Page 79 of Real Fake Husband

The corset falls open, and that’s when I break the kiss to look down.

Finally.It feels like I’ve waited an eternity for this.

She is mesmerizing.

“Fuck, baby.” To finally have her completely naked beneath me is everything I wanted it to be. Full, round breasts with goddamn perky nipples I wanted to devour, marvelous hips, flawless creamy skin. No, she is beyond mesmerizing. My hands touch her soft skin. “You’re fucking perfect.” I shake my head. “I’m determined to have you naked from now on.”

Josie moans softly, her hands immediately sliding into my hair.

With a grunt of arousal, I bend my head to take one of her pink nipples between my lips.

“Oh…,” she moans, wanting me to do it again.

It reminds me of last night when she was on the counter, holding onto me for dear life. I absolutely need a repeat before I go insane. But I’m still not rushing it this time.

I slip my hand between her legs, my taste buds already anticipating her strawberry sweetness. “You still owe me an explanation as to why you want the man you hate to play with your little cunt and make you come.”

“Hhh…” She jerks when my fingers find her heat and gasps.

“Because youdohate me, don’t you?”

“I…do,” she whispers.

“Tempt me. Lie to me and act like you don’t want me to play with your wet little cunt.”

She breathes, a smirk playing at her lips.

“Oh, bad girl. Bad, bad girl,” I growl dangerously. With ease and determination, I move down her body, loving the way my mouth glides effortlessly across her velvety skin. I’m kissing her stomach. Kissing her softly beneath her belly button, and nudging her thighs apart, I continue kissing her soft pussy lips.

When my mouth finally gets to the spot she wants me to touch the most, it’s like I’ve come home.

“You drive me crazy with your perfect little clit.”

I flick my tongue across it.

“Yes… right there…” Her head tips back. “Do that again…”

Josie is sounding more and more desperate, and it’s driving me insane. “Oh…so good.” She’s lost in pleasure, her thighs tight around my head and my name on her lips. It’s never sounded sweeter. I lose myself in her. Her touch. Her taste. Her sound. Every little thing makes me crazy. My dick is stuck between my jeans and the mattress, begging for more.

But I tell him to calm the fuck down. We’ll get there.

Her breathing changes. She’s close.

I slide two fingers inside her and hiss my approval at how wet she is. And warm. And tight. “You’re such a goddamn liar.”

“Oh, my God.”

“Come around the fingers of the man you claim to hate,” I growl.

“Oh, my God…oh, my…ohhh.” Her pussy begins to pulsate around my fingers. I feel her sex quaking, trembling and spasming uncontrollably, and then her back arches. Josie’s body rocks with pleasure, and she locks around me before collapsing in a satisfied heap.

Smiling at her, I watch the quick rise and fall of her chest, the corset crumpled underneath her and forgotten. “Atta girl.” I lick her clean and place a kiss on her clit. As I pepper kisses on my way back up, she squirms and throws the lingerie off to the side before she grabs for me.

Our lips barely connect before she’s pushing and rolling me onto my back while she perches herself on my waist. I allow it, because staring up at her is the hottest fucking image I could’ve ever asked for. Her blonde hair is loose and wild, her pupils blown wide with desire, while those perfect tits beg for my touch.

“What are you doing to me, woman?” I tease as I slide my hands up her torso to cup her breasts.

She sucks in a deep breath, her lips twitching into a smile. “I’m going to wipe that smirk off your face.”

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