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What I see in front of me has my mouth watering for a taste. Her pussy is glistening with her arousal and my release from earlier. I bury my face between her legs and part her lower lips with my tongue, her taste flooding my mouth.

Alessia squeals and pulls on my hair. “Let me clean up first.”

I growl and glare up at her. “If you’re worried about that shit, I’m obviously not doing this right.”

I grab her hips and push her back to the shower wall before throwing a leg over my shoulder, opening her up to me. My lips and tongue attack her clit, and I spear two fingers inside her, then curl them, running them over the bundle of nerves inside of her as my tongue flicks her swollen clit at a punishing pace.

Moans and curses fall from her lips as she yanks on my hair, but she’s no longer concerned with the bullshit she was saying before about needing to clean herself for me. Why the fuck should she? I plan on eating her out and coming inside her repeatedly for the rest of the day and night, and I’m not going to stop for a fucking shower every time.

It doesn’t take long before my wife’s slick walls begin to tremble and tighten around my fingers.

“Fuck, don’t stop,” she says as though she needs to tell me. What kind of clueless men has she been with in the past? Clearly, she’s been with men who can’t tell when she’s about to come. Fucking pathetic.

Her pussy clamps down around my fingers, and she lets out an ear-piercing scream that echoes off the shower walls. It’s fucking music to my ears.

My fingers slow, but my tongue keeps at her as she comes down from her orgasm. I stand and grab her by the back of her head and smash my mouth to hers again, shoving my tongue inside so she can taste herself.

“There will never be a time when I won’t want your taste in my mouth or all over my face. I don’t give a shit if I’ve just come inside you, or if you haven’t showered after a workout, or any other bullshit some asshole told you. I will eat you out any time, day or night, and I’ll love every second of it. Understood?”

“How do you make me want to kiss you and punch the hell out of you at the same time?” she asks, and I smile wide.

“It’s my Irish charm.”

Alessia rolls her eyes and looks down at my drenched shorts and my cock begging for an escape. Her hand moves to the waistband, but I catch her wrist and bring it to my mouth, kissing her pulse point.

“Let’s finish our shower. The next time I bury myself inside you, I want to have a little more space and a hell of a lot more time.”

The little pout that turns down the edges of Alessia’s mouth is fucking adorable, but it doesn’t change my mind. I shuck my sopping wet shorts and throw them outside the shower. Pouring a generous amount of Alessia’s shampoo into my hand, I instruct her to tilt her head back so I can wash her hair. She has a look of surprise on her face but does as I ask. I can’t really blame her. This is the first time I’ve washed a woman’s hair, but there’s something instinctual in me that calls for me to take care of my wife’s needs. I’m not going to look too closely at it, though. Today isn’t the day for introspection, as far as I’m concerned.

When I finish with her hair, I quickly wash my own as she grabs a bottle of body wash and rubs the lather over my body, paying special attention to my still-hard cock.

“Vixen,” I growl, and she laughs, shrugging her shoulder.

We finish our shower, and before she can step out of the bathroom, I pick her up and throw her on the black silk sheets of my bed. Alessia lets out a squeak of surprise then gives me a flat, unamused look.

“You don’t know what that defiant look does to me, Alessia.” I kneel on the California King mattress and spread her legs wide. “Every time I’d see that look in your eyes these last few weeks, it was all I could do not to throw you down on the closest flat surface and fuck you until your eyes rolled back in your head.”

“You should have tried. I may have surprised you,” she says with an impish grin.

I let out a bark of laughter. “Yeah, you ripping my dick off would have surprised the shit out of me alright.” And I certainly wasn’t going to take that chance.

Alessia looks at the heavy appendage jutting straight toward her. “You should try it now.”

“Grab the headboard and hold on tight.” Her arms quickly lift to the dark wooden slat behind her, and I grab her hip with one hand, using my other to line my cock up with her center and push into her tight heat.

“Fuck. Your pussy was made to take me.” I look down at where we’re connected then back to her face. Her eyes are half-lidded as her breaths come out in short pants in time with every one of my thrusts inside her.

With one hand holding her hip, I bring my other to her mouth and she parts her lips, allowing me to push a finger inside. Her tongue swirls around the digit as she releases a moan. I remove my finger from her mouth and press it to her clit, rubbing furiously.

“That’s it, baby. Come on my dick. I want to feel you fucking strangle me with your pussy.”

I’m pushing into her at a brutal pace as sweat drips from my brow and down my temples.

“Oh, God. Fuck. I’m going to come,” she yells, and I feel her tighten before she lets out a high-pitched scream. I look at her eyes, and sure enough, they’re rolled back as wave after wave hits her. Seeing her so swept away in her orgasm and the way she tightly pulses around me tips me over the edge, and I release myself deep within her on a roar. Jesus fucking Christ, I’ve never had a woman make me come so hard and so fast in my entire life.

It takes several long moments to catch my breath before I pull myself from her body and watch our combined releases leak from her pussy. I’ve never had sex without a condom, so I never understood the satisfaction the sight in front of me would bring. Although, I highly doubt I would feel this way about anyone other than my wife splayed out in front of me, looking thoroughly fucked and completely sated. Prowling up her body, I lower my mouth to hers for a deep kiss as she wraps her arms around my damp back.

“Come here,” I command, rolling to my back and taking her with me so she’s draped over my chest.

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