Page 92 of Heartstrings & Horizons
“Show me.”
Cade
With a gentle grip on her hand, I escort her to the small velvet sofa, which sits opposite her bookshelves. Did I imagine fucking my wife in this library tonight? Yes. I can’t deny that it crossed my mind a time or two while we were making this place come to life.
The air crackles with desire as I take a seat in the middle of the sofa, and widen my legs so she can step between them. With a gentle touch, Paige’s hands find my shoulders and then softly move upwards, weaving into my hair as our lips meet in a leisurely, passionate kiss. My hands instinctively reach for the hem of her cropped tee, my palms meeting the bare skin of her back before sliding down to cup her plump ass.
We momentarily pull apart as I unbutton the front of her jeans and pull them down her thighs taking her black lace panties with them to pool at the floor. Paige’s hands find my zipper and she gestures for me to lift my hips so she can tug down my jeans and boxers. I lift my t-shirt over my head, baring myself to her completely as she does the same, before unclasping her bra, letting it fall to the floor with the discarded remains of our clothing. I sit back and scoot my ass forward to give her room to move.
She steps between my spread legs, one hand gliding over her hard nipple, the other sliding down to her wet pussy. She circles her clit and I just sit back, enjoying the show. I love how comfortable she is in front of me. She’s fucking perfection.
“Straddle my lap, baby. I want you to ride me.” She moves forward but I stop her, motioning for her to turn around first before guiding one knee to either side of my waist. She takes my shaft in hand, looking down between her thighs before guiding me to her already slick entrance.
“Is that all for me, Paige?” I say, as I reach around to gather some of her wetness and begin stroking her clit. She moans as she carefully sinks onto my cock inch by glorious inch. Her pussy is strangling me and it feels like the first time all over again.
“Cade, fuck — you feel so fucking good.”
“That’s right baby, take all of me. You’re doing so good.”
With both hands on her hips, I hold her steady as she bottoms out, giving her a moment to adjust to my intrusion.
“I need to move,” she moans. She lifts her hips in a slow, deliberate motion, repeating the movement without any sense of urgency. It feels like heaven, but it’s still not enough. I need more of her — I need a taste. I lift her to a standing position, laying myself lengthwise on the sofa.
“Sit on my face, Paige. Let me taste that pretty pussy.”
“I can’t. Cade, I’ll suffocate you.”
“If there was ever an ideal way to go, that would be it. Now sit on my fucking face, I won’t ask again.” I practically growl the words as my right hand fists my erection.
I expect her to sit facing the arm of the couch for leverage, butmy wifeis anything but predictable, so it catches me completely off guard when she straddles my head then leans forward, her face a breath away from my cock before she takes it in her delicate fist and spits on the tip.
“Holy fuck, Paige.”
“Are you going to stop talking and eat my pussy?” she asks defiantly.
I lay a stinging slap on her left ass cheek. “Careful with that attitude, baby.”
She jiggles her ass as I lay another matching handprint on the other cheek before diving headfirst into her soaked cunt. I can feel her groans vibrating around my cock as she takes me to the back of her throat. She’s dripping all over my face and she tastes so fucking sweet, like ripe cherries I want to devour.
Her pace slows and I know she's close. I take two fingers and gently enter her, stroking her g-spot. Her legs begin to shake and she cries out.
“Cade, oh my god. Oh, fuck.” She continues to stroke me with her hand as she screams out her orgasm, coating my stubble with her release.
“Did I just…”
“Yeah, babe, you squirted all over my fucking face like a good girl.”
“Holy fuck.”
I slap her ass, signaling for her to let me up. Once I’m on my feet, I position her on her knees over the back of the couch before plunging balls deep into her wet heat.
I wrap my arms around her waist, cupping her breasts and tugging at her nipples. My pace is punishing as I thrust in and out.
“Harder,” she groans.
“This body was made for me.”
“Yes. I’m yours. Fill me up. Please.”
