Page 37 of Splintered Security
She does before reaching for her shirt.
“No.”
She startles, and I soften my tone. “No, Sunshine. Want to see your body when you do whatever it is you’re going to do to me.”
“Oh. Um, okay.” Her voice is quiet as she slides next me, over me, fumbling my belt buckle. I push my palms behind my head and allow the time she’s taking to torture me like nothing and no one before ever has.
She works my button and fly and taps my hips. “Lift?” It’s a question not a statement, but I push my hips up and let her hands pull down my jeans and boxers. My cock bobs, long and proud, seeking her touch and attention.
“Wow.” I don’t think she means to say it out loud, but if there was anything she could do to make this moment better, it’s that.
“You like it, Anni? It’s all yours.”
Her small, soft hands fist me, and if I could jump out of my skin, I would. I clench my jaw and fight to hold my load. Everything in me is coiled to release, so when she kisses my crown, I fist the hair at the back of my head and tug, seeking out anything to keep my mind off the gorgeous woman—my wife—with her mouth at my cock.
I can’t fight it. I lean up on my elbows to take in what’s before me. Her dark hair curtains her face as she dips to lick me like a melting ice cream cone. When she opens her mouth to take me down her throat, I growl. Her cheeks hollow and her eyes lift to mine.
“Fuuck.”
She stops and slides off my cock. “Is that good or bad?” Her voice is quiet and unsure, and it pisses me right the hell off.
“Good, baby. No. Better than good.” The muscles in my neck are tight, and I clench and unclench my jaw. “Nothing you do to me could be bad.”
“Then why do you look like you’re in pain?”
“Suck me. Please,” I grit through my teeth, teetering on the edge.
Her mouth returns, and I slide a hand along her jaw, not to guide her, but just to connect. And simply to remind myself she’s not someone to push onto my dick, thrust to the back of her throat, and make gag. She’s my Anni, and she needs to be treated with care.
“Exquisite.” It’s all I can say, because I have to focus. Focus on not coming. Focus on not choking her with my cock. Focus on not scaring her with all I want to do to her and with her.
The smile framing her lips is my undoing. Well, that and the suction and her swallowing at my tip. The rush of fire down my spine comes all too quickly.
“Sunshine?”
Her eyes tip to mine, my cock still between her full lips.
“Need you to stop.”
She does, but she doesn’t move.
“I’m going to come.” I pause because forming words while experiencing the absolute bliss of being sucked off by thisstunning woman is too much. “Don’t want to… Oh, fuck, I’m going to?—”
She opens her throat, flattens her tongue and swallows, humming.
And I explode.
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I collapse on the bed, throwing my arm over my eyes as she licks my cock, collecting every drop of cum.
“I’ve died and gone to blow job heaven.”
“I’m glad it was good for you.”
