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I grip her hips, turning her back to me, and help her lower onto my thighs.

I tug her back, until she’s snug against my front, then I roll my hips.

My cock is already hard. It’s been on alert since we walked in and found her looking so sweet and fuckable.

Tilda relaxes into my body, dropping her head back against my shoulder.

She’s so warm. So fucking soft.

My hands glide from her hips, up her sides, to her breasts.

So. Fucking. Soft.

I press my mouth to the side of her exposed throat and groan.

Tilda squirms, and I pluck at her nipples through her thin shirt, tweaking the little metal bars.

“Shit,” Tilda whispers.

I smile against her skin as I tug on her nipples just a little bit harder.

This time she moans and rocks her hips in my lap.

Matilda reaches up and sinks her fingers into my hair. “Ethan?” She practically pants my name.

“Yeah, Starlight?” My lips brush her skin with every movement.

She tightens her hold on my hair. “Are you my Good Boy?”

Heat spears through my body, and my balls squeeze.

I grit my teeth. “Fuck yes, I am.”

She rolls her head to the side and looks up into my eyes.

Her knees spread, and she hooks her feet around the outside of my legs.

Opening herself to me.

“Then touch me.”

My cock pulses, and I clench my stomach muscles.

I’m not coming in my pants tonight. But I’m getting my wife off at least once before I shove inside her.

Chapter 116

Tilda

With his left hand,Ethan slowly pulls the hem of my shirt up while sliding his right hand up my thigh, higher, closer to my center.

I drag my nails over his scalp as I lower my hands.

Then I grip his forearms, wanting to feel his muscles flex and move while he touches me.

Ethan’s mouth presses against my throat, and I let my eyes close as he drags his tongue across my skin.

“So good.” I grind my ass against his erection.

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