“Such a good girl,” I praise.
She hums a sound as she takes me farther into her mouth, her nails digging into my waist to keep her steady as she brings me deep, only to drag her tongue back up in her wet mouth.
“Damn,” I breathe heavily.
It only encourages her to repeat that move a few times more until she gags once, then she finds a rhythm by bopping her head to pick up the pace.
“I’m positive this isn’t how a lap dance should go,” I state.
The sound of Hadley’s lips popping off my cock has me glancing down, and I fist some of her hair as I admire her swollen lips with a little drool on the side of her mouth.
“Positive you want to fuck me too,” she says, being sassy.
I cock a brow. “Be a good girl then and ride my cock.”
She smirks slyly and slowly stands when I reluctantly let her hair go. Once she stands, she pivots which means that I am unable to see her face. She hooks her fingers under the band of her flimsy shorts, and she leans forward, with her ass in the air as she drags the fabric down her thighs to her ankles, and she steps out of them. The entire move, allowing me to see her glistening pussy and the crack of her ass.
My body buzzes with heat and a swirling desire to plunge inside of her.
Hadley steps back and sits on my lap, with her back tight to me and her pointed toes against the floor. Her hands find my fingers, and she drags them through her arousal. “Am I ready enough for you?” she rasps.
I growl into her cheek then playfully nip her skin before I drag my teeth to scrape the lobe of her ear. “Perfectly wet. Now slide down on top of me, you fucking bad girl.”
The feeling of her heat taking me in sends my eyes to the back of my head because she’s snug and mine. My little vixen rides me slow until I square her hips and guide her to bounce. Then it turns wild, with our relentless effort to go harder and faster. She squeezes tighter, and my answer is to flick her clit with my fingers to drive her crazy. Her moans entice me to take control of her body and throw her on the bed, but I let her stay on top because she is the initiator tonight.
But then she glances over her shoulder and buries her head into my neck, with her heavy breath mixed with her moan. Her body is about to crumble in my arms as she vibrates around my cock from an orgasm. I hold her tight as my release ripples through me shortly after.
We’re a couple tangled on a chair, and I didn’t even get to kiss her lips yet.
I hook my finger under her chin to guide her to me and kiss her with passion and appreciation. When I pull away, I smirk when I whisper, “You are some surprise.”
“I’m only here to please,” she says, sarcastic.
It’s a few minutes later when we crawl into bed naked, and Hadley finds her way into my arms, with her head against my chest. I begin to stroke her hair, because as much as I’m exhausted, I don’t want this night to end.
“I’m happy we remember moments now with each other.” I laugh under my breath.
“It’s better.” Her nail traces my pec. “Kind of sucks that I don’t remember if we were handsy with one another when we got married.”
“We’ll make up for it. Besides, if it didn’t happen this way, then I’m sure you would have cut my hand off that night and never ended up as my wife.”
Hadley half-laughs. “Ooh, that would have been bad. The world needs your hand. I need your hand.”
“Ha-ha.” I squeeze her tighter.
She looks up at me, and it’s sentimental. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” I kiss her real quick. “Not that’s it’s a competition or anything, but I did say it first, and we should note that,” I tease her.
Hadley’s answer is to pinch me. “Not everything is a game, you know.”
“If it was, then I would just win,” I answer blankly.
“Lucky me.” She stares at me intently for an extra second. “No really, lucky me.” Then she cements our lips together.
Because she is everything that I knew was worth waiting for.
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