by Ella James
I push inside, then draw slowly back out as Cleo shrieks.
“Kell—”
I’m in again, so nice and deep, before she finishes my name. I drag back out, then bury myself.
“Fuck! Oh Kellan…Kell… Oh—”
In.
“Shit!”
Out.
“Oh God.”
In.
“Ahhhh!”
And out.
“Oh God!”
I fill her deeply, wrapping my hands around her levitating hips so I can pull her up against me, fucking her so hard and deep she starts to cry.
I look at her and see she’s wasted on this… Red-cheeked and wet-eyed, her lips parted, her eyes rolling.
I continue fucking her, taking my time now, and grab something out of the sheets. It’s a bullet—lubed. As I am fucking Cleo, I reach around and press the tip of it against her.
“OH MY GOD…” She groans as I push it inside, and then she’s going crazy. She’s trying to move, but that only makes her more off-balance, more in need of steadying hands. I wrap an arm around her hips and fuck her harder, trying to maintain control and orchestrate the perfect escape—but Cleo’s little gasps and panting, her hand around my neck, her sweet tears and warmth and scent…
She’s my wife. My love. My heart. So I can’t help myself. I let the thread of self-control snap, and I fuck her like an animal. I give her everything I’ve held onto: exhaustion, stress, unspent desire… Our life is great but it is tiring—all life is—and so I’m hungry for this. For this woman’s skin. For the way she wraps her arm around me, leans her head near mine, clamps around my cock and murmurs my name…reverently.
I’m on my knees, upright, so that my hips meet hers, with Cleo still hanging. As I fuck her, I can’t seem to keep my knees steady. I’m holding onto her, groaning as I lose myself in her sweet pussy.
Fuck, my cock is hard. I feel the pleasure building in my lower belly and my legs, the concentration of it in my balls. Oh fuck, I’m gonna blow…
I take a second to assess Cleo…the way she’s jerking in her binds, her breaths are almost sobs…
“Please!” And I can feel it in the angle of her body: the way her back is arched. I drag my cock out of her cunt, rub the base against her clit, and when I thrust back into her, she screams.
I come with her, holding onto one of her ropes as I rest my head against her breasts and let my body spasm, draining all my cares away.
“Oh God…” I hear her giggle. “Kellan…”
I lift my head, regarding her with curiosity.
Cleo grins. “You are the best husband. The very best.” She sighs, and I lower her to the bed and get her cleaned up. Afterward, she falls asleep. I call the sitter. Both the kids are fine, and so I let her sleep. I wrap myself around her, stroking her dark hair, and shut my eyes so I can count my blessings. I’m a lucky man. So many reasons…
She’s my favorite one.
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