my pants. My cock throbbed at the sight of her. I couldn’t wait until I got her pregnant. “I so fucking excited to show you off to everyone tonight.”
Athena entered the living room, sat down on the couch, and pulled a pillow onto her lap to hide her body from me. Sure, this wasn’t Athena’s style in lingerie, but my wife wasn’t going to hide her body from me.
I moved from the chair to sit beside her on the couch, threw her pillow across the floor, and captured her chin in my hand to kiss her on the mouth. “Don’t hide yourself from me, Athie. You’re mine.”
Once I released her, I grabbed some cheesecake on a fork and fed her. Her tense smile softened, and she closed her eyes, moaning. Doughburgh was her favorite. I took a bite of the cheesecake myself, then gave her another. Her shoulders rolled forward, and she leaned against me, completely relaxed.
“I’m going to turn on the video now,” I said. “Okay?”
She finished chewing, swallowed, then picked up her wine. “Okay.”
I pressed Play on the screen. On the television, the video began playing, and the camera was moving wildly on the bed that we must’ve posted it on as I thrust into her from behind her. One of my hands was wrapped around Athena’s throat, the other playing with her pussy.
It hadn’t even been thirty seconds, and Athena’s moans from the video were already making pre-cum dribble out of my hard cock inside my pants. And her dirty talk …
Fuck, it is better than mine. Where’d that come from?
No wonder why it had been viewed thirty thousand times before I took it down.
On the couch beside me, Athena ground her thighs together. “Charlie …” Her nipples were hard, and she swallowed down a sip of wine. “I don’t think I can wait until we get to Radiant tonight.”
CHAPTER
THIRTY-FOUR
