Page 140 of Stables

My fuckingwifehas on no panties or bra.

“Jesus, Char. If I’d have known, I’d have sat you on my lap in the limo.” I let the rough pads of my callouses rasp over her beaded nipples before pinching them.

“I wanted it to be a surprise.” She deftly unbuckles my belt, then goes for my straining zipper.

My teeth find the base of her throat as I pin her hands. “I like those kind of surprises. I have one too.”

Her neck arches deliciously, pressing her breasts toward my ravenous mouth. “Will I like it?” Her words are breathy pants when I nip and suckle on each.

I pause, meeting her lidded gaze. “Tell me if you don’t.”

Lifting her with my good arm, I sit her on the edge of the bed and kick out of my jeans.

But when I grab my hat to toss onto the chair, she stops me. “Leave it on, cowboy.” Her tongue makes a glistening line over her puffy lower lip.

Fuck, I love her.

Dropping my Stetson back over my ears, I tug open the drawer next to the bed and show her the handful of silk ties I’ve stashed.

I pull one of the bright red ones loose from the pile. “Put your wrists together.”

She rises to her knees, a seductive curl to her mouth as she obeys me.

I wrap the length twice, then tie it with a bow. “Such a good girl.”

Using it as a handle, I tug her over my thighs, putting her bare ass in the air. “I don’t think I finished punishing you for wanting to delay this.”

Kneading each tender globe leaves a pink hue to her pale skin.

“I wanted to give you an out, in case you changed your mind.” Her words are muffled against the mattress, but they ring through with an icy grip.

The first slap on her hip is hard enough to make her jump forward with a small cry.

“Char, I wanted to put that ring on your finger from the first moment I met you.” Rubbing the red print makes my cock bounce against her chest.

“You did?” she squeaks.

My palm stings with the next stroke. “Don’t ever doubt my love for you.”

Her thighs squeeze together as she wiggles on my lap. “Yes, daddy.” Her panting words sizzle through me.

“This pussy is mine now.” With another biting smack, I run my fingers up her soaking slit. “Has my wife been this wet all day?”

“Mhmm,” she whines, rolling her pelvis to spread her legs. “I’ve been thinking about you—”

I shove two fingers into her dripping cunt making her head fly up with a moan.

“—husband,” she croaks.

Jesus. My nuts ache with my new name. I wouldn’t have it withouther.

I can feel the pre-cum leaking from the tip of my raging cock smear across her belly. Every time she breathes, the friction draws me closer to the edge.

I’m losing the battle of control.

Withdrawing my hand, I drag it up and down the length of her, spreading her slick juices up and over the tight pucker of her ass.

“Char,” I say hoarsely. “I’m going to claim every piece of you as mine.” I let my thumb trail down to press on her stiff clit. Splitting my fingers, I push two into the clenching confines of her pussy, and my pinky into the tiny hole above.

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