Page 107 of Into the Light

“Rain?” Her eyes darkened with desire as her fingers started to trace circles on my chest.

“Yes, my beautiful wife?”

“I think I need a reward for this,” she mused, and I only let out a small laugh.

“Oh, yeah?” The corners of my lips twisted in a devious smirk. “And what is it that you want?”

“You,” she said without missing a beat.

“You have me,” I murmured.

“No.” Her tone was so fucking raspy I swear she could’ve been one of those sex phone operators and I would’ve come listening to her talk about her grocery list.

Her fingers touched the bottom of her sweater as she pulled it over her head revealing a black lace bra. God, I loved my wife’s curves, and time only made her look more beautiful and enticing. She was everything I could’ve ever dreamed of.

“What’re you doing to me?” I demanded as she let out a little giggle before slipping out of her jeans.

“Come here,” I commanded, but she shook her head, a mischievous glint on her cheeks.

“If you want me, you have to find me.” She looked beyond me at the door before her plump ass ran outside in the cool fall evening.

“My fucking wife.” I laughed before shedding my sweater. A game we’d been playing for years now. I hated chasing after my wife in any other way, but in the bedroom? Game. Fucking. On.

I opened the door and called out for her and laughed when I heard the crunch of the leaves on the ground behind the orchard.

I ran toward her. I was her predator.

“All mine,” I growled into the wind as I searched each row of trees to try and find her.

“Come on, mi reina.” She was my queen, and I, her king.

I stalked each row, careful when treading on the earthen ground below when I finally saw her sprinting in the open, grassy area between the orchards and our house. The pines provided a gloomy backdrop as her black hair flowed wildly in the wind.

Just as I walked in her direction I heard a splash and chuckled. I took the long way around the house before discarding my pants and my shirt. She was frantically looking out into the woods, when I stalked up behind her, jumping into the pool and covering her mouth.

“Surprise,” I murmured into the shell of her ear. It was warm in the pool, but not scalding hot. Well, not until my beautiful wife turned around and I got a full view of her bare tits moving gently with the water, her nipples just above the surface. I rolled them between my forefinger and thumb, watching as they hardened at my touch.

“Fuck,” I groaned, and her hooded eyes met mine. My mouth was on hers, pushing my tongue inside her warmth as I flicked it around sucking her dry. Even in the gentle movement of the water, I felt her body against my own. My fingers trailed down her neck to her wet shoulder where I pressed gentle kisses on her clavicle.

“This,” I murmured before moving to the next spot.

“Is.” Another kiss.

“Mine.” I finally concluded before I shoved her legs apart, thrusting my fingers inside of her cunt.

“Oh, fuck.” She moaned, an erotic noise that made my cock so hard that it was fucking twitching, begging to touch her sweet little cunt.

I lifted her by her ass out of the hot tub before I continued to fuck her with my mouth. I walked through the open door before depositing her upstairs in our bedroom.

“Spread your legs wide so I can taste your pretty little cunt.” I groaned, watching her delicate folds open for me.

“My desperate little wife looking to let Daddy lick you dry?”

“Clean me up,” she begged. She was my naughty little minx.

My tongue carefully caressed the outside of her folds as I held onto the back of her thighs for support.

“My favorite meal,” I choked out as my tongue continued fucking her damp cunt. Her sweet liquid spilling into my mouth as the hunger within me increased.

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