“I’m not fucking you against a counter, but I can give you what you need with my hand.” My body trembled with how much I wanted to give this to her. I wanted to have her fall apart on me, with her eyes on mine.
“Honesty,” I rasped out. “I’ll help you if you keep your eyes on me.”
“Connor.” She swallowed. “Yes, touch me, please.”
“Okay, baby.” I licked my lips as I slid the sweatpants down her legs. She still wore those sexy panties, and I bit my lip as I admired how goddamn good they looked on her. I wanted to get on my knees and taste her, make her scream from my tongue, but that wasn’t for today. Not right now.
With my eyes on her, I slid the panties to the side and ran my fingers through her slit.
“So wet for me, Laney. So sexy.”
She panted as she stared at me, all trusting and perfect. “You drive me wild, Connor.”
“Good.” I slid one finger into her, then two. Her eyelids fluttered closed, and I pulled my fingers out.
“No, you keep your eyes on me while I make you feel good. I need your eyes open, sweetheart.”
She moaned when I bent down and kissed her slowly again, pumping in and out of her with my fingers before finding her clit with my thumb. She was so wet, so swollen. I pinched the nerves, and she bucked off the counter.
“Connor, this feels so good.”
“That’s me making my wife feel good,” I said, my pulse racing. My cock strained against my pants like a damn rod, but this was about her. I kissed her slowly, and played with her clitjust like she liked, and it wasn’t long before she trembled. Her thighs tensed, and her eyes widened as she arched her back.
“Eyes on me, baby.”
She listened. She rode off the orgasm I gave her, keeping her gaze on mine as she cried out. It was beautiful. Perfect. Maddening.
“Oh my God,” she panted, her cheeks a little red as she stared at me. “Connor, that was… intense.”
“Mm-hmm.” I kissed her mouth, breathing her in before smiling at her. “That was so hot.”
She nodded, her gaze never leaving mine. “You’ve never made me look at you like that before.”
“I should’ve.” I swallowed, hard. “I never want to miss a single part of you, or us, together again. Watching your eyes while you came was… amazing.”
She ran her fingers through my hair. “I won’t regret this. I want you to know that.”
“Thank you.”
My fingers were still near her pussy, and her thighs clenched. I knew my wife, and I teased her slit again. “Do you want another one?”
She sucked in a breath. “I-I…”
“Honesty, Laney. Do you want me to give you another orgasm?”
She nodded, and I almost wept because I didn’t want this to end. I repeated the same process, bringing her to the edge. She grabbed my face, kissing me hard and messily, but she kept her eyes open the whole time as she screamed my name.
“Shit.” She leaned back, her chest heaving. “Those were… I can’t remember having orgasms like that in a while.”
“Good.” I kissed her nose and slid out of her, then pulled up her sweats and smiled. “If you need more, let me know.”
“Connor, what are you doing?”
I washed my hands, dried them with the towel, and faced her. “What do you want to do today?”
“Connor.” She gestured to my erection. “You need release.”
“Sure, but I can hop in the shower.” I waved her off. “I was thinking—”
