strong lines of his face reminded her a predator lurked underneath the surface. When she noticed his bare feet, and decided even the sharp lines and bones connecting his toes were sexy, she knew she’d won the husband lottery.
She padded across the room, crawled into the chair, and straddled his lap. He smiled, but he didn’t open his eyes until she pressed her lips to his.
“Hi, wife,” he said, lazily. “Feeling better.”
“Much better,” she said, smoothing her hands down his chest. “Thank you for waiting on me. I’ve been meaning to ask you,” she kissed him again, “what made you chose my letter out of all the rest you received?”
“Fate. Yours was the only response I received.”
She frowned.
“So you would have responded no matter what?”
“No. I liked your reply, and wanted to respond right away, but I thought I was rushing. When two weeks passed, and no other responses came in, I knew you were going to be the one.”
After hearing his explanation, she smiled again.
“I happened across your ad by accident, and I only responded because I liked what you wrote,” she said.
“See…fate,” he said, hooking his finger under the strap of her chemise. “Any regrets?”
“None. You?”
“Not one. Is this for me?” he asked, as he pulled the strap down to her bicep.
“Yes,” she whispered. She could barely think with his hands brushing against her skin.
“You look beautiful.”
He pulled the other strap down and closed his hands around her breasts. He gently massaged the covered flesh, and her nipples hardened from the contact. She moved her hips, and ground against his dick, desperate to ease the ache building between her legs. He abandoned her chest and slid one hand between them. He massaged her clit through her panties, and when she circled her hips against his finger, he slid the digit under the lacy hem and pushed it into her soaking wet pussy.
“You’re soaking wet, baby. Let’s move to the bed so I can take better care of you.”
She started to get out of the chair, but he stopped her and pulled her close with both hands on her ass.
“Hold on,” he said. In the next moment, he stood and started carrying her into the bedroom.
“Travis—” She began to protest, but he cut her off.
“I won’t drop you, Bree, I promise.”
He’d read her mind again, and she tightened her arms around his neck and let him carry her.
When they reached the bed, he laid her down in the center and kissed her on the lips. His tongue caressed her mouth, and her pussy tingled in anticipation of his tongue between her legs. She cradled him between her legs, but when he broke the kiss, she didn’t try to stop him from inching down her body. He kissed her breasts, stomach and mound through the lacy material, and then tore her panties off.
“Hey, those were brand new,” she protested.
“I’ll buy you another pair,” he said.
“You’d better. The back was sheer, and everything was very visible.”
“Mmm, sounds yummy,” he said.
He pushed her knees open and swirled his tongue around her channel opening, then he swiped it through her folds and licked her clit. He sucked the hard nub into his mouth and she screamed when he jabbed his tongue against it. He repeated the action several times, and pleasure spread throughout her body, causing her arms and legs to tingle as her orgasm approached. One more lick, and she’d be able to come.
She threaded her fingers through his hair and ground her pussy against his face, desperate for release. He teased her by pulling away and breaking their connection.
“Travis, please,” she begged. “I’m so close.”
He shoved two fingers into her pussy, at the same time he pressed on her clit with his thumb, and she shattered. She screamed his name as fireworks seemed to explode behind her eyelids. Intense, white hot, electricity seemed to race across her limbs and left every nerve ending tingling with pleasure.
He gently pulled his fingers
She padded across the room, crawled into the chair, and straddled his lap. He smiled, but he didn’t open his eyes until she pressed her lips to his.
“Hi, wife,” he said, lazily. “Feeling better.”
“Much better,” she said, smoothing her hands down his chest. “Thank you for waiting on me. I’ve been meaning to ask you,” she kissed him again, “what made you chose my letter out of all the rest you received?”
“Fate. Yours was the only response I received.”
She frowned.
“So you would have responded no matter what?”
“No. I liked your reply, and wanted to respond right away, but I thought I was rushing. When two weeks passed, and no other responses came in, I knew you were going to be the one.”
After hearing his explanation, she smiled again.
“I happened across your ad by accident, and I only responded because I liked what you wrote,” she said.
“See…fate,” he said, hooking his finger under the strap of her chemise. “Any regrets?”
“None. You?”
“Not one. Is this for me?” he asked, as he pulled the strap down to her bicep.
“Yes,” she whispered. She could barely think with his hands brushing against her skin.
“You look beautiful.”
He pulled the other strap down and closed his hands around her breasts. He gently massaged the covered flesh, and her nipples hardened from the contact. She moved her hips, and ground against his dick, desperate to ease the ache building between her legs. He abandoned her chest and slid one hand between them. He massaged her clit through her panties, and when she circled her hips against his finger, he slid the digit under the lacy hem and pushed it into her soaking wet pussy.
“You’re soaking wet, baby. Let’s move to the bed so I can take better care of you.”
She started to get out of the chair, but he stopped her and pulled her close with both hands on her ass.
“Hold on,” he said. In the next moment, he stood and started carrying her into the bedroom.
“Travis—” She began to protest, but he cut her off.
“I won’t drop you, Bree, I promise.”
He’d read her mind again, and she tightened her arms around his neck and let him carry her.
When they reached the bed, he laid her down in the center and kissed her on the lips. His tongue caressed her mouth, and her pussy tingled in anticipation of his tongue between her legs. She cradled him between her legs, but when he broke the kiss, she didn’t try to stop him from inching down her body. He kissed her breasts, stomach and mound through the lacy material, and then tore her panties off.
“Hey, those were brand new,” she protested.
“I’ll buy you another pair,” he said.
“You’d better. The back was sheer, and everything was very visible.”
“Mmm, sounds yummy,” he said.
He pushed her knees open and swirled his tongue around her channel opening, then he swiped it through her folds and licked her clit. He sucked the hard nub into his mouth and she screamed when he jabbed his tongue against it. He repeated the action several times, and pleasure spread throughout her body, causing her arms and legs to tingle as her orgasm approached. One more lick, and she’d be able to come.
She threaded her fingers through his hair and ground her pussy against his face, desperate for release. He teased her by pulling away and breaking their connection.
“Travis, please,” she begged. “I’m so close.”
He shoved two fingers into her pussy, at the same time he pressed on her clit with his thumb, and she shattered. She screamed his name as fireworks seemed to explode behind her eyelids. Intense, white hot, electricity seemed to race across her limbs and left every nerve ending tingling with pleasure.
He gently pulled his fingers
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