Page 3 of Tell Me What You Want, Or Leave Me

“Let’s go back to our room,” I say guiltlessly.

“We’re talking about—”

“It’s just that when I see you so serious,” I say, cutting him off again, “I want you so much.”

Eric grins. “Good!”

He pulls me toward him and kisses me...and that kiss is filled with adoration, which leaves the women at the bar gobsmacked.

Then he takes me in his arms and walks us back in the direction of our room.

By the time we get to our door, my personal predator is in a hurry. Laughing, I open the door with the key card, and he closes it with his foot. He drops me on the bed.

“I’m going to start the Jacuzzi.” I watch him walk over to the round tub just a few yards from our bed and turn on the water. “Get naked, or that bikini is going to end up torn to shreds,” he says, clearly excited.

Wow!

I tear that thing off me at the speed of light. The bikini is beautiful. I bought it yesterday at a crazy expensive store in Tulum, and I don’t want it to end up like most of my underwear.

Eric grins when he sees my urgency. He bites his lip as he watches me, and, once I’m fully naked, he signals for me to come to him with his index finger. I go. My breasts collide with his taut chest.

“Show me how much you want me,” he whispers in a raspy voice.

Oh yes!

Hot and horny, I untie his swim trunks. My hands slip inside as I kneel before him. Once I get the trunks from around his feet, I lift my eyes and stare at his penis.

My mouth waters when I see he’s ready for me. I look up at Eric’s face. “I’m all yours, sweetheart.”

Without hesitation, I take his hard cock in my hand and rub it on my face and neck as I watch him and the look of delight on his face.

Ready to enjoy this tempting morsel, I run my tongue from one end of it to the other.

Eric smiles as I nibble—not once taking my eyes off him—until he moans with satisfaction and puts his hand on my head. My breathing gets faster—I want him! Anxious for more, I bring him into my mouth and feel his hands tangle in my hair. He sighs. Oh yes!

I love his cock: hard, hot, and smooth. Our game continues for a few more minutes until he can’t take it anymore. He pulls on my hair to make me look up at him again.

“Get in bed.”

I get up off the floor and do as he says. My knees are trembling. Eric, my powerful god of love, comes to me breathing heavily and gives me an order. “Spread your legs.”

I gasp and my breathing picks up. I know what he’s going to do, and it drives me crazy.

Eric gets up on the bed and kisses me. He’s on all fours, like a lion, and brings his mouth close to mine; I can’t wait to devour him.

Kisses...bites...my husband knows I’m willing to do anything for him, and he glides down my body until he’s perfectly positioned between my legs and makes me cry out.

His mouth is moving and making demands at the very core of my desire!

His fingers open me up and slide inside me over and over as I begin to pant.

“Don’t stop...”

Oh God...he’s not listening to me. I could kill him. And then, suddenly, his tongue—his magnificent, wet tongue—enters me and makes love to me.

Oh yes, he’s so good at this! I gasp and grab the pretty bone-colored sheets as I jerk and moan over and over while enjoying what my love is doing to me.

When I think I can’t take any more, Eric rises from between my legs, leans over me, and penetrates me. His thrust is quick and strong, and I arch up to receive him, dying of desire.

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