Page 68 of Impending Consent

"My name. A few times."

I chuckled and she shifted, sliding one of her legs up my body so her pussy was pressed against my thigh.

"Dreams can become reality." Her hand moved down to my waist and over my dick.

“We’re supposed to be working on this marriage outside of the physical but..."

"But?"

"After last night, I think we both deserve to switch things up a little."

"Oh thank God because I need some really good orgasms, like now."

I laughed, shaking my head. “I got you.”

I tilted my head and kissed her. It started slow, with me exploring, but quickly deepened.

Her hand gripped my dick firmly and stroked me roughly before I hooked my arm under her and moved us until she was under me.

Clothes were tossed to the floor, then Sail was on her back, wearing nothing but that damn look that made my chest tight and my dick hard at the same time. When I started moving down her body, her legs shifted open just enough to invite me in.

I let my eyes drag over every inch of her, appreciating the curve of her thighs, the dip in her waist, and the fullness of her breasts. My wife was so fucking sexy.

“You’re staring and not moving.”

“You’re mine, Sail. I can do what the fuck I want with you.”

I moved my fingers up the inside of her thigh, slow and light. Just enough to make her muscles tense and her hips jerk.

“I want to learn you all over again and I want you to learn what it feels like for me to handle your body. I want to remember your reactions. Every place you like to be touched and every sound you make when I’m in control.”

“Then touch me and stop stalling.”

I smirked and got to work.

I started at her ankle, kissing my way up her calf, her knee, the inside of her thighs. When I reached her pussy, I paused, letting my mouth hover.

She tensed and lifted her hips. “Rival…”

“Chill, Sail. I got you.”

I spread her open with both hands and went in.

The first lick made her gasp. The second made her moan, and fuck, this was perfection. I dragged my tongue up her slit incredibly slow and circled it with the tip until her thighs started to tremble.

She tasted like fuckinghome.

I gripped her thighs tighter and buried my face, devouring that pussy like she was the only meal I ever needed. She moaned my name, gripped my head, and ground against my mouth while I licked, sucked, and enjoyed my wife’s pussy.

“Oh fuck. Rival…right there…more…”

I gave her everything, tongue, lips and fingers, until she was shaking under me and her orgasm pushed through her in hard waves.

When I pulled back I smirked at her half-lidded eyes and chest rising and falling like she just ran a marathon. But before she could catch her breath, she was up and pushed me onto my back.

“My turn.” She leaned down to kiss me but then her mouth traveled lower. I propped myself on my elbows and watched as she licked the length of my dick. Slow. Purposeful. Her tongue flicked over the tip before she took me into her mouth, inch by inch, with her hand stroking what she couldn’t fit.

“Shit…”

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