Chapter 48
Camden
Iwalk inside, drop my gear bag on the floor, and head to my bedroom.
When I see Ellie lying on my bed in that delicate white lace lingerie set I bought her, I groan.
“Holy fuck, baby.”
She’s lying back on her elbows, her knees bent and her legs spread wide, a sexy smile on her face.
“Like what you see?” she says in a sweet voice.
The lace on the bra I picked out for her is so delicate, it’s see-through. I eye her candy-pink nipples. My mouth waters. “Fucking love what I see.”
I crawl on the bed, between her open legs. I lean down and press a soft kiss to her inner thigh, moaning at how insanely soft her skin is.
When I lean up, I spot her vibrator, butt plug, and a small container of lube on the bed. She twirls a pair of fuzzy handcuffs around her index finger.
The biggest, smuggest grin splits my face.
I raise an eyebrow at her. “Oh fuck yes,” I growl.
She giggles, then nudges my shoulder with her knee. “First, you need to take a shower. You’re sweaty.”
I go up on my knees and strip off my shirt. “While I take the world’s fastest shower, I want you to warm yourself up with your vibrator.”
I reach over and grab it, then press it gently onto the clit, outside of the white lace thong she’s wearing.
Her head falls back as she moans. I pull it away and run my tongue along the crotch of her panties, groaning when I taste how wet she already is.
“Shower, Camden. Hurry,” she rasps.
She grabs the vibrator, turns it on the lowest setting, and presses it to her pussy.
I jump up and dart to the attached bathroom, flip on the water, and wash myself.
I rinse off, wrap a towel around my waist, then run out back into the bedroom.
Ellie is lying flat on the bed, back arching as she presses her vibrator to her clit. Her eyes are closed, and she’s moaning, totally lost to the pleasure.
My cock is already hard as steel, but it’s throbbing now. Every time I see her turned on, my body responds.
I climb on the bed next to her and just watch. I don’t want to interrupt her when she’s in the moment, enjoying herself.
I glance around at my bedroom—our bedroom.
I smile when I see all her things in the room.
Her clothes hanging in the walk-in closet.
The white decorative pillows from her bed.
Her favorite plushy blanket draped at the foot of the bed.
The tall snake plant in the corner that she brought from her place.
The full-length mirror with a rose-gold border set against the wall that she ordered from her favorite furniture store.
The framed photo of us at our wedding on the nightstand.
My heart swells in my chest. The room feels so much cozier—so much more complete with her in it.
After a few seconds, she smiles and opens her eyes. Her gaze is half-lidded. She’s drunk with arousal.
“It’s about time you joined me,” she murmurs. “I’ve already come twice without you.”
I kiss her neck, relishing the way she whimpers and shivers. “Naughty girl. I told you only to warm yourself up. Not to have an orgasm. You didn’t listen to me. You know what that means, don’t you?”
I take the vibrator out of her hand. Her smile drops, and she whines. There’s a desperate flash in her eyes though. I can tell she likes this.
I lean down and kiss the hinge of her jaw. “I have to punish you now.”
I feel her smile against my cheek. “Please…” she whimpers.
“Because you were naughty, you won’t be getting my cock.”
She makes another desperate whiny noise that has my cock aching.
“But don’t worry. I’ve got other plans for your pretty mouth and your perfect pussy. And that sweet ass of yours.”
I palm her ass cheek, and she whimpers.
I lean up and grip her chin in my hand, turning her face to me.
“I’m gonna get you warmed up for that butt plug,” I growl.
I slide down on the bed and gently push her so she’s lying on her stomach. I position myself so I’m facing her ass. For a second, I just take in the gorgeous image: her cute cheeks swallowing up that white lace thong.
I press a soft kiss to her ass cheek, then the other.
“I’m gonna eat your sweet ass, and then I’m gonna slide in your butt plug,” I say against her soft skin. “That okay with you, baby?”
“God, yes,” she whines.
I dust a few more kisses over her plump cheeks, then spread them apart. I push aside her thong and zero in on her cute little asshole. My mouth waters.
I bury my face in her ass and gently lap my tongue against her. She gasps, and I feel her tighten at first, but after a few seconds, she starts to relax.
Her quick breaths turn to moans. I close my eyes, savoring this moment. I’m burying my face in my wife’s gorgeous ass. Fuck, I’m a lucky bastard.
“Camden, that feels so good,” she says, breathless.
I swirl my tongue harder over her cute little pucker. After a minute, she starts to relax even more.
When she starts to open up, I glide my tongue in.
“Oh…” she murmurs.
“That’s my Ellie girl. You’re doing so well.” I give her a few more teasing licks before I reach for the lube and the plug.
I squirt lube onto my fingers, then gently spread it over her asshole. Then I gently press the plug against her.
I lean up and kiss her lower back. “Do me a favor, baby? Take a nice, long, deep breath for me.”
She does what I say.
I kiss her back again. “That’s my good girl. Get nice and relaxed for me.”
The plug slides in without me having to push hard at all. A second later, it’s all the way in with just the notch sticking out.
I run my tongue over her ass cheek, then give her a soft bite. She whimpers.
“You took that so well, baby. What a good girl you are.”
When I prop myself up to look at her, her eyes are big, and she’s biting her lip.
“How do you feel?” I ask.
“Very full. But good.”
I grin and peel off the see-through white lace bra she’s wearing. When her tits spill out, my mouth is on them. I suck and tease her mouth-watering nipples. She moans and pulls my hair the entire time.
I pull back and grab the handcuffs. “You wanna use these?”
She bites her bottom lip and nods.
“Put your wrists together,” I growl.
She fights a smile as I cuff her.
“Put your hands above your head, baby.”
She reaches up and rests her arms on the pillows above us. When I grab the vibrator and lie on my stomach between her spread legs, she whimpers.
I trail kisses along the inside of her thighs. “You said you gave yourself two orgasms with your vibrator while I was in the shower?”
“Yes,” she rasps.
I flip on the vibrator to the highest setting and press it to her pussy. “I can do better than that.”
I flick my tongue over her swollen clit, smiling when she comes seconds later.