Page 66 of Falling for the Wife

“I need you…I need to feel you inside me. Now. Please.”

As tempting as her request was, I hoped to keep her in a lengthy state of arousal just like this, begging, desperately panting for me. Her heightened stimulation would ensure I was the only man in her thoughts. Once I was fully satisfied Rinaldi had gone from her licentious mind, I would grant her wish. Besides, it was a small sacrifice to make since my manhood had ravished on another woman’s body just hours ago. I wouldn’t disrespect Gisele in that manner even though she didn’t grant the same regard to her men.

“In due time…” Murmuring against her skin, I skimmed lower, situating my lips at her moist center. Her smooth, hairless pussy eagerly greeted me. Her hips kept undulating, impatiently anticipating my onslaught. My mouth watered at the sight of wet arousal. I deeply inhaled her sweet musk. Pressing the tip of my nose against her budding clit, I blew hot breath against her tight opening, teasing her further.

“What the hell?Touch me!Do something!” She violently thrashed, loathing my snail pacing.

Now we’re in the same insatiable frame of mind, I mused.

With the use of my tongue, I rapaciously lavished attention on her clit. Generously giving it rapid tongue lashings just enough to take the edge off, but not allowing release.

“Jared, this isn’t funny anymore.” Gisele let out an angered groan, frustration building every passing second.

It couldn’t be helped. I loudly chuckled as I snaked my way up to her lips, situating myself next to her, grinning madly as I kissed her senselessly. “You ought to learn patience.” My hand sought her wet mound. This time, my middle finger glided through her folds as I deepened my kiss. While Gisele ground her pussy against my finger, my cock unconsciously began to rub against the side of her thigh. When I slipped my middle digit into tight her hole, a satisfied moan hissed out of my wanton minx.

Blatantly opening her legs, she bit down on my lip as she pleaded for release. Since she asked so desperately, I wasn’t so cruel as to begrudge her wish.

My ring finger joined my middle one, sliding tightly into her channel. Disengaging from her lips, my mouth bit into her nipple while I curved my digits, precisely hitting the sensitized spot, savagely hammering against it while simultaneously roughly tugging and pulling at the aching rosebud.

Gisele shrieked. Her screams echoed about the cabin. Yet my relentless fingers didn’t halt. They cruelly crushed into her G-spot, never letting up until she began to thrash, uncontrollably squirting her orgasm.

As I extracted my mouth from her breast, my lodged fingers slowly slid out of her as my free hand groped her creamy mounds, gradually smoothing against her abdomen before steadfastly locking my palm on her pelvis. Firmly holding her in place, my digits resumed their ruthless assault. Her body instantaneously convulsed. Gisele came in seconds. Sliding out of her hole, I furiously slapped her abused clit. Once. Twice. Thrice. Before I roughly shoved my fingers back into place, feverishly rubbing that precise groove.

“No more,” she choked out, surrendering after the seventh back to back orgasm. Her body beaded with sweat. Gray eyes were glazed with exhaustion and arousal. The bed was beyond soaked.

Wickedly beaming, I couldn’t help granting another harsh spank on her clit, arousing a loud groan from her.

“Fuck, what are you doing to me?”

She has no idea, I mischievously thought, bringing my fingers to my mouth, tasting her sweet essence. “As much as I want you to sleep, I think it’s best you shower so I can change the sheets, or you’ll drown us with your juices.”

She half sat, barely mustering energy as she hazily smiled at me. “Shut up. Stop embarrassing me. This is all your fault.”

Caressing her cheek, I brought my lips against hers, demolishing them with gusto. “You have no idea how beautiful you look right now. I love seeing you in this state.”

Her already flushed cheeks reddened some more. But it was the truth. Never had I seen her more beautiful. Blonde hair tussled. Lips red from impassioned kisses. Face stripped of any artifice. Her body, relaxed. Unguarded. Sated.

“You’re not going to join me?” she asked, probably hoping to have another romp in the shower.

As tempting as it sounded, I needed to stay the course. “I’ll have to change the sheets and gather food for sustenance. We have a long day ahead of us.” And I planned to love every second of it.

CHAPTER24

Jared

While she showered,I went to the closet and plucked black sweatpants before carelessly pulling them on. Not bothering with another shirt, I stepped out of the bedroom in search of the stewardess.

One look at me and I could tell the blushing attendants knew what Gisele and I were up to. Her screams went on for quite some time. I could only imagine what they were thinking.

Hiding my amusement at their coy glances, I asked them to prepare us meals. But instead of delivering it into the room, I told them I’d come back for it. Had this been a different woman, I’d have no qualms, but this was Gisele. Certain measures had to be applied.

Afterwards, I retreated into the room and replaced the soiled sheets. Placing my laptop right next to hers, I intended to work while she slept right next to me. Based on her sleepy state earlier, she wouldn’t last five minutes before dozing off.

She emerged from the bathroom naked, seconds after I entered the room with a tray in hand.

My eyes devoured her beauty, entranced beyond comprehension. “Hungry?” I asked moments after I found my voice.

“Sleepy.” She timidly strode towards the bed before brazenly crawling to it, showing me her succulent cunt before sliding into the sheets, blissfully sighing. “Thanks for changing it.”

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