Gemma narrowed her eyes, realizing that he’d spend the whole night tormenting her unless she took matters into her own hands. Pushing against his shoulders, she forced him to flip over. Straddling him, she leaned in to kiss his lips.
“What’s this about?” he asked with a seductive smile on his handsome face. “Weren’t you having fun? It sounded like you were.”
“Oh yes, I was,” she said, her smile playful. “And I’m about to have even more fun.” Rising slightly, she positioned herself over his engorged cock and began slowly sliding down it until it was fully embedded inside her greedy pussy.
She let out a sigh of satisfaction that was echoed by her husband.
“Godsdamn, woman. You are absolutely devastating.”
His words, as always, gave her such confidence. She knew she was sexy because she could see it written large on his face. He loved her, without a doubt, and she could see it in his eyes.
“Hold on, husband,” she said, seeing his eyes fill with fire at the last word. “I need to take you roughly.”
He smiled and she knew he was remembering the time he’d said those words to her. Then she moved, and his smile transformed into something else. He bit his lip, his breath coming out in little pants.
“I won’t last,” he said, his hands clutching her hips. “Not if you keep moving like that.”
“What if I move like this instead?” she asked, then started to ride him faster.
“Ah, gods! You’re killing me with pleasure.”
“What a way to go,” she murmured, overflowing with the sensation of his body against her and the delicious friction it created.
His eyes opened, and Cal stared at her. “If you’re going to drive me crazy, then I’m bringing you with me.” His fingers moved to her slit to tease her sensitive bud.
Gemma’s head fell back and she closed her eyes, hooked on the feeling of their joining. She rode him roughly, taking her pleasure while driving him on to his.
“Come for me, wife,” he said, and she did, unable to help herself. She felt him reach his release then too, and together, they rode the waves of passion to the sweet, soft shore.
“I love you,” he said after, holding her in his arms and gently stroking her hair. “I can’t stop saying it, but it’s the truest words I’ve ever spoken.”
“I love you, too, Cal,” she replied. He had calmed the storm inside her by igniting a new one, one that would continue to overwhelm her with devotion for the rest of her life.
