“Ah, she knows how to make it up to me.” Kennedy stood between her legs, hands rubbing her bare sides as her breathing increased and blood rushed to her core.She’s got me cornered now.Cornered and in need of being punished. For one of the first times ever, though, Lara completely felt it. She knew she needed marital discipline. She had doubted her partner. She had feared she had turned on her, after so many years of good times and better understanding. How would she have felt were it the other way around?Horrible.I’d never let her live it down.
“I only want you to feel better after what I’ve accused you of.”
“There are many ways for my wife to make me feel better.”
“I’m sure there are, Mistress.” Lara loosened the buttons on her partner’s shirt, watching the purple silk slide against her fingers. “What should I start with?”
“You? Start? You’re misinformed, my love.” Kennedy’s figure loomed formidably above Lara, forcing her to sit on the edge of her partner’s workspace and search for her lips if she wanted a kiss. And she did. Lara wanted to kiss her spouse, to move on,to feel her warmth overtake her and make a renewed woman out of her. “You’re going to stand there and be still until I tell you otherwise.”
Lara curled her fingers around the edge of the desk, her knuckles tensing and turning another color. “Yes, Mistress.” Her thighs were on fire beneath her shorts, even though the room temperature made her shiver without her robe. “Do whatever you want to me, Mistress.”
Kennedy’s thumb trailed down Lara’s cheek to her breasts, where her firm nipples made them both react with sexual alacrity. Kennedy gently kissed her wife’s lips, fingers rolling against her nipple and making her freeze in arousal. Lara relaxed her body and prepared to have her wife completely consume her.
“You’re still as sexy as you were ten years ago, Bunny,” Kennedy murmured against her mouth. “Whenever I see you, I want to do nothing more than make endless love to you.” She laughed. “Or fuck you senseless. Sometimes, there is a difference.”
Didn’t Lara know it? They had been exploring that difference for twelve years now.
“I don’t know how you could think I’m not still madly in love with you after so little time.” Kennedy held fast to her hips, lips descending the front of Lara’s rolled-up shirt and pressing against her breasts. Lara gasped as she ran her tongue over her nipple. “Ten years isn’t anything, Lara. It would take at least a thousand years to start getting tired of you, and I doubt that would ever happen.”
Kennedy pulled her wife’s shorts down, revealing her smooth skin and finer hair that she kept groomed in part because she liked to, and in part because she always enjoyed the surprise in Kennedy’s eyes when she caught sight of her latest style. Kennedy forwent that this time, however. She was morepreoccupied with nuzzling Lara’s slit as she helped her step out of her shorts and lingerie.
“Every time you saunter into this office in your pretty heels, pencil skirts, lingerie, and T-shirts, I have to wonder if you know what kind of effect you still have on me.” Kennedy’s finger pushed into her slit, easing her legs open with another moan in her throat. “I know exactly what kind of woman I’ve married. Even if you come in here to talk dinner or business, I know it could very well end with you bent over my desk, taking what I’m giving you as good as you can.”
Lara shuddered. “I often think that when I come in here.”
“Good.” Kennedy tugged on both of Lara’s nipples, grinning at the amount of whimpers it made her utter. “Because I can’t wait to do that to you. Just as soon as you get your first piece of punishment. Do you know what that’s going to be?”
They kissed, Lara throwing herself into it as much as Kennedy did.I know what it is. Her hand went to Kennedy’s zipper as her tongue dared to take over.I’m not an idiot. I know what she wants to do to me. The more Lara thought about it, the more she fought the urge to drop to her knees right now and beg for forgiveness – the only way she knew how.
“You want me to pleasure you, Mistress.”
“Yes, Bunny. And then I’m going to fuck you.”
She didn’t think that would be a problem. As she got on her knees and Kennedy turned around to lean against her desk, pants and underwear shaking off her legs before they were kicked to the side, all Lara considered was how much this turned her on.
From enraged that she finally found the evidence that her partner was cheating on her, to this… how else could Lara explain her marriage?I barely understand it sometimes. To think that she grew up with the image of couples being too bored with each other to do this sort of thing. To think she thought herfrolic in college would be the most excitement she ever got.I’d turn in those crazy experiences if it meant I got to keep Kennedy for the rest of my life. Even down there, on her knees, she felt like she did nothing but adore her and the body Kennedy offered up whenever the mood struck them.
“That’s it.” Kennedy pushed Lara’s hair out of the way as she fervently kissed her partner’s bare mound and tested her tongue against a warm, inviting slit. It didn’t take long for Lara to discover that sultry taste that first enamored her twelve years ago.
Is this better? Am I making it better?Lara didn’t know how to shower her spouse with affection in any other way. She only knew sexual liberties like eating her out, playing with other people for her amusement, and feeling her take her every which way imaginable. If someone told Lara ten years ago that she would not only stay married to Kennedy for so long, but also have more sex with her than anyone else…I’d clock you.
“Good girl.” Kennedy steadied Lara as she sank farther toward the floor, content to let her do all the work now. Lara remained between her legs and pleasured her, gravity making her mouth ache as she dedicated herself to kissing those nether lips and raising her tongue to the penetrative occasion. “You’re amazing, Lara.”
I’m amazing…Lara slightly pulled away, looking up into Kennedy’s soft eyes while she twisted her wife’s hair around her hand and gently pulled it. “Thank you, Mistress.”
She stroked Kennedy’s slit, sometimes quickly, sometimes sensually, body craving hers the more she knelt there and wished her spouse would fuck her.I’ll make you feel amazing…She kissed Kennedy’s thigh, looking adoringly at her, grunts of approval all Lara needed to feel her body ache,achein ways it hadn’t ached for her partner in so long.
“Is this what you want?” She didn’t mean to sound so eager, and yet that’s how it came out when she took a few moments to speak. “Do you want me on my knees doing this?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Are you going to fuck me?”
“No need to sound so innocent, Bunny. I know for a fact that you’re anything but.”
That’s right.Lara was one of the least innocent women she knew. Not always because of Kennedy… but she was the one who constantly reminded her now. “I’m not, Mistress.” She felt not a drop of shame kneeling there, cupping her partner’s pussy in her hand as she brushed her finger across Kennedy’s clit. “I’m not innocent at all.”
“I wouldn’t want you innocent. I would much rather have my wife be the dirtiest tramp I’ve ever met.”
