Page 27 of She's Got that Heat

I can’t stop myself from grinning. Allie doesn’t know what that’s really about. A photography gallery is technically closed tomorrow, but they’re opening for us so that she can pick out a couple of large forest prints for our bedroom. She loved a similar one she saw at our dentist’s office last month, so I got the photographer’s contact information.

“You’re certainly looking very pleased with yourself,” she murmurs, dragging the arch of her foot slowly along my calf. “You’re not hiding any more surprises, are you?”

“No. Well,mayyybe. But I think what I need right now is not exactly a surprise.”

My chest almost bursts from the sweet look she gives me. I bury my face in the soft skin of her throat, inhaling her softness, her warmth.

I start to get an idea. Our bed at home doesn’t exactly have a headboard, just a series of wooden slats screwed into the wall. This king-size hotel bed has a massive padded headboard that is sturdily attached to the rest of it.

I jump up, shifting the dresser so that it angles toward us, then sit on the bed with my back against the headboard.

“What are you – oh!”

Allie gasps as I tear off the robe, turning her hot, curvy body toward the mirror.

I place her between my legs. She’s already rocking in my lap as I kiss along her shoulder. “Why don’t you ride me?” I rasp into her ear. “Hoist your sexy little butt up in the air and slide your pussy down on my cock. Then I can watch you in the mirror and see those pretty tits bouncing.”

For half a second, Allie gets the thousand-yard stare. But this time it’s from lust, as she falls into the sexy headspace where we boss each other around a bit.

Lifting her by the hips, I drag my impossibly hard cock through her wet seam. Then she wiggles down, capturing half of my length while adjusting herself. She’s trying to lean forward, but that blocks the delicious view.

“Rock up and down, baby. Once I’m all the way in, I’ll show you what to do.”

Allie whimpers with lust, placing her hands on my thighs as she moves back and forth, working me deeper and deeper inside. I hold her waist, helping her wriggle until my entire length is sheathed in her tight, wet heaven.

She turns, her arms winding back around me as she kisses me long and hard. I hold her still for a moment, then begin pulsing, stroking up into her until she gasps. “Wow,” she murmurs. “This angle is really something.”

“I’m glad. Now reach back to the headboard.”

With Allie’s hands reaching behind my shoulders, her back arches perfectly, showing her luscious breasts in the mirror. As I lift and lower her hips, I watch as my cock disappears into her snug, wet pussy.

“Look what you do to me,” I growl. “So fucking hot that you turn your man into an animal.”

“Yeah,” she gasps, tightening her thighs and swiveling her hips as she twists on my length. “And we both love it.”

“You know it.” Even though I treat Allie like a delicate princess most of the time, this rougher side of my love for her comes out to play now and then.

My hot wife is a vision as I stare at her in the mirror. Her open, panting lips. Her flushed breasts, the nipples tinted deep rose. The way her soaking pussy tightens around me even more the harder I thrust. My hand presses against her lower belly, making her arch even more as I pound up into her.

“Yeah,” she whispers, as I feel the tension beginning to gather already.

“Is this what you want, angel?” Placing two fingers in her mouth, I wait until she licks them, then bring them down to massage her clit. We’re both already panting, twitching, chasing the edge.

“Look at yourself in the mirror,” I rasp into her ear. I lightly spank her clit three times with my fingertips, then stop moving until she stares. “Look at how gorgeous you are. Then I want you to come for me as hard as you can.”

Allie has always been the hottest woman I’ve ever seen. But now, watching as she meets her own eyes in the mirror, writhing and rocking, shamelessly working my massive cock in and out of her tight little pussy…

My fingers are already rubbing her clit again. “Do it, baby. Come all over me.”

My free hand roughly grabs her breast, kneads her hip, squeezes her inner thigh. Her head tips back against my shoulder with a long, low cry, as I feel the warmth of her juices flooding my length. I suck in a ragged breath, still rocking and thrusting deep.

“Harder,” she gasps. “Damon…please…as hard as you want.”

Somehow I manage to wait ten more seconds until it feels like her climax is subsiding. Then I grab her hips with both hands and let go. It only takes maybe twenty strokes of using her sweetness for my pleasure before I growl into the back of her shoulder, clutching her against me, as I flush with heat and swell inside her, spilling my seed as deep as it will go.

Allie collapses back against me. “Wow.”

“Yeah.”

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