Page 51 of Twisted Vows

I let my hand slide up and down her mouth-watering curves. “Yes, Ari. With every fucking bone in my body.”

I glance over and see her genuine smile. It hits me straight in the chest because she probably hasn’t had many chances to give into happiness.

The world we live in too often requires us to be the worst version of ourselves, but right now, I want to forget all that. I just want to be a husband who makes his wife happy.

Dropping my mouth to hers, I kiss her with all the feelings I’m unwilling to name.

“How do you do it, Max”

I keep our mouths pressed together. “What sin have I committed now?”

Ari lifts her head away. “You are a monster…but kiss me such gentleness.”

I feel her hand against my chest. “How else would I treat a treasure?”

Her eyes blink several times, and I know I’ve stunned her. We don’t trade compliments or kind words. But what I said is true. Ari is the only thing I’ve ever allowed myself to want, and I couldn’t treat her any other way. “You’re a fine thing, Mrs. Volkov, and I’m fortunate you’ve agreed to take this wild ride with me.”

Her eyes close as a small smile lips the corner of her mouth. “And I would very much like to fuck you until there is nothing left between us.”

“There you are.” Her hand slides down, and I raise an eyebrow. “For a second, I thought the AI version had completely taken over.”

Reaching between us, she wraps her hand around my erection and I see the uncertainty in her eyes. “You don’t have to.”

“I want to.”

She slides down my body and props herself on her elbows between my legs. “You and Steve have a lot in common.”

“Really?” I stroke her hair and bite back a laugh.

“You’re both extra large.”

“But I’m not purple silicone.”

“There is that.” She places her fingers around my shaft, then squeezes. “Hmmm.”

It’s clear that I’m the first man she’s ever done this with, and as much as I want to offer guidance, I know it will not be welcomed. “Anything you do is good.”

“You’re just saying that.” She smirks and then licks the slit on top. Fuck me. That’s powerful. I look down and feel something in my chest explode.

The sheer pleasure of seeing my wife trying something new is almost enough to give me a heart attack. I lock my muscles just in time for her next move. She begins sucking on my crown, and I know there is no hotter sight than seeing my wife’s lips slide over the engorged head of my dick.

A low moan breaks from my chest before I can stop it. She sucks me with more force than I’m prepared for, and I know that blacking out is inevitable.

“Okay?” She asks, around my cock.

“Perfect.” I guide her hand down my shaft and flex against the pressure as she takes more of me into her mouth.

Nothing has ever felt so fucking good.

“You’re so hard, husband,” she murmurs, her lips moving against my skin.

Her strokes speed up as she leans forward and bobs her head. I dig my heels into the bed and grind my teeth. The last thing I’ll do is fuck her mouth, despite my body’s demand.

My cock throbs against her tongue, and my balls draw against my body. A white-hot ball is coiling tighter and tighter. Ari’s hand on my shaft is slick from her mouth, and every stroke drives me closer to release.

“I’m getting close.”

“So?” she mumbles.

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