Page 17 of His Naive Wife

Alex’s bedroom is a stylish, modern male sanctuary. The king-sized bed takes center stage but doesn’t stand out. The room is a mix of navy paint on the walls and warm hardwood flooring, with grey and brown accents. I make a mental note to ask Alex for his interior designer so I can recommend them to my dad.

From the bedroom, I can hear the shower running. I make my way to the doorway and peek in. The shower is oversized, with stone and glass surrounding it. I turn away from the shower, wanting to give him his privacy, but then I realize I can see him through the mirror. I put my hands over my eyes and take a few steps into the bathroom, making enough noise that Alex hears me.

“Emilee? What are you doing here?”

“Umm I thought I’d join you?” I bite my lip, surprised the words were able to come out of my mouth.

“How are you joining me if you won’t even look?”

Slowly, I lower my hands. When I open my eyes, I’m in front of the shower, staring into it.

Alex’s body is toned and muscular. The water is running down his body and I can’t help but follow the beads of water with my eyes.

“Feeling dirty?” he asks, his voice almost growling. “You can join me.”

He pushes the heavy glass door open and holds out his hand. My breath catches in my throat. I think to kick off my slippers, but nothing else. I take his hand and step into the shower fully dressed.

He lets go of my hand and reaches up for my face, and our lips meet. We slowly kiss, our tongues and lips tangling as his hands slip down my body and he holds me.

As we kiss, he moves me under the stream of the rain shower, drenching my pajamas. He then pins me against the glass wall as his hands run up my body. Our lips can’t get enough of each other.

Breathless, he leans his forehead against mine. “I want you,” he says.

“I’m yours.”

He kisses me hungrily as I melt into his strong body. He picks me up and carries me out of the shower.

“I never thought I could feel this way about anyone,” he says as he carries me to the bed.

We lay on the bed, him on top of me as we paw at each other. As we kiss, he unties my pajama bottoms. I lift my hips as he slides them down.

“You won’t be needing these,” he says as he grabs my panties and then tosses them onto the floor.

I unbutton my pajama top, and he slips it off my shoulder; his lips kiss every piece of skin he reveals. Alex has tight abs and a V-cut just underneath, which brought my eyes to his large member.

As he moves my wet top off the bed, his lips travel up my body. He pays attention to all of me. He starts by kissing my foot, then sucking on the inside of my thigh, and later nibbling at a ticklish spot under my breast. But I feel impatient. These three weeks have been all the foreplay I needed.

His hands slide over my breasts before he sucks a nipple into his mouth and rolls his tongue over it. My heart is pounding, and my hands tremble excitedly as they trace the lines of his muscular arms.

He kisses my neck as I wrap my legs around him, but he pushes back as I move my hips closer to him.

“Not yet,” he whispers. It’s been a long time for me, and call me old-fashioned, but ladies first.”

He wiggles his eyebrow and gives me a half smile as he moves lower. His teeth graze one of my tight nipples, giving me shivers. As his hand travels up the inside of my legs, I giggle with anticipation.

As he spreads my legs, he runs his tongue up my inner thigh to my mound. His fingers rub along my pink slit. He moves his tongue over my clit, licking and rubbing it as his finger slips into my wetness.

My body pulses with each movement of his mouth. I look at him as he opens my legs wider, and our eyes meet. Chills run down my spine and my body tingles.

“Come for me, Emilee,” he says as he rubs my clit faster.

The waves of my climax overtake my body. I cry out and grab the pillow as he licks me to orgasm. Before my climax tapers off, I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance.

“I can’t believe how fucking wet you are,” he whispers in my ear.

He slowly inches his cock into me, teasing me with it, before pulling it out again. Then thrusting it in deeper. My body quivers. I wrap my arms around him, enjoying feeling his body so close.

His hips move faster, thrusting deeper into me, and I gasp with pleasure. I’m close to coming again. As he slips his arm underneath my back, he holds me tighter. The room spins as the orgasm consumes my body. As I clench tightly around his cock, he groans as he orgasms.

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