Chapter 24
Sasha
A billow of steam circled around me when I opened the bathroom door. My wife looked sexy as ever, relaxing on our king-size
bed watching something on her phone. Today hadn’t started out the best, but for probably the first time ever, we’d managed
to have a conversation about our differing opinions that didn’t end up as an argument with Courtney ultimately walking away
when she no longer wanted to deal. Maybe there was something to being an adult, acting mature in situations, and getting my
own head out of my ass when it came to understanding the pressures and responsibilities on my wife. Responsibilities that
she said she thrived in and didn’t mind. But at the same time, I hadn’t made it any easier on her.
I’d fought her every step of the way. She’d had to choose her battles.
Denise was right, I was lucky as hell. I had a woman who I’d given every reason to walk away from me and say I wasn’t worth
the trouble, but each time she chose her battles with me, she chose me.
Courtney chose me. Us.
She laughed quietly at whatever had her attention, so much she hadn’t even noticed me.
I strolled toward the bed, untying my robe as I went.
She startled at my approach, pulling her earbuds free.
A slow smile spread across her face as she watched the satin material slip from my body and onto the floor.
She set her phone and headphones on the nightstand. “Hey.”
“Hey,” I replied as I slowly straddled her.
Court licked her lips then sank her teeth into her bottom one as her eyes roamed my body, lingering between my legs before
meeting my gaze again. I had it bad for my wife because all she did was look at me and I was wet for her.
Slowly, she ran her warm hands up my thighs until she gripped my ass. “If you were trying to get my attention, mission accomplished.”
I slipped my arms around her neck. “Do I have to be naked to get your attention?”
She shook her head. “Nah, but it don’t hurt.” A lopsided grin accompanied her statement.
“Is that so?” I whispered, running my nose along the side of her neck before planting soft kisses there.
Courtney hummed her answer as she scraped her short nails down my back. The action made me shiver. Sexually, we’d always worked,
but with everything else happening, even that had been off. The lack of anything physical between us had scared me nearly
as much as her leaving had because we’d always had the sex. We’d been close earlier today. She’d wanted me. She’d desired
me. And now I wanted nothing more than to have that connection with her again.
Cupping her cheeks, I went in for a kiss.
Her lips, her mouth—kissing Courtney always made my stomach do flips, my knees get weak and my pussy wet.
But doing it now was different, like a renewal.
The pressure of her fingers digging into my skin as our tongues took turns gliding in and out had my nipples hard, and I was sure when I moved there would be no hiding the evidence of how horny my wife made me.
Not that I wanted to hide it.
Rotating my hips, I ground against her, getting hornier the longer she worked her mouth over mine. I whined when she broke
from our kiss and her low chuckle reverberated through my body.
“You tryin’ to catch a nut?” she whispered against my ear, the warmth of her breath causing me to shiver again.
I pushed my hips forward, searching for any bit of friction I could find. “Well, you were a bit of a tease earlier.”
Courtney nipped at my neck like she’d done earlier in the day and slipped a hand between our bodies. “Is that right?” She
didn’t move it, or try to push fingers inside me; she just held it there, but it was enough. That little extra I needed to
get me there.
“Mmm-hmm,” I moaned as I humped against her. “I’m. Just. Gettin’. What. I’m. Owed,” I panted, gripping onto her shoulders
to give myself more leverage.
My release was close, it clawed under my skin. Anticipation pooled in my belly like before the big drop of a roller coaster.
I circled my hips faster as my breaths came out in quick bursts. Euphoria was within my grasp, but the nip turned into a bite,
which startled the fuck out of me.
“What the?”
My wife had me on my back with my arms pinned above my head before I could fully process. She loomed over me, a smirk on her
face and a mischievous glint in her eyes. “You still confused?”
I frowned. I was very fucking confused. “As to why my wife didn’t let me come? Confused isn’t exactly the word I’d use right now.”
Her quiet laugh only served to frustrate me more, but when she shifted and brought the hand I’d been riding to her mouth,
I had to swallow down my whimper when she licked the juices I’d left there.
“You do taste good.” She pressed her thigh against my aching cunt while running her nose along the column of my neck. Court
licked and kissed the area. Teasing me. Driving me wild with the subtle pressure of her leg in an antagonizing game of give
and take.
