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So relieved she's speaking to me, I jump up from my seat, abandon my food and fall at her feet.

"I'm sorry. You know how I get when I think about that piece of shit. There would have been no hiding it from the therapist." I ball my fist.

She swallowed and took a shuddering breath. "Where did you go?"

I stiffened. "I had some business to take care of."

"Business that had you changing your clothes, Tyler?" she asked, in that annoyingly perceptive way.

I wrapped my arms around her perfect ass, from the need to distract her and because I was unable to resist being this close to her when all I'd wanted to do since picking her up was to slam my hips against her hips until she was howling my name.

"Yeah, the meeting ended early." I groaned as I met her lips with mine. "Went home, got changed..."

She pushed me off. Strong as hell for a thin woman.

"You're lying to me." Ann-Marie hopped up from her seat, but we weren't arguing tonight. And if we were, we could multi-task.

"What if I am?" I pulled her back against my body, moving her long, full, luscious, brown curly hair from her neck so I could press my lips against her pulse.

She panted and pulled at my arm. I wasn't holding her tight. If she really wanted to, she could get away.

"Are you going to tell me that you don't find all of this sexy?" I gripped her breasts beneath her white boxy T-shirt dress.

My wife’s thick dark brown nipples against her butterscotch mounds were made for my mouth. Her brown skin was like a hot cup of milky cappuccino that I needed to sip on.

"All of what, Tyler?" She breathed, though she attempted to pull away, but I slammed her against me again and she moaned. "Tyler." She panted. "What did you do?"

"Nothing. Why don't you focus on what I want to do to you?" I spun her around and pressed my lips against hers.

Walking her into the table, I cleared it of plates and forks, and all the unnecessary shit. She gasped from the crash, popping her lips off mine to look at the mess. But when she looked back at me, she was on fire.

Ann's hands went for my shirt and she pulled it over my head. I shoved her back onto the mahogany dining table and her eyes danced. As I moved that dress up over her body, her arousal reached out and kissed me until I ached. She was wearing nothing but white lace panties. Her perfect nipples were stiff and ready for my lips.

Cock hard as fuck beneath my pants, I pressed it against her center as I went for her breasts, ravishing them and growling when she ran her hands through my hair before tugging on it. I licked and sucked her until the brown of her pinkened and she was sobbing.

One moment of eye contact and my head was between her legs; they were thrown over my shoulders and I was finger-fucking her hole while sucking on that clit. Oh, fuck. My head spun from how sweet she tasted. Her flavor could knock me unconscious.

I was dizzy when I brought my head up to look at her. Her eyes were feasted on mine as I slipped out of my pants and boxers in a split second, my cock throbbing and leaking in my hand.

"Fuck." I groaned; my eyes dropped to her pretty pussy. I was on her and in her in one motion. "You see what you do to me." I thrust, biting out the words as she tightened around me.

"Tyler." She cried.

I was crazed; the memory of the kill, the scent of the blood, the dumping of the bodies, all of it had a surge of electricity blasting to my cock. The taste of her pussy, her lips, her skin, her breasts, the way she moaned my name, fuck, the skin around my length was so fucking tight. And the friction of that wet pussy, oh, my, fucking, hell, it was insane.

I drove my hips into her. I gripped her neck and pressed my thumb right into that little dip below the larynx and watched her eyes go wide as her breath left her temporarily. She licked her lip and I smiled, dipping my head to kiss her there, lick her chin, plunge my tongue into her mouth, fucking her pussy so that the table rocked and groaned with us.

"Fuck, Tyler." Ann's face tensed and tears came to her eyes. "I'm going to cum!" She broke down.

I lost my breath and grabbed onto her hips, fucking her harder and faster, until she screamed her release. I wasn't far behind her. Hit like lightning, I spasmed and grabbed onto her hair, tugging her head back as my body wrestled with the racket of my orgasm. I poured myself inside her pink, raw, sweet hole, filling her up with my cum. Fuck, I was suspended in time for who the hell knew how long when she pushed me up off her.

With tears rushing down her cheeks, she grabbed her dress and took off running.

"Ann!" I called after her, but I was met with the slamming of our bedroom door.

Chapter 38

Lily

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