Page 78 of Ramsey & Emerson

“Ramsey…” she whimpered as her hands tightened around my arm, her hips moving in time with my fingers.

I nipped at her neck before asking, “Are you going to let me fuck this pussy after I make you cum all over my hand?”

“Yes…” she rushed out as her hips began moving faster.

“What about your ass? Are you going to let me fuck that tight ass of yours?”

“Anything you want…” she panted, the tone of her voice warning me that she was already close to exploding for me. “You can have anything that you want…oh, God…”

“You,” I said. “You will always be the answer to that question, baby. All I’m ever going to want is you. I’ll gladly sleep under a fucking bridge as long as you’re sleeping next to me.”

“Ramsey…” she choked out as she finally came all over my fingers, the feeling of her pussy convulsing a familiar one. “Oh, God…”

“That’s it, baby,” I coaxed. “Cum for me like a good girl.”

As Emerson’s body shook in my lap, I reached up with my thumb to play with her clit, and it wasn’t long before she was cumming for me again, and I wouldn’t mind wrecking her enough to have to carry her up to our bedroom. Even though I knew that she had work to do, nothing mattered more to me than pleasing this woman.

I nipped at her neck again. “Are you still going to let me fuck you, or do you want my tongue to clean you up?”

After a few seconds of allowing her body to bask in those euphoric aftershocks, she finally said, “I want you, Ramsey.”

“What do you want?” I asked, wanting to hear the words.

“I want you to fuck me,” she immediately answered.

“Good girl,” I said as I pulled my fingers out of her pussy.

When I heard Emerson let out a deep sigh of pleasure, I stood up, then taking her with me, I quickly moved a stack of folders from her desk, set them down on the floor, then bent my wife over the expensive oak furniture. Since she’d given me permission to fuck both her pussy and ass, this was the perfect position to make that happen.

Chapter 4

Emerson~

All these years later, Ramsey was still able to make me see stars, and I welcomed the distraction. Having been the only man that I’d ever been with, he knew how to play my body expertly, and I was addicted to his touch just as much as I was addicted to his brand of love. Yeah, from the outside looking in, a lot of people might call Ramsey Reed toxic, and while he was, I was no better. Ramsey knew therealme, and he didn’t judge me for it, which allowed me to give myself to him freely.

I gripped the edge of the desk as I felt his hands yanking my skirt up around my waist, and luckily for us, no one ever just walked into any of the rooms in the house when me and Ramsey were ‘missing’. Even after having had kids, Ramsey had never tamed his need for me, so all the kids were very aware that we still had sex, much to their dismay.

As Ramsey pushed my panties down around my thighs, he said, “I really need a picture of this on my fucking phone.”

In a perfect world, Ramsey would be able to take all the pictures of me that he wanted without fear of them leaking to the public. However, since we didn’t live in a perfect world, we didn’t take pictures like that. In fact, after Maddox had explained that it really wasn’t that hard to hack into anything, Ramsey had started being more cautious about what he did with his phone.

“’Well, it wouldn’t be of my face,” I pointed out.

A loud slap sounded throughout the room as my right ass cheek stung. “Well, since I’d never cheat on you, your face doesn’t need to be in the shot for everyone to know who you are.”

When I heard the sounds of Ramsey removing his belt, I closed my eyes, letting out a steady breath. My legs were already a shaky mess, and I knew that he was going to have to carry me upstairs when he was finally done with me down here.

“I need a taste, baby,” Ramsey groaned right before I felt him spread my ass cheeks apart, his tongue sliding from my soaked pussy all the way up to my puckered hole.

“Ramsey…” I moaned, everything that he did to me feeling incredible.

“One year or a hundred, I’ll never get enough of eating your pussy, baby,” he said between swipes of his tongue between my bare folds. “Fuck, I’m addicted to you in the worst way.”

He wasn’t the only one.

“Ramsey…please…” I begged, leaving shame at the door years ago.

“You need this dick, baby?” he taunted as I felt him let go of my ass. “Is that what you’re begging for?”

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