Page 113 of All of Me

“You make me want to be,” he murmurs, brushing his lips against my temple.

I press a hand to his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath my palm. “You make me feel so loved,” I whisper, my voice trembling.

“Just doing my job as your husband.” He leans down, capturing my lips in a kiss that’s as tender as it is full of promise.

We get lost in each other for I’m not even sure how long, and as he slowly pulls away, he turns me around so that my back is to him. As he places a kiss behind my ear and trails more down the soft skin of my neck, I feel his hands come to the back of my dress as he starts undoing the buttons one my one. With each button he undoes, he places a kiss to the skin that was previously covered by lace. He repeats this until he’s reached the very last button and is now kneeling behind me, placing one final kiss just above my ass.

As he stands, he slips his hands under the lace material and pushes it down my shoulders on each side. He’s drowning me in kisses and my body is beginning to tremble with pure need. His name escapes my lips on a whisper as he continues his pursuit of removing my gown in torturously slow movements, leaving kisses on my skin every step of the way.

The dress begins to fall away, leaving my breasts exposed. It’s then I notice the long mirror on the wall where I can see the reflection as he reaches around me and palms my breasts in his hands and nips at the spot where my neck and shoulder meets. It’s my favorite spot to be kissed and he knows it. He slowly steps around in front of me for a moment and I am almost sad that he’s blocked my view in the mirror because I’ve never felt more beautiful than I do in this moment.

As if he knows I was watching in the mirror, he leans forward and begins his kissing pursuit down my body once again, this time down the front of me. I watch him kiss down to my navel, taking each of my breasts in his mouth, mesmerized at the sight of this man on his knees in front of me.

As he settles on his knees, I’m left breathless as he pushes my dress down and it softly falls to the floor. With his hands on my hips he lowers himself and sticks out his tongue, finding my pulsing bundle of nerves. I begin to fall apart for him. I am completely at his mercy. His tongue licks my slit and circles my clit, again and again, until I whimper. I beg him to let me come. He shakes his head, his tongue still on my clit, denying me my release.

“Not yet, Kitty,” he whispers against my pussy. “I have another surprise for you. Don’t move.”

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CLOSER - NINE INCH NAILS

OWEN - JULY 26, 2014

Iunzip the end pocket of the overnight bag and pull out the satin black bag I packed this morning. I bought the toy a couple of weeks ago and I’ve been dying to use it on my wife. I know she’s going to love it.

I turn back to see her beautiful form exactly where I left her like the good girl she is. She arches an eyebrow, does her best to stay still but I don’t miss the way her thighs rub together. She’s desperate for some sort of friction.

But I have something else in mind.

I can see the wheels turning in her head trying to figure out what is in the little black bag I carry in my hand. It’s obviously not a large toy, that much she can already tell. Her anticipation of what’s inside it excites me.

Before Callie, I never really gave much thought to defining my kinks. I just knew what I liked and what I was willing to explore, I never put a label on it, but according to my wife, I’m a bit of a pleasure Dom. I get off watching her get off, and I plan to watch that happen a whole lot tonight.

My dick strains against my zipper as I take in her sheer beauty: her perfect tits, her thick thighs, her hourglass figure. I can’t see it from this angle, but I know I’m going to worship her perfect ass tonight as well. I haven’t decided yet if tonight is the night I take that too. It’s something she’s hinted at wanting before, but we have yet to do together. It’s something I’ve never done at all.

But fuck, do I want to.

“Do you trust me?” I know it’s a silly question, but I want to hear what she says in the heat of the moment.

She nods enthusiastically before she speaks. “With everything I have, husband.”

“Good girl. Now, close your eyes,” I say as I kneel back down in front of her, returning to the position I was in after taking off her dress.

She obliges and I help her to step the rest of the way out of the gown, lifting each of her legs slowly before tossing it away. With her standing in front of me, I pull the toy out of the black satin bag and click the button to power it on, but I don’t activate any of the settings quite yet.

Instead, I set the toy on top of the bag on the floor next to me so I can grab it when I am ready. I’m going to feast on her first.

She keeps her eyes closed as I run my hands up her thighs, tracing her slit on each side with my thumbs as she whimpers, still on edge from before. “Already so needy for me, aren’t you, wife?”

“Yes,” she says, her voice shaking as I continue to play with her, sliding one of my thumbs inside her tight hole as I place a kiss to her clit. Her hands make their way to the back of my head, pulling me closer as I suck the bundle of nerves into my mouth and slowly move my thumb in and out of her pussy.

Her moans fill the cabin as she chases her orgasm and just as she’s about to come undone on my tongue, I pick up the toy beside me and place the rose against her clit, turning on the suction in one swift movement as it starts to vibrate against her.

“Oh my God! Oh my–”

“Not God, Kitty.”

“Daddy, please! Please let me come.”

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