Page 48 of Midnight and Mine

Running my fingers through her hair, she unbuttons my shorts and pushes them down, along with my underwear. She gets stuck at a certain point because of our baby growing inside her. Rolling her eyes, she says, “Well, I’m sure I look sexy as hell.”

What she doesn’t realize is how her being pregnant makes me feel like a caveman beating my chest. “You’re sexy as hell. But you’re mine. Only Mine,” I say, claiming her.

Pulling my shorts off completely, I leave them puddled in the floor as she sits on the edge of the bed with full breasts and pebbled nipples, she strokes my erection. With one touch, I’m having to recall all my strength. I could shoot my load right now with just one touch of her delicate fingers.

“I like it when you’re possessive.” Wynter licks up the side of me, then swirls her tongue around the tip, licking the bead of cum. “Just how I imagined.”

I choke out a chuckle.

“Salty. Manly.”

Fuck, it takes every ounce of self-control not to grab the back of her head and slam myself down her throat. I don’t have to wait long because she opens her pretty littlethroat, looking up at me with her darkened eyes. The caramel ring around her pupils is the only color in her eyes. With the room lit by one small lamp on the dresser.

She sucks me in over and over as my hips piston into hers. She grabs my ass, pushing me closer to her face, and I swear my head is half down her throat. With my head dipping into my chest, I watch her when I’m not pinching my eyes. Her attentiveness puts me over the edge. I pull out. “I’m going to come.”

“On me?” she asks.

“On you. In you. I’m at your disposal.”

Her eyes twinkle with black mascara smattered under her lashes. “How about both?” my beautiful vixen asks.

This gives me a reprieve and I’m able to stave off the orgasm threatening to cut our night short.

“Lie on your side.”

She does, and I ease in beside her, spooning her. Teasing her entrance with my tip. “You’re dripping wet, babe. Did you like sucking me off?”

Purring, she says, “Yes. It’s so big and tasty.”

“Don’t you dare say like the Mickey D’s hamburger,” I joke because when we were young, McDonald’s came out with the Big N Tasty burger, and Wynter was all about it.

She giggles as I slip my fingers inside her soft center. “I did like those burgers, but I like a good footlong more.”

Pulling my fingers out, I place them in her mouth, and she licks them clean. “You just had a memory. Tell me about it.”

My head pushes into her center. Slowly inching in. “Ummm, yes. Just remember being at McD’s with everyone. It must have been after a high school football game because I was in my cheerleading unform with a letterman’s jacket on. Purple with number seventeen on the chest, on top of my heart, eating a Big N tasty.”

I’m on one elbow so I can see her as she looks back over her shoulder. “Do you know whose jacket you were wearing?” Before she can answer, I say, “Mine. You’ve always been mine. And tonight, I’m going to make sure you never want to be with any other man.”

I caress her stomach, play with her boobs, and roll her hardened peaks between my fingers.

“Yes. Yes,” she pants.

Making love to my wife is the highlight of my life. A pang of sadness hits me that she doesn’t remember our first time together, and I can’t lie—it’s also exciting. Tonight is the first time she truly feels me, and I’m damn sure going to make sure she enjoys it.

Moving my hand between her thighs, I rub her clit and work her into a frenzy. “Hold on, babe,” I whisper in her ear. Her breaths are heavy and labored as I plunge into her hard and pull out agonizingly slow for both of us, but there’s no doubt of the sensual gratification coming from going slow, anticipation building beyond my wildest dreams.

“So happy you’re my husband,” she squeals as a mini orgasm takes over her body. She clenches my dick, and I feel every pulse of her heartbeat and every flutter of her muscles as her face turns a light shade of crimson.

I look down when I pull out to the tip, and my erection is covered with her creamy arousal. Talk about a turn on and sensual. “My wife. My wife is gorgeous from back to front, from head to toe and inside out.”

As my control fades away, I pinch her wet nub, and she screams words of praise. My movements become erratic as I try to multitask and hold off an orgasm at the same time. I pinch her clit, suck on the perfumed skin below her ear, and piston my hips.

“Scott. Scott. Scottyyyy.”

“Let go, babe. I’m right behind you.”

“I don’t want to.”

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