With every swipe of his tongue and stroke of those blunt, rough fingers—pushing inside me, stretching me, fucking me—my body heats and shakes. I claw at him. At the sheets. At anything I can reach as my muscles pull taunt and my orgasm sits at the very edge of my vision, teasing me.
His rough hands slide under my hips and grip my ass, changing our angle.
Pulling me flush against his mouth, he growls against my sex, and the intensity of the vibrations sends me spinning. “Ohmygod, Easton.”
My hips lift, and my body throbs like one big heartbeat threatening to tear me apart.
The pressure builds higher and higher until it’s too much.
Too much and not enough at the same time.
My nails score his skin as I moan and gasp and beg him to let me come.
My skin burns as a sizzling pleasure builds to a fucking inferno.
Until it’s too much and I think I might lose my mind.
I look down at those dark-green, hooded eyes, locked on mine, and cry out again and again.
Easton drags one finger inside my pussy as another presses against the puckered skin of my ass.
And just when I think there’s no possible way I can take any more, his teeth scrape over my pulsing clit. I detonate in a violent orgasm that shakes me to my core.
EASTON
I drag my mouth along the inside of Lindy’s thigh, nowhere near done with her yet.
I’ll never be done. Never.
My fucking intoxicating wife lies motionless on the bed with a sated, sexy, sleepy smile.
Like a woman who’s just been fucked hard. But I’ve barely started.
I drag my lips over every inch of her skin and enjoy the soft sounds of Lindy’s whimpers while she basks in the happy afterglow of her orgasm. Each stroke of my tongue lingers and pulls along the defined muscles of her body. Every hard-earned dip and curve remind me what a fighter my woman is. She’s an elite athlete. So much stronger than she gets credit for.
A soft hum slips past her lips as I graze my teeth over her hips. I’ve noticed she likes when I use my teeth. I press a kiss to her delicate abs and swirl my tongue around her flawless tits—a perfect handful—before covering her body with mine.
“Easton,” she whimpers. “I think you broke me.”
With the taste of her pussy fresh on my lips, I take her mouth with mine. Dragging my teeth over her bottom lip.
She moans into my mouth, and my cock weeps in my boxers.
“You’re overdressed, hockey boy.” Her hands move to my waistband, and she shoves my shorts down over my hips. “It’s my turn to taste you, E.”
“Next time, baby. I’ve been dreaming about being inside you again since I left you in my bed yesterday, and I’m done waiting.” I strip off my boxers and take her mouth again. “You ready for me, baby?”
I fist my cock and drag it through her soaked pussy. Her heat. Fuck me, her heat is intoxicating. My head spins as all the blood in my body rushes to my dick.
Lindy brings her knees up to cradle my hips between her thighs and then tilts her pelvis. “That doesn’t sound fair to me,” she pouts.
I run my thumb along her bottom lip as my cock lies heavy between our legs, the tip teasing her hot cunt. “I fucking love you, princess,” I growl and lace my fingers with hers, holding them against the bed on either side of her face.
“Then fucking show me. Fuck me, Easton.”
Challenge accepted. Keeping her hands trapped beside her head, I tease her clit with my dick and drop my mouth down to one pale-pink nipple. Sucking the tight little peak between my lips, I groan as it grows even tighter.
Her breath hitches in her throat, and I slide through her pussy, teasing her clit. “You with me, wife?”
She whimpers, and I push in.
Just the tip, barely moving.
I pull back out. Teasing her.
Building her up slowly.
“Easton,” she cries out as her tight little pussy clenches around my cock in a fucking vice-like grip. “Oh God, E . . .”
I bring my face close to her and graze my teeth over her thrumming pulse. “I’m taking my time, princess. I want to fucking worship you.”
“Easton . . .”
The sound of my name on her pretty, swollen lips is like a drug. She’s my drug.
“Fuck, you feel so good, E.” She wraps her leg around my waist and drags her wet pussy over me. “So, so good.” Her nails dig into my shoulders as her hips slowly circle my cock.
“That’s my good girl. Take what you want.”
She buries her face in my shoulder and bites down on my neck. A loud moan echoes in the quiet room. My girl likes a little pleasure mixed with pain.