by Lily Harlem
“Thanks,” he said, kissing my forehead and speaking into my hair. “That was fucking awesome.”
“You don’t need to say thanks,” I said, snuggling my face into his neck and settling into my favorite spot, the gap between his head and the first angle of his shoulder that felt like it was designed just for me.
“I hadn’t planned that, when I tied you to the bed, you know.”
“Did you plan any of it?” I closed my eyes. “The shower? Leaving me dying of frustration?”
“No, I just went with what felt right.”
“And it did feel right, so clearly that approach works.” I sucked in a large breath—my heart and breathing rates were returning to normal.
Gabe tangled his legs with mine.
“So why were you so…er…talkative?” I asked. “You’re not usually so keen to know how everything feels.”
He was quiet for a moment and I didn’t think he’d answer, but then, “I don’t know, it’s just…”
“What?” Curiosity was gnawing at me but I contained it. Something told me he might clam up if he thought I was as fascinated as I was.
“It’s just I was thinking about it today, anal sex, you know.”
“As you do.” I smiled.
“Well, not usually, not at work, but I did, and then when I saw you so keen for me to bury deep all that need came back.”
“So why were you thinking about it? I’m sure it wasn’t Ethel, your secretary, that got you going.”
He chuckled. “No, definitely not.” He paused. “I don’t know really. I just was.”
“And you wondered what it felt like for me to have you in my arse?”
“Yes. It feels fucking awesome when I’m in there, so tight on my dick and on the root and so soft and warm. It’s so…”
I grinned, my cheek bunching on his neck. “Naughty, forbidden?”
“Yeah, I guess, and it makes me feel so close to you.”
I wriggled nearer. “You’re always close to me, even when we’re apart.”
“I know.”
“And did I satisfy your curiosity?” I asked. “About how it feels?”
“Yeah, well…” He tensed slightly.
I raised my head, needing to look at his face through the dim light. “Well what?”
“Yes,” he said with a downward curl of his lips that lasted a nanosecond. “You did.”
I bit my bottom lip. Not only was I a lawyer and trained to look for micro-expressions, I also knew my husband. And what I’d just seen was one of the things I loved about him. There was always more to learn and that delighted me, especially in a moment like this when I’d just seen something I hadn’t expected.
Because I hadn’t satisfied his curiosity about how it felt to be ass-fucked. Not by a long shot. How could I with just a few words? Words were inadequate for such a momentous feeling, such a grand sensation.
Gabe had just revealed a fantasy to me. Without even realizing it he’d given me a tool to tease and thrill him with, to make him come in a way he never had before.
I smiled and let out a long, slow breath as I shut my eyes. It seemed I’d be shopping between sessions tomorrow. There was something I didn’t have naturally but luckily would be able to buy.
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