Toes curling. Muscles convulsing. Pussy pulsating.
My name comes out on a cry, and pride blooms in my chest.
“That’s my fucking wife.” I stroke her through it, prolonging the pleasure rippling through her body, goose bumps dotting her sweat-soaked skin.
When she comes down from the high, I pick her phone up off the floor, where Tyler’s somewhat muffled voice is still echoing from the speaker. With one hand, I slide my cock through her wet heat while I hold the phone up between us.
“Tyler,” I grumble. “You’re interrupting something very important. What do you want?”
“What the fuck, dude. I want my ring back.”
“Your ring?” I chuckle darkly. “It’s probably still somewhere on the Vegas Strip. I fucked it right off her finger while she was bent over the balcony railing of your honeymoon suite. Right before I slipped mine in its place.”
It’s a lie, but he doesn’t need to know that.
He lets out a string of expletives.
“If we’re done here, I have a needy little slut waiting for my cock, and I never disappoint.”
Angie’s face flushes an adorable shade of pink as she bites down on her bottom lip. I end the call and toss her phone onto the cushion before I drive forward, filling her to the hilt. She gasps my name, eyes closed and head thrown back against the sofa.
I take both of her hands in mine and pin them above her head.
“Fuck. I’m not gonna last long.”
I pull back and thrust forward again, setting a slow, deliberate pace to prolong the experience. Each thrust fills her completely. My lips touch her collarbone, charting a path along her neck to the sensitive spot behind her ear.
She sighs.
“Did you like that?” I murmur. “Did you like letting your ex hear you come apart with your husband’s name on your lips?”
“God, I can’t stand you,” she says.
I chuckle against her bare skin, letting the scent of her wash over me. “You can say you hate me all you want while I fuck you senseless, but this pussy doesn’t lie.”
My hand wraps around her upper thigh, changing the angle slightly as I speed up my pace. The lewd sounds of our bodies colliding fill the silence of the dimly lit space. Nothing has ever felt so goddamn good.
“Tell me, Angel. Did you ever think about me when he was fucking you?”
My name comes out on a breathy sigh. “Griff. I’m so close.”
“Mm. I bet you did. I bet you wished it was my cock inside this perfect cunt, didn’t you?”
She doesn’t answer, but the way she clenches around me tells me everything I need to know. “Beg for it. Tell me you want me to fill you with my cum.”
“P-please,” she whines, gripping my forearms. “Please come inside me.”
I groan. “Give me your eyes, baby girl. I need your eyes.”
Her dark chocolate irises bore into me as I fuck her harder, faster, deeper than ever before. I circle her clit with my fingers, and that’s all it takes for her to fall apart around me. Her release triggers mine, and I give her everything I have.
After a few more shallow thrusts, I collapse beside her,sweat-soaked and sated, draping her body over mine. “Fuck, Angel. You fucking ruined me.”
I glance down at the goddess on my chest, sweeping away a lock of hair stuck to her forehead.
She smiles lazily then presses a chaste kiss to my chest. “I need to start putting my phone on silent.”
Angelina
