Page 35 of Rediscovering Rubi

He stroked up her slit with his hot tongue, then back down, his fingers working on either side of her clit, which he knew she loved. He kept stroking, stroking, his tongue sliding up and down her slit, then he spread her pussy lips with his thumbs and pushed his tongue into her waiting hole.

“Oh, yes…”

He began a slow fucking, his tongue almost like a small cock, pressing inside her, swirling around the edges, until she couldn’t help but buck her hips.

He drew back long enough to ask her, “You need me to suck your clit, baby? Yeah, I need it, too. Need to suck you right into my mouth while I fuck you with my fingers.”

The words were so damn hot. Even hotter when he did exactly as he said. His fingers slid inside her easily; she was so, so wet. And his mouth came down on her clit.

He teased the tip with his tongue, then he started to suck, and the pleasure was dizzying, shafts of sensation arcing deep into her body. Her hips rose to meet his mouth, to buck against his fingers as he fucked her faster.

“I’m gonna come, babe!”

He didn’t reply, just sucked her clit harder as her need rose, spiraling so fast she couldn’t hold back, and with his free hand he reached up and pinched her nipple.

Her climax hit so fast, so hard, it was like fireworks going off behind her eyes, lighting up her whole body, searing her from the inside out.

“Oh, oh, ohhh!”

He kept sucking, kept thrusting into her, and in moments she was coming again, the spasms of pleasure so sharp and brilliant she could barely breathe.

“Ah, God, Logan!”

She was trembling all over, her pussy still clenching when he pulled his fingers out of her. He gave her clit one final lick, and she was so sensitive from coming, it almost hurt. But she loved it, loved knowing it was a purposeful little tease on his part. Loved knowing how wicked her husband could be.

He moved up her body and kissed her, and she tasted her own sweet ocean flavor on his tongue.

He pulled back to ask, “How was that, my baby?”

She groaned. “Amazing.”

“Good. Don’t move,” he ordered.

Not that she could have—she was completely limp, her head still buzzing, after coming so hard twice—but she never minded when he gave her a command. In fact, she loved it.

He got up, then came back a minute later and wiped her still-tender pussy with a warm washcloth. He reached under her and gave her bottom a sharp pinch before he stood up.

“Time to get ready, baby.”

“Seriously?” she demanded. “I’m supposed to get right up after what you just did to me?”

“Yep. If I can get my act together with this raging hard-on, then you can get yourself dressed and pretty. I’ll have some tea waiting for you before we have to go.” He leaned over her and gave her a kiss. “Now get to it, woman.”

“Ugh! You’re so mean to me,” she said as she sat up, then got to her feet.

He didn’t answer, instead giving her ass a sharp smack, then chuckling as he left the room.

It was a few minutes before she could catch her breath and get to work doing her hair and makeup, but it had sure as hell been worth it.

When was the last time they’d had sex pretty much every day? Sometimes two and three times a day? Of course, they were with each other all the time here, which made it easier, but shehad a feeling it wasn’t going to die down too much when they got home. He was retired, and she was on sabbatical for the year, so they’d have plenty of access to each other. Something to look forward to. In fact, there was a lot to look forward to.

Oh, yes. Things had certainly changed.

They took the elevator up to the second floor and found their way to the 101 room, where classes were held. Logan held the door for his wife, then they found seats in one of the rows near the front. There were at least a dozen other people there already, and more were coming in. It looked like it was going to be a full class. He saw a lot of faces he recognized from their time at the Ranch, both staff and guests. It was a comfortable crowd with all types of people, which was something he’d always loved about the kink community.

The class tonight was on Power Exchange. Logan already had what he thought was a pretty good understanding of what that meant, but from the course description, Arrow was planning to go deeper into the subtleties in various power dynamics, and he was looking forward to hearing what he had to say.

He leaned over to whisper in Rubi’s ear, “How you doing, babe? You good?”

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