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“I’m trying not to make it suspicious, wife.” I used both hands to try to feel around for the walls and nearly yelped when Aurora grabbed my wrist.
“This way.”
Suddenly, some light from the reception—probably the dance floor being lit up brighter, since the MC called for everyone, including kids, to join him there, because it was time for the “Cha-Cha Slide”—shone in the hall, illuminating a stairwell. Upon climbing the steps, we were greeted with a storage area and a large paned window at the end. The sun was just beginning to set over the Smoky Mountains, casting the sky in oranges and reds. The mountains beyond the range were shaded in navy.
“Wow,” I said, leaning an elbow on the window frame as I took it all in, then looked at her.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” she asked as she stood with her toes against the floor-to-ceiling window.
“It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I replied, not pulling my stare from her. As if she could sense my gaze, she glanced up at me, then quickly tucked her chin to her chest. The rosiness of her cheeks nearly matched one of the vivid colors in the sky.
I moved to stand behind her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. She leaned her head back against my chest as we watched the sun dip behind the mountains until disappearing completely. After another minute, she turned in my arms, her chin resting on my chest as she gazed up at me.
“So, do you want to go back to the reception… or maybe… entertain ourselves in other ways?” Her grin was wicked, and her eyes sparkled. I was up for whatever direction Aurora’s thoughts were going.
“What did you have in mind?” I asked.
“Well, I have this delicious piece of cake, and I’d really like to taste it on your cock.” Her voice was so innocent, even as Aurora’s empty hand roamed down to my waistband and unhooked the button, the zipper her next conquest.
“What my wife wants, my wife gets.” Before my pants could drop to the floor, I shuffled us over to the corner of the room, where we could duck behind some crates in case anyone walked in.
The music from the reception echoed up into the space, and the floors nearly vibrated from the volume of the country song now playing through the speakers.
Grabbing my phone from my pocket, I turned on the flashlight and turned it toward the ceiling, brightening the dim corner as I placed it on a crate. Aurora’s mouth around my cock was not something I wanted to miss seeing.
She made quick work of yanking down my pants and boxer briefs, the duo resting at my ankles as she stroked my cock with her talented fingers. Her tongue teased around my barbell,sending jolts of pleasure to my balls. And when she collected a dollop off the top of the cake with her finger and trailed the icing down my shaft, only to lick it away seconds later, I nearly died from the erotic show as much as the feel of it all.
Aurora smiled proudly at each of my moans. I nearly came in her mouth twice. Too bad for her, she forgot two could play this game.
Chapter Twenty – Aurora
It wasn’t that I would’ve called Talon’s cock perfect, but he had what all my romance books described the fictional boyfriends as having. So, I took that as a win for me.
I was having fun teasing him. Bringing him so close to the edge and then letting off, only to repeat it all over again. I knew he was figuring out a way to exact revenge, but in the long run, even if I didn’t get an orgasm later, I would at least get to feel that ache between my legs that only Talon could provide. It was the best kind of pain.
“Peaches,” he groaned as I tugged gently on his balls. “Fuck, I can’t take any more. I need to feel your pussy.”
“Hm… I’m not ready for that yet,” I whispered, the tip of his cock resting against my lips.
Unexpectedly, I felt his hands dive beneath my arms and lift me into the air until I was standing.
“Turn around and lean over that box,” Talon demanded, and he was using that voice that sent both a surge of fear and lust through me. The combination was exhilarating.
When I followed the order, I felt the back of my dress flip over my body until the material covered my head. I couldn’t see anything around me but the smallest shimmer of light through the material. My lace panties were tugged down my legs before Talon lifted each of my feet to slide them free.
Just when I thought he was going to put me out of my misery, his hand landed on my ass with a smack, and then he dropped that hand between my legs to swirl within the pool of moisture.
“You’re lucky I’m not in a teasing mood. You’ve been a naughty wife tonight. Normally, I’d punish you, but I want to fuck you too badly to play games.”
His fingers worked at my clit, rubbing and circling the bundle until my legs shook.
“Fuuuck,” I groaned, my knuckles turning white as I clenched the edge of the box.
“Lift your leg,” Talon commanded before he shifted my knee onto the box, exposing more of my pussy to him.
“That’s it. My wife is so wet for me. Aren’t you?”
“Yes, husband.”
