I rise on my tiptoes, holding his wrists and deepening the kiss immediately.
I’ve missed him. Us. Naked skin and heady orgasms.
My body is so ready for him.
Skimming my fingers down his arm, I secure my hand on his waist before finding his erection and curling my fingers around it.
Wily groans, his tongue swiping across mine in a deep, intoxicating rush as I pump his cock.
“You sure, baby?” he murmurs between kisses.
“Yes. I’m so ready for this.” I pull back to smile up at him.
He looks so relieved that it makes me laugh, and I reach up to kiss him again, gliding my fingers up and down his length while drinking from his tongue.
His hands round over my shoulders, then cup my breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze. “Is this all right?”
“Yes,” I whisper, tipping my head back when he lowers his mouth to my right nipple and sends me to heaven.
When he crouches down for better access, his cock slips out of my hand, but I’m helpless to chase it because he’s got me caught in an erotic stronghold. All I can do is stumble back against the tiles and let him suck and lick and tease me into a frenzy.
The hot shower hits our skin, pinging off our quivering muscles, but I’m barely aware of it.
All I can feel is his tongue on my body, his fingers gliding down between my legs.
He strokes my clit and I’m practically undone on the spot. It’s been nearly four months, and my body is weak and needy.
“Baby,” I groan, cupping the back of his head when he drops to his knees on the tile. “Your knee,” I warn him with a breathy gasp.
“I’m fine. I promise.” He smiles up at me and I cup his cheek, biting my lower lip before mouthing, “I love you.”
He grins. “I love you too, baby. I love this sweet pussy.”
He makes a sound of appreciation in his throat before nuzzling his nose just above my clit, then quickly sucking it between his lips.
I gasp, digging my fingers into his hair and tipping my head back against the tiles. He feels so good. Holy shit! I’m going to fall apart in a second.
“Spread these luscious legs for me, baby.”
I do as he tells me, unwilling to waste a second of our precious time together. They are few and far between these days. Having five kids makes quality moments like this so much harder to find.
So, I plant my feet a little wider, my legs already quivering before he’s even slipped a finger inside me.
I groan, loving the familiar sensation of him owning my pussy. His finger glides in and out of me, a gentle exploration.
“This okay?” he checks, and all I can manage is a whimpering nod. “Baby?” He looks up, blinking against the hot spray on his face.
“Yes,” I rasp. “Yes, it’s amazing.”
“No pain?”
“No pain.” I whimper again. “Just ecstasy. I’m already so close.” I grip his hair again. “This is gonna be a record for the world’s fastest orgasm.”
He laughs. “I can slow down if you want to.” He starts to slip his fingers out of me and I immediately protest.
“No! I want it. Give it to me now, Wily, please.”
With a wolfish grin, he leans back into me, licking and sucking my clit into a nerve-shattering mess. Three more strokes of his fingers inside me and I’m gone, quaking against the tiles with embarrassing groans of pleasure.
