When I was naked and trembling, he stood and unbuckled his pants.
I licked my lips, needing him so damn badly. I slid to the floor, and his shocked gaze met mine as I took over, sliding his briefs down his tattooed thighs.
“Baby, you don’t have to?—”
“I want to,” I said, knowing he wouldn’t deny me.
Then I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the tip of his thick dick.
Moaning as I got my first taste of him in days. I opened wider, grabbing onto his hips as I bobbed my head, taking him as deep as I could.
“Fuck, Little Red, I’ve been dreaming of this,” he groaned, cupping my head, and pumping his hips.
He was a big man, and it was hard, but I tried my best and was proud of my efforts when he rewarded me with his praise.
“Goddamn, Baby. That’s it. That is fucking it. Suck my cock, Little Red. Make me feel good,” he grunted.
Tears rolled down my face as I gagged on his dick, but I wanted more. I needed more.
When he tried to pull back, I covered the hand he had on my head with mine, forcing him to push down harder.
“Fuck, Baby, I’m gonna come. Are you ready?”
I wanted to answer, but I couldn’t. I could only prepare for the first rope of cum to fill my mouth.
Satisfaction and desire warred within me as my husband’s pleasure ran down my throat.
Yes, I was on my knees before him, but I felt like a queen while I swallowed.
“You’re so fucking good, Baby. Fuck,” he groaned, and flexed one more time before pulling himself out of my mouth.
His eyes looked feral as he stared down at me for a heartbeat before pulling me up and crushing my mouth under his. He didn’t seem to mind, I still tasted like him as he pushed his tongue between my lips, kissing me so deep I felt it in my core.
My pussy was dripping with need. My little clit throbbing for attention. And he knew it, too. He grabbed my ass, squeezing with both hands before slapping one cheek. Hard.
“Get on the bed, Little Red. It’s my turn to eat.”
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
JOSEF
Ifell face first into my wife’s pretty pink pussy and it was the best fucking thing I’d ever experienced.
Well, maybe having her suck the life out of me on her knees was tied with it. But whatever.
I had a lifetime to compare the two.
Yes. Fuck.
I could spend forever just worshipping at her altar. She was such a beauty. Back arched, tits bouncing with each breath she took, eyes closed tight, mouth opened in a silent scream, and her long, red hair billowing behind her like a sail.
So fucking hot. So sexy.
I couldn't help it. I had to own her. Every fucking inch needed to be possessed by me.
Mindless with need, with love, I thrust my tongue inside her pussy. I moaned as her hot little channel squeezed me tight.
Using my thumb to strum her little clit, I fucked her on my face, swallowing every drop of her sweetness.