Chapter 12 #2
I relaxed on the floor, the softness of the plush carpet cradled us. Tilting my head, I enjoyed the view. Breasts out, nipples erect, and a clear sightline to her juicy cunt through the sheer panties. Pure heaven.
She swayed to the new song as she slowly ran her hands under my shirt, inching the fabric up until I obediently lifted my
arms above my head to aid in the removal of my shirt and bra. The cool air hitting my exposed flesh made me shiver. A devilish
smile cocked up one side of her mouth as she ran her stiletto nail tip around my areola. I gripped her thighs and arched my
back into her touch.
“You like that, baby?”
I nodded. “Mm-mm.”
She did it again, this time pressing slightly harder. The sharp pressure against my sensitive skin drew a moan from my lips.
She continued teasing me, tracing circles on one side, then the other. I let her have her fun, enjoying when she wanted to
top. I wiggled and moved under her touch, relishing the weight of her body on mine. And the easy nature of being with my wife.
I ran my hands up her thighs until my thumbs met. My eyes stayed locked on her as I leisurely stroked her pussy. She rocked
back and forth against my actions before she put her hands around my wrists—doing as best she could on the arm with the cast—and
lifted them above my head.
Leaning forward so that her face was directly above mine, she spoke softly. “What did I tell you?” Her hair cascaded down
around us, tickling my arms, and the lightly sweet and floral scent of her perfume teased me, making me want her even more.
I stared into her warm brown eyes, trying not to smile at her attempt to scold me. “You didn’t say I wasn’t supposed to touch.
Since when does you taking care of me mean I don’t get to also enjoy the feel of you beneath my hands? Or on my lips.” I tilted
my head up so I could lick her chin. “Or on my tongue.”
“You being greedy.”
“I’m allowed to be.”
She laughed low before flicking her tongue against my earlobe. “Is that so?”
I turned my head, placing a soft kiss on the corner of her mouth. “Yes.”
“Will you behave and let me make you feel good?” Her tits were pressed against mine, and as she ever so slightly rocked her
hips, I felt her arousal on my bare stomach. It made me want to flip her over and bury my head between her legs, but like
with breakfast and the dance, she wanted to do for me. The pillow princess treatment wasn’t something I’d been on the receiving
end of—it just wasn’t how I rolled—but I would let her have her way with me and enjoy every fucking second of it.
“I’m all yours, baby.”
Sasha’s eyes sparkled as she loomed above me with a bright smile spreading across her face. Slowly, she leaned down and kissed
me again, soft and slow. Her warm palms on my cheeks kept my head right where she wanted it and when she suckled my tongue,
I had to ball my hands into fists to keep from touching her because all I wanted to do was grab her ass and pull her down
onto me. There was too much space between us. She started inching her way down my body, flicking one nipple with her tongue,
and then the next. The scraping of her nails on my skin as she went left a trail of goose bumps. Seduction was clear on her
face as she dramatically wrapped her fingers around the waistband of my shorts. With the slight tug, I lifted my hips to aid
in their removal.
Because I wanted to watch her get to work, I propped up on my elbows. Sasha flipped her hair to the side, winked at me, then
spread my legs and got down to business. The first pass made me shiver. The second had me groaning a low “Fuck.”
The sensation of her warm breath against my clit when she blew drew a shuddered breath from me. Again, she peeked up at me, a sultry grin on her face as she licked her lips.
“Damn, baby, you are fuckin’ gorgeous.”
She blew me a kiss, then went back to giving me head so good my head lolled and I flopped back down. Sasha closed her lips
around my clit, and I squeezed my eyes shut so tight I saw stars. With the way she had me writhing, I knew I was going to
end up with carpet burn and didn’t give a damn. She worked me over with her mouth and fingers until I was sure my soul was
leaving my body.
My delightful wife did a final swipe of her tongue along my pussy, causing me to shiver. “Fuck, Sash.”
She kissed the inside of my thigh. “Oh, you think I’m done?” She wore a devilish smirk, and her face glistened with me—it
was sexy as hell. And this take-charge side of her had me even more turned on than I thought possible considering the nut
I’d just had.
My breathing was still ragged, and I could feel every beat of my heart as I struggled to prop myself up in time to see her
open the small case from earlier. We had plenty of toys, but this one was new. Astonished, and maybe a little confused, I
watch as my wife slid the light purple tongue over her own.
“Um, baby?”
She arched a brow in response while wagging a finger at me. Rising onto her knees, she leaned forward and pressed against
my shoulders to push me back. Satisfied, Sasha repositioned herself between my legs, shoving them open wider. My body still
buzzed with the energy of the orgasm she’d given me, but the added anticipation of what was to come had me nearly coming out
of my skin. Sasha pressed down on the toy in her mouth, and I held my breath.
“Fuck!” I ground out, gripping onto the pillow for dear life when the vibrating tongue made contact with my already primed cunt.
When Sasha licked up to concentrate the vibrations on my clit, I clamped my thighs against her head. The sensations were too
much. The wicked woman chuckled as she simply pried my legs open then proceeded to fuck me thoroughly with her tongue. I was
so wet for her, I could feel it dripping between my ass cheeks as she had me splayed open.
That contraption she wore had ridges and penetrated me just enough. The combination was the perfect thickness, like being
three knuckles deep. Add in the low vibration and her steady rhythmic strokes, and I was putty in her hands.
I couldn’t catch my breath. My senses were overloaded. And my wife was relentless. Sasha’s grip was tight, her nails dug into
my skin as my thighs began to shake. I was being consumed in the best way. There was no fighting it, not that I wanted to.
All thought evaporated. My back arched, and my entire body tensed as the most intense orgasm seized control.
It wasn’t until I curled into a ball that my wife finally gave me reprieve. Everything was sensitive. Even the carpet making
contact made me shudder from the stimulation.
“You good, baby?”
I could only nod. She had put it on me, I give her that. She put it on me good. As I returned to the earthly plane and had
gathered myself somewhat, I rolled onto my back. Sasha lay there waiting, clammy and damp like me, and once my limbs were
no longer jelly a shower was in order.
Sasha linked her fingers with mine, pressing closer. “I love you, Court.”
I closed my eyes and sighed softly before finding the strength to turn and place a kiss to the top of her head. “Love you
too.”