“You always do this,” she mumbles. Her fingers tangle in my hair, and I pause with my lips just over a nipple.
“Do you want me to stop?”
She groans and shakes her head no. “I’m going to need confirmation, kitten.” I always like hearing her talk during sex. Every word and sensual sound revs me up inside.
“If you stop, I’ll kill you myself.” There’s a slight growl in her voice, and I swear my heart quickens.
“I didn’t know anyone else was in the room to murder me.” I chuckle, and she snarls at me.
“Kitten, you keep doing that and I’m going to make this really fucking quick.”
My cock twitches.
She undeniably has me wrapped around her finger. Not that I’d ever admit such a thing. It would make me look weak.
“Quick isn’t bad, as long as you’re inside of me.” She pushes me back slightly and moves her hands to her pants. She unclasps the button and then wriggles her hips, freeing herself of her pants and her panties in one swift motion.
I undo my belt buckle and work my pants free, letting them hit the floor.
“Did you lock the office door?” Nikki asks, glancing past me.
I don’t fucking remember.
“Yes.”
I’m not about to stop what I’m doing right now to check. And my men know better than to barge in unannounced. Especially when I’m fucking my wife.
Her screams will be indicator enough to back the fuck off and keep out.
My fingers tease her entrance. Already, she’s slick, her legs spread wide for me, and she’s a heavenly sight.
I glide two fingers in, her wetness coating me as she gyrates her hips and lets her head fall back. Her back arches, and she clenches onto my fingers.
“Are you trying to come without me?” I stare at her, and a wicked smirk crosses her features as I curl my fingers the way she absolutely adores.
“You feel so fucking good when you do that.” Her breath catches in her throat, and her breathing quickens.
I lean down, licking her pussy juices as I withdraw my fingers and she whimpers in protest.
“I want your cock in me.”
Her words are like honey to a bear, and I’m ready to pounce and take what’s rightfully mine. “Say it.”
“Fuck me. I need you to fuck me,” she whispers through heavy-lidded eyes.
“Beg me.”
“Fuck, Dante.” Nikki is at the precipice and I’m the one making her teeter on the edge.
“That’s not begging, kitten.”
Her voice comes out desperate, and her fingernails claw at my chest, reaching for my cock. “Please, fuck me.”
A smirk reaches my lips as I stroke my cock, teasing her entrance, letting her slick juices coat my head. I smack her with the head against her pussy a few times and her hips buck.
“You’re going to fucking kill me if you make me wait any longer.” She’s impatient, and I dare admit I like her neediness when it comes to craving me.
“I would never want to harm you,” I rasp and slowly glide my cock into her warmth.
