She moves to my other ear, grinding against me as she teases me.
One hand knots in her hair. The other presses between her shoulder blades.
I let my eyelids flutter closed.
I soak in all the pleasure she wants to give me.
Then-
Fuck-
She drags her lips down my neck. My chest. My stomach.
She places herself on her knees on the floor of the limo and she pulls my boxers to my ankles.
She looks up at me, her hazel eyes full of desire.
She holds my gaze as she brushes her lips against my tip.
As she takes me into her mouth.
Fuck-
She's too fucking sexy.
And her tongue flicking against my piercing feels too fucking good.
I have to bring my hand to her chest and play with her nipple.
I have to get her groaning against my cock.
Fuck.
That's my wife on her knees in a limo.
Who the fuck would think this could be so fucking romantic?
I let pleasure flood my limbs. My balls tighten. I'm too fucking close.
I look down at her and tug at her hair. "Now."
She presses her palms against my thighs and pushes herself up.
I slide my hands around her waist and pull her into my lap.
Her knees plant outside my thighs.
Her hands plant on my shoulders.
She looks down at me as I bring her body onto mine.
As my tip strains against her.
She lets out a low, deep groan as I slide inside her.
"Fuck, Tom." Her nails sink into my skin.
I bring my hands to her hips and I guide her body over mine.