Page 3 of With You

“If I told him that, he would spank me,” Meadow said, breathlessly.

I smirked. “You going to take over that role and spank me instead, baby?”

Her eyes darkened, her cheeks reddening. “Not here but that sounds like a delicious plan. Maybe this weekend.”

My body vibrated at the thought of her truly dominating me.

In the beginning, I submitted to her while she submitted to Sunny. But it had never amounted to anything more than just a few demands from her. When really, I wanted it all. Every dominant inch of her.

“Shade, the way you’re looking at me right now...”

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I lifted her and rose to my full height. Placing her on the counter, I kissed her softly on the mouth. “Lean back, Meadow.” I placed a hand against her chest, gently pushing her back. “Show me this pretty pussy.”

She chewed her bottom lip. “We’re doing this here? In a bathroom?”

I chuckled, nipping her bottom lip. “I need your taste on my tongue. It’s been way too fucking long. I’m desperate for my wife.”

Her eyes welled.

“Hey.” I grabbed her hands, placing soft pecks on her fingers. “We’ve been busy. Life has been fucking busy. I want this weekend for us. Like you said. Even if we just stay in, I want you.”

She nodded quickly.

“Now let me eat my wife.”

Meadow leaned forward, her full tits mere inches from my face. “Or else what, Baby Boy?”

A shiver raced down my spine. I missed this. Playing, teasing, just being ourselves. Not parents. Just us. Husband and wife. Shade and Meadow.

In a quick move, I hooked my fingers into her tank top and pulled her closer.

A soft laugh escaped her. “Something you want?”

“Fuck, yes.” I lowered the tank top, revealed her beige bra, and sunk my teeth into the full mound of her breast.

She moaned, pushing her chest into my face.

Cupping her tits, I nipped her flesh, marking her, claiming her. It would remind her that she belonged to me and I belonged to her.

“Shade,” she whispered.

I nipped her again, licking the spot soon after. Leaning back, I admired my handywork. Her chest was red from my teeth.

“Please,” she panted.

Shoving her back, I hooked my arms under her legs and brought her ass to the edge of the counter. “You better hold on.”

Before she could ask why, I had her skirt to her hips and my face between her legs.

A deep moan left her.

Breathing against her panties, I sucked and pulled. Even though the fabric covered her core, I could smell her. It didn’t matter that there was a barrier between us. She was wet.

“Baby.”

I met her gaze.

Her eyes were dark, filled with lust, and begging for me to take it further.

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