Page 45 of Second Chance Husband

“What kind of panties are you wearing?” I growled into her ear.

“Why don’t you find out?”

I bit gently down on her ear, and she tilted her head back. I couldn’t walk away from the invitation, so I licked up her neck, before biting gently down again.

She moaned, arching into me. I slid my hand around her backside, her soft skin bare under my palm. So when my fingers brushed against the edge of her thong, I slid it to the side, easing my fingers in between her ass cheeks.

“A thong? You don’t like panty lines, do you?”

“I hate them. But I don’t know if I like the breeze if I go pantiless.”

“One day you’ll go pantiless for me. So that way I know that just a bare touch and I’ll be between your legs. Would you do that?”

“August,” she whispered.

“I love the sound of my name on your lips.”

My hands in between her legs, she arched into me, and I played with her hole, just pressing against the pucker, loving the way that she moaned. And then I continued my exploration, one finger and then the second down to her pussy.

“Already so wet for me. You’re drenching that thong, aren’t you?”

“I can’t help it,” she gasped.

“Let me take care of that for you.”

So she leaned forward, her breasts against my chest as she gripped my arms, her back arched in an invitation. I slid one finger inside her heat, her cunt clamping around my finger.

“You’re soaked.”

And then I inserted another, before gently teasing, one sliding in and then out, then along her seam, then back to that puckered hole.

“Are you going to let me fuck your ass like before? Do you want my cock inside you, stretching you?”

“August, I can’t take any more.”

“Yes, you can.” And then I slid one finger deep inside her, using her own juices to help the penetration. And she moaned, shaking.

“That’s it, that’s my girl.”

But at this angle, I wouldn’t be able to see everything, so I slid my fingers out, ignoring her moan, then twisted her so her front was to me.

“Let me see your tits. Take off that bra.”

“Are you serious right now?”

“Do it.”

She undid the clasp on the bra, her breasts falling heavy in front of me. I reached out and pinched one nipple, loving the way that her mouth parted. And then I took her by the hips and turned her so that her back faced me.

“Bend over, I wasn’t finished.”

“So bossy.”

I squeezed her other breast, just gently, loving the way that her eyes darkened as she looked over her shoulder.

“You like it.”

She didn’t say anything, but then she let me turn her fully, her hands on the desk, and then I was pulling her skirt up so I could see that luscious ass of hers.

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