Page 94 of Against The Rules

It takes him no time at all to get hard, and the salty taste of his precum explodes across my tongue.

I love this; I love the feeling of control, the way he’s holding my head in his hands, guiding my mouth over his dick. The way he’s shaking slightly, his head tilted back even as he watches me through half-slitted eyes.

“Is that better?” I ask, then take his cock deep in my mouth. He surges forward and I nearly choke, but breathe deep, his hand tangling in my hair.

“Not yet,” he grits out. “Stand up and turn around,” he commands, and I groan, but refuse to stop.

“Savannah, fuck. I want to feel your pussy around me.”

That does it. His dick springs free of my mouth, and I give it one last lick, savoring the way he shudders at the light, teasing touch. Finally, taking my sweet time and grinning at him, I do as he asks, standing up and turning around.

“That’s my fucking wife.”

“Tyler.” I sink back into the water. He steps into the hot tub, and I try to float away, but he grabs me before I can get out of reach.

“I told you to stand up and turn around,” he bites out, and there’s no gentleness in his voice. “Do it, and hold onto the edge.”

Oh god. My legs are shaky with anticipation, and the moisture between my legs isn’t all water.

Slowly, I turn around, grabbing the stone ledge of the hot tub, water lapping at the tops of my knees.

With one hand, Tyler grips my hip, his fingers digging into my skin as his other hand delves between my legs.

A wordless cry leaves my mouth as he slicks his fingers through my pussy. I lean against his thighs, pushing off the side of the hot tub, a cool breeze mingling with the heat coming from the water.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” he says, a ruthless note to it, and I sigh as the hard head of his cock pushes into me. “You’re so wet already, aren’t you? You liked it when I chased you.”

“I did,” I sob, pushing back harder against him.

He’s taking it agonizingly slow, though, teasing me. His arm wraps around my waist, teasing my clit as he finally thrusts into me.

“You liked it when I spanked you,” he says, his teeth scraping against the back of my neck.

“Yes,” I say, and he rubs my clit harder, increasing the pressure as he pulls in and out of me, driving me closer and closer to orgasm.

His breath is hot against the back of my neck, and the contrast between the chilly air and the hot tub and his skin heightens all the sensations building in me.

“You’re so beautiful… Tell me if this is too much,” he says through gritted teeth. “I think you’re going to like it, though.”

I’m tight and loose all over, and still, I’m not expecting what he does. But when he slaps my clit, I scream his name, tumbling over the edge as his smooth thrusts get more and more jerky. A hot stream jets across my hips as he comes.

I’m panting, holding onto the edge of the hot tub for dear life when he starts to rub my clit again.

“Oh my god,” I moan.

“He’s not here,” Tyler says, turning me around. He stares at me for a minute, all hot need in his brown eyes. “Just me, Peaches. And I’m not even close to done with you yet.”

My eyes go wide, and then he scoops me up in his arms, carrying me back into the more temperate house, through the kitchen, and to the huge bathroom in his room.

“See that big shower, Savannah?” he says, setting me on my feet.

“Yeah?” I manage, still coming down from my orgasm.

“I’m going to clean you up in there, and then I’m going to lick your pussy until you come on my face. Do you understand, or are you going to be a problem again?”

A wicked grin curves my lips. “What happens if I’m a problem?”

“Oh, Peaches. You never needed lessons on how to be sexy. You’re the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” He turns on the shower, and steam quickly fogs up the mirror and glass.

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