Page 47 of Shoot Your Shot

“It’s your turn to earn forgiveness,” she says coldly, completely out of character. “So, go on. Be a good boy andearnit.”

“Be more specific, wife,” I say, testing her, seeing how far she’ll go.

What I don’t expect is for her to say what she does next.

“Drive your head between my thighs and make me come, Kolt,” she demands roughly. “If you want to earn my forgiveness, I suggest you eatmypussy until I tell you to stop.” She raises an eyebrow. “Is that specific enough for you,superstar?”

Holy fuck.

That’s … well, even though I’m still mad about the Gilley bullshit, that right there is one of the hottest things to ever come from my wife’s mouth.

Dropping to my knees, I wrap my forearms around her legs and pull her down the desk and toward my face. I don’t stop until my tongue tastes her sweetness and her hands are tugging my hair.

After just a few licks, she’s panting like an absolute feral animal. Her thighs hook around my neck, dragging my tongue deeper inside of her, and my licks become longer.

The thing about being with her for so long is, I know all her tells. I know when she’s worked up or when she’s getting closer. I even know when she needs more.

I let my tongue roam a little further back, almost grazing her ass, and she freezes up just enough to send me right back to where I came from. I look up at her to find her studying me as I work, her neck leaning forward.

Bringing my fingers between us, I drive two inside of her, sliding them right in because she’s so fucking soaked. I flick my tongue against her clit and watch her eyebrows pull together and her breathing grow heavier.

“Look at you, dripping all over some innocent kids’ papers,” I rumble against her. “Your greedy pussy is hell-bent on soaking every page.”

I rip my fingers out, replacing them with my tongue, and pull her harder against me. Her hips work with me as she rides my tongue, lying flat on her back.

“Yes,” she cries out, and I feel her start to pulsate against my tongue. “Kolt. Ahh … yes.”

She thrusts her hips against my face over and over again, crying out a slew of curse words before, eventually, her movements slacken. Her breathing is shallow, and her cheeks are a beautiful shade of pink, matching her perfect pussy. And in no hurry, I pull my head from between her legs and let go of her ankles one at a time.

“What about me, Buttercup? Am I forgiven?”

“Not yet,” she says sharply before slipping off of the desk and looking down at the damage.

Cringing, she fixes some of the papers and smooths everything out before she grabs her clothes from the ground and starts to get dressed quickly.

Right now, a mix of panic and frustration covers her face, so I figure it’s better to keep quiet.

“You’re still a peckerhead, and we aren’t automatically fixed,” she says once she’s dressed again, fixing her hair with her palms. “Just so you know.”

Even though I shouldn’t, I can’t stop the smirk that spreads across my face.

“Don’t smile at me like that.” She narrows her eyes, but can’t fight the corner of her lips turning up a tiny bit. “This isn’t a game to me, Kolt.”

“It’s not a game to me either, Buttercup.” I bop her on the nose. “I’ll prove it to you too.”

She inhales, giving me an unsure look before slipping her shoes on. “We need to go out there. Everyone is going to wonder where we went.”

“If Gilley asks where I went, I’m going to say I had my head buried between my wife’s legs, tasting what is mine.”

“Shut up.” She rolls her eyes. “Seriously. Shut. Up.”

Heading toward the door, she unlocks it before pulling it open. “Can you, for once, just promise you’ll behave?”

Thinking about it, I walk up to her and lean against the open door so that I’m towering over her small body. “If I do, will you have a conversation with me tonight? I’m going to ask your dad if we can stay at the cabin for the entire weekend. The two of us. No household memories to distract us. No PT exercises or friends stopping by. Just twenty-four hours. You and me.”

Her face pales, and she swallows harshly. Continuing to stare up at me, she finally nods. “Okay. Deal.”

I bend down and kiss her lips. “Thank you.”

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