I don’t bother replying. I focus on bringing her pleasure, in getting lost in this woman.
In her scent.
In her taste.
In her sweet moans.
I slip two fingers inside her and curve them up as I continue to lick and swirl her clit with my tongue.
She writhes beneath me.
She pulls my hair.
She calls out my name.
“I’m going to come,” she announces, and I take that as my cue to pull away. “Pike, what are you doing?” She breathes heavily, her eyes frantic. “Please, don’t. Don’t leave me like this. I’m sorry about—”
“Shhh,” I say, pulling her up to a sitting position. I flip her to her stomach, press my hand to her back, and lift her hips up until she’s angled perfectly. “Stay like this.”
She obeys.
I smooth my hand over her curved back and then over her arse cheeks. I spread them and marvel at just how sexy she is.
“Stunning,” I say, moving my fingers over her tight hole and down to her pussy. She moans loudly and lifts her butt toward me. “Patience, Coraline.”
Keeping contact with her, I smooth my hand all the way over her pussy, to her pubic bone, and to her stomach, only to slowly drag my fingers all the way back up.
“Oh my fuck,” she says, breathing heavily. “Pike, I’m throbbing so hard right now.” She gasps. “Fuck, I might cry.”
“Because you’re happy?”
“That, and because I’m so turned on.” She swallows. “It’s pulsing deep in my veins.”
I repeat the drag of my fingers; this time when I’m touching her stomach, I reach a little farther and pinch her nipple as my teeth bite into her arse.
“Ahhh,” she screams, and I feel her wetness on my arm, soaking my skin. “Again,” she huffs out.
So, once again, I repeat the route.
And again.
And again, until she’s gripping the bedding so tightly her knuckles are white. That’s when I release her.
She holds still, on all fours, heaving for air, her arousal sliding down her leg.
“Tell me, Coraline.” I position my cock behind her. Knowing she’s on birth control, I don’t bother with a condom. “Who do you belong to?”
I rub my cock over her entrance.
“Ahhh, yes, Pike,” she says, backing her arse against me, but she doesn’t answer, so I pull away.
“Answer the question. Who do you belong to?”
“You,” she says breathlessly.
I press my cock to her entrance and she moans loudly.
Teeth grinding together, I tightly ask, “And who the fuck is your husband?”
“You,” she answers.
That’s all I need. I plunge into her all at once. One giant thrust until I bottom out.
“Oh my GOD!” she yells as her back curves, angling her arse higher.
“Jesus . . . Christ,” I mutter, attempting to calm my cock as it surges against her tight walls. “Fuck, you’re so warm, so soft.” I pulse rapidly inside her. “So fucking narrow.” I groan as my pace picks up. “I can’t stop,” I say. “I need to fuck this pussy. To claim it.”
And without stopping, I grip her hips and move in and out of her rapidly, losing all control, the sound of our slapping skin setting the rhythm.
In and out.
In and out.
We moan together.
We climb together.
We desperately call each other’s names together.
“Fuck, baby. So good. So fucking good.” My balls tighten and I know it’s only seconds before I unload. “Baby, I’m right there.”
“Me too,” she says. “I want you, Pike. You’re mine.”
Hell . . .
I reach around her, massage her clit, causing her inner walls to squeeze me like a death grip as she calls out my name and comes.
My cock swells inside of her, my body stills, and I orgasm inside of my gorgeous, smart-mouthed wife until there’s nothing left inside of me.
Spent, I collapse on top of her and let out a deep breath.
“Holy. Fuck,” I say, pressing a kiss to her back. I move off her and lie on the mattress, on my back, staring at the ceiling, my wet cock still throbbing as it rests against my stomach.
Cora turns over as well, but curls against my side and gently kisses my chest.
I kiss the top of her head, and when she looks up at me, I tilt her chin up and press a kiss to her lips.
It’s a simple kiss, a kiss that isn’t supposed to turn into anything, but when she angles up and her hair dances over my chest as she climbs on top of me, the kiss deepens. Our tongues tangling, our hands grasping . . . before I know it, she’s riding me, her tits bouncing in front of my face, making me come all over again.