“Maybe I should make you wait,” I said, pulling pack. I moved one hand to her other breast, tweaking the nipple.
“You wouldn’t dare,” she seethed, her voice breathy.
“Oh, I so would,” I said, my voice dark with promise. “You’d go nuts all day, knowing what I did to you. You’d be wet all day thinking about what youneedfrom me.”
“I’d be wet all day either way,” she spit at me, daring me.
Now, she was just egging me on. She wanted me to tease her.
And God, did I want to.
That would have to wait another day, because I was hard as a rock and didn’t want to have a boner all day long around my family.
Instead, I gave her a look that spoke volumes. I could tease her all day long if I wanted it, because she would let me.
I put my mouth back on Avidya’s, my hands going up to pin her arms above her head.
“Don’t move them,” I stated, slightly squeezing her wrists to prove what I was talking about.
At her nod, I reached over for a condom from the soap shelf and slipped it onto my hard cock. Then, placing both my hands to her hips, and pushed my cock into her warmth. She moaned at the feeling, spreading her legs slightly farther apart to give me a bit more room.
“One day soon, I’ll make you scream so loud, the birds will fly away in fear,” I grunted, pushing my cock into her over and over again.
I would have loved to tease her, but my own selfish needs wouldn’t let me. I wanted to come as much as she did right this second.
This wasn’t nice sweet lovemaking like the night before. Oh no. This was hard, rough, and everything in between.
“Mine,” I growled before lightly biting her where her neck and shoulder met.
“Always,” she agreed as her walls squeezed me tightly as her orgasm consumed her.
I followed right along with her, spilling into her on a hard grunt myself.
I’d never tire of doing this. I’d never tire of my wife in any way. Ever.
~oOo~
A few hours later, we arrived at my parents’ house. Avidya had let her hair air dry, and the ends were slightly curled. She wore a light pink crocheted sweater over the top of her thin strapped dark blue tank top. The sweater would do nothing to ward off any chill, but only showing off her skin.
I threw on a pair of jeans and a blue shirt, not caring what I wore, as long as it was clean.
“We’ll have to try to do this monthly,” I mused as I helped her out of the car.
“I’m sure everyone would be up for that,” she agreed, laying her head on my arm as we walked up the stone steps.
Like I expected, the front door was opened before we even made it there.
“You are both here sooner than I expected,” my father stated, looking over the both of us.
“Sorry,” I shrugged. “We miss our son.”
“Good luck getting him away from Toby,” Dad spoke, letting us in. “He’s not too happy with Melio currently.”
“What did he do this time?” Avidya asked, trying, and failing, to hide her amusement.
“Not entirely sure this time,” Dad laughed. “I’m staying out of this one.”
“Melio, would you knock it off!” Violet said, her voice slightly elevated. As we rounded the corner, I saw what my father was talking about.
