Page 75 of Desperate Desires

She pushed against me, and I took that as a good sign.

I pushed the slick digit inside her tight ass, and we both groaned at the way her body sucked me inside.

“So fucking tight for me,” I moaned and sucked on her clit harder.

By the time I had a piece of me in every piece of her, she was riding my face and hands and pulling on my hair like a glorious, wild thing.

I opened my eyes, catching sight of her in the reflective glass, and I almost blew my load right there.

She looked amazing.

Like pure fucking lust.

Michelle was gorgeous as she chased her pleasure, using me, grinding her luscious body on me, taking everything I offered so willingly to make herself come.

And if I hadn’t loved her already, I would have fallen right then.

My wife was better than a goddess. She was a woman.

Flesh and blood.

One hundred percent real.

A sexy, fiery vixen of a woman.

And she was all mine.

Chapter 22-Shelly

The last twenty-four hours had passed by in a haze of sex and snacks.

It didn’t sound particularly dirty.

Nothing that I’d write a porno about.

But it was the most erotic, most pleasurable, and soul satisfying experience I had ever had in my entire life. And it was all because of him.

“Want more?” Ono asked, offering me the last bite of scrambled eggs from his plate.

I nodded and opened my mouth, allowing him to feed me. He smiled as he did, and I couldn’t help but return the expression.

Seeing this gorgeous man drop to his knees to shave my legs was the sexiest thing I thought I’d ever seen. But I was wrong.

Watching him crack eggs with one hand just before he heated butter in a pan and started cooking for me was even hotter.

Hands down. Hottest thing ever.

I knew we’d be good together. I mean, we were already good together in bed. But something had changed since we spoke our hasty vows while flying over the Garden State.

It was foolish, and I felt weird saying it, but it was almost like this was a real marriage.

Silly, dangerous thoughts for a woman like me to have.

I knew that even as I thought them.

But a small part of me wished this really was real.

That Ono had married me out of love and not because he felt compelled to in order to save my life.

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