I planted my feet on the bed and tilted my hips to angle them better so I could have more contact on my clit. The nut she’d
denied me sat under the surface, begging for release. Every little thing about her brought me closer. The scratch of her cast
on my wrist, the warmth of her fingers as she held me down. The soft, nutty scent of her shea butter lotion, and how her breath
tickled each time it blew across my skin.
“Brings out the vampire in me,” she whispered before biting me again.
It wasn’t hard, but was still shocking . . . and maybe a little erotic as my brain scrambled and things clicked into place.
Courtney bit me again. “I wanna leave my mark all over you.”
The huskiness of her voice reverberated through every cell of my body. “Fuck!” I groaned out the word as the dam broke free.
Wetness coated my thighs, and I reveled in the pressure of Courtney’s fingers digging into my side. She held me to her, pressing
her leg against my pussy as I continued to ride her through my orgasm.
“Mm, that’s it,” Court whispered then flicked my earlobe with her tongue. “Slip-n-slidin’ all over me.”
My whole being hummed with hedonistic energy only she could inspire.
Another deep moan spilled free, and I slipped my hands under her shirt, digging my nails into her back in an attempt to stay tethered as more pleasure consumed me.
My breathing was ragged. My head swam with delight. Complete, euphoric bliss.
As the world stopped spinning, I became aware of my wife’s attention to my neck. The gentle suction. We remained close, and
I worked to get my breathing back to normal.
My sexy wife came into my field of vision wearing a satisfied smirk. “One.”
“Are you counting how many times you make me come?”
She shook her head. “How many marks I leave.”
My eyes went wide as I reached up to touch my neck. “Did you just give me a hickie?”
All she did was smile wider. I wanted to be annoyed, but it honestly turned me on more. I registered that she was still dressed
and, in that moment, a feral desire to remove all barriers between us overcame me. I needed skin-to-skin. To be exposed to
every inch of this woman who showed me so much patience and understanding. And to let her mark me however she wanted.
We made quick work of removing her pajamas, then I scrambled to lie on top of her, letting out a satisfied sigh at the full-body
contact. Lazily, I drew a circle around one of her nipples with the tip of my nail. “Do I get to leave marks too?”
“I’m pretty sure my back has a few.”
“Probably. But no one will see those.” I sucked her nipple into my mouth, delighting in the sound of her groan. I loved having
her be putty in my hands as much as I loved the way she took my body to numerous heights.
I released the one side with a wet pop and gave the other equal treatment.
Courtney grabbed my ass, squeezing and pressing me to her.
The feel of her own arousal was cool against my heated flesh.
I circled my tongue around the stiff peak one final time before releasing it.
Slowly, I sat up, straddling her to take in the sight of her body.
A beautiful, shapely form which was a result of her strict workout routine.
God, I loved this woman.
She tilted her head to the side while slowly running her hand up my inner thigh. “That pussy weeping for me, huh?”
I leaned back, resting my hands on the bed, a move that forced my legs wider. “Only ever for you,” I moaned as she ran her
thumbs along my sensitive clit.
My body was primed and still buzzing from my release, plus the natural high of being with my wife. Everything about her made
me weak. The possessiveness when she held me, the pressure when her lips were on mine, the way she could make me horny with
just a look. But mostly the way she loved and cared for me.
My eyes fluttered closed. My body was hot, and needy, and I knew it wouldn’t take me long to orgasm again. Not yet. Swallowing and pulling in a shuddered breath, I sat forward and wrapped my fingers around her wrists.
“You good, baby?”
I nodded. Keeping my gaze locked on hers, I brought her hand to my mouth and slowly sucked her thumb. The taste of myself
coupled with the low moan from my wife was an unexpected aphrodisiac. Courtney twisted her wrist then moved her thumb in and
out of my mouth, essentially finger fucking me in a whole new way. Held hostage by her intense stare, I swirled my tongue
around the digit, determined to give it the best head I could until she pulled free.
“The box,” she said, turning her head toward her nightstand.
When I leaned over her to pull it free, Courtney took the opportunity to flick her tongue against my hard nipple.
A new determination shot through me. Courtney normally controlled things, but I needed to see and hear her falling apart.
Resuming my seat on her stomach, I pulled the silicone finger vibes out of our chest of toys.
Courtney watched as I slipped them on, the sexy smirk on her face set off a new round of butterflies. Reaching behind me,