"Is that so?" I reach the edge of the bed, standing over her.
She moves but I stop her.
"Stay exactly as you are," I command, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.
I climb onto the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight. Zoe tenses slightly but doesn't move, her breath catching as I position myself above her.
My fingers trace the curve of her spine through the thin fabric of my shirt. She shivers beneath my touch, goosebumps rising on her skin.
"I like seeing you in my clothes." I lower my mouth to her ear, my breath hot against her neck. "But I think I'll like you better out of them."
Slowly, I begin unbuttoning the shirt from the bottom, revealing inch by inch of her smooth skin. When I reach the middle of her back, I push the fabricaside, exposing the delicate lace of her panties and the curve of her waist.
"Lift up," I murmur, and she complies, raising herself slightly so I can continue removing the shirt.
I run my palm over the curve of her ass, feeling her tremble under my touch.
"Higher," I growl.
Zoe arches her back, lifting her hips toward me in a gesture so erotic it nearly breaks my control. Her face turns to the side, pressed against the pillow, her eyes half-lidded and burning with the same desire I feel coursing through my veins.
My fingers hook into the waistband of her panties, slowly dragging them down over the curve of her ass. The material catches slightly between her thighs, and I pull it free with deliberate gentleness that contradicts the violence of my want.
"Perfect," I whisper, taking in the sight of her—my stubborn, defiant wife—laid bare before me.
I lean back to admire the view—her perfect ass displayed for me, her face half-buried in my pillow. My hand glides over the curve of her hip, feeling her skin quiver beneath my touch.
"Spread your legs," I command, my voice thick with desire.
She hesitates for just a heartbeat before complying, widening her stance. The scent of her arousal hits me.
"Good girl," I say, lowering myself between her thighs.
I place my hands on either side of her ass, spreading her cheeks slightly as I drag my tongue along her center in one long, deliberate stroke. The taste of her explodes across my tongue—sweet and tangy.
"Fuck," Zoe gasps, her hips bucking against my mouth.
I grip her hips tighter, holding her in place as I continue my assault. My tongue circles her entrance before dipping inside, savoring the wetness I find there. Her moans grow louder, more desperate as I alternate between fucking her with my tongue and teasing her sensitive flesh.
"Damiano," she whimpers, pressing herself harder against my face.
I move higher, my tongue tracing the tight ring of her ass before returning to her dripping core. The forbidden nature of the act makes her entire body shudder violently.
"Oh my god," she cries out, fingers clutching the sheets.
Her reaction fuels my desire. I focus my attention on her clit, sucking the sensitive bud between my lips while my fingers tease her entrance. The dual sensation makes her writhe beneath me, her control completely shattered.
I increase the pressure, circling her clit with my tongue before sucking hard. Her thighs begin to tremble, her breathing becomes erratic. I slip two fingers inside her, curving them to hit that spot that makes her scream.
"Damiano!" Her voice breaks on my name as her orgasm crashes through her. Her inner walls clench around my fingers, her body arching and shaking uncontrollably.
I rise to my knees, keeping my hand pressed firmly between her shoulder blades. "Don't move," I command, my voice rough with need. "Stay exactly like that."
Her face is still half-buried in my pillow, her ass raised perfectly in the air, her legs spread. She looks back at me over her shoulder.
I maintain eye contact while I loosen my tie completely, pulling it free with a soft hiss of fabric. My fingers work quickly down my shirt buttons, exposing more of my chest with each passing second. The hunger in her gaze intensifies as I shrug the shirt off completely.
When I unbuckle my belt, her lips part slightly. I push my pants and boxers down in one smooth motion, my cock springing free—hard and throbbing with anticipation.
