“You did that. And, baby, make no mistake, this is for you.”
“So I get to make rules too?”
I blow on her nipple. “I think we’re living by your rules.”
“While breaking yours,” she fakes annoyance.
“Is my cock annoying you? I could get myself off, I guess.” I take our joined hands and tightly stroke down to the root.
“Well, if you get my pleasure and my orgasms, I get yours.” She thumbs my slit and I groan.
That’s not a bad bargain for me. Especially since she’s proven she can keep up with me.
“Are negotiations over then? Because I’d like to get down to fucking my wife and making her come.” I thrust into her hand.
My eyes hold hers as my mouth hits her nipple, sucking deep, as I pinch the other. She bows off the bed and a noise bubbles low in her throat.
“Mine, remember?”
“Yours,” she says, and somehow, I know our conversation shifted and isn’t just about sex, isn’t just about orgasms.
Our joined hands stroke me until I’m too close and have to back off.
“I need to touch you.” And the words are true. It’s need not want. It’s oxygen and I’m drowning.
“Please.” It comes out on a breathy moan.
She releases my dick, and I lift off her, pulling those thin shorts off her delicate legs.
I find her center, not trusting to eat her. I’m ravenous and I wouldn’t stop even if her cries filled the whole second floor. But her clit is engorged, her juices are running from her center, and I’m tempted beyond reason. One swipe. Just one.
One is never enough. I know it.
“Baby, if I hear you moan, I stop, but I want to feast. Hear me? Feast. So I need you to stay as quiet as possible to help me, okay?
She moans, “Yes.”
I bite her clit, growling around it. “Quiet. Those are mine.”
She holds up four fingers, just below her belly button.
“What?” Lick.
“Is?” Suck.
“That?” I faceplant in her pussy, spearing her, lapping her juices, devouring her taste.
She writhes under me, her hips wiggling until I pin her lower half with my forearm.
“Six.” Pant.
“To.” Gasp.
“Four.” Moan.
She throws a pillow over her face and pulls it down with force.
I suck hard on her clit, pulling deep as I feel her convulse and watch her insides seize around my fingers trying to milk me. The tip of my tongue presses into that most sensitive bundle of nerves, stretching it out.
