“Now, Mrs. Lambert. I seem to remember talk of some gooey spots that might need some attention from your husband.”
Brianna’s eyes grew dark with a sexual hunger as Markus snaked his right hand between her legs, pushing slowly upward. When he reached his intended target, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Wow, Mrs. Lambert. I do believe you have a small problem here. You seem to have sprung a leak because you’re absolutely soaking wet. If I didn’t know any better, I would say you were in need of some attention from your husband, but I don’t know how that could be possible considering I’ve serviced you twice in just the last few hours. Tell me, what exactly is it you need?”
Markus wished he had a camera so he could capture the expression on Brianna’s face as she formulated her response. He’d truly never seen her look more stunning than she did that very minute. She was a hot mess, with her dark hair tousled, her lips swollen from kisses and tear tracks still visible down her cheeks. He paused, committing the image to memory although he was sure he’d see her like this again.
“Oh Markus, please honey, I need you inside me.” She was pleading urgently now. “I need you to fuck me, right now. Take me hard and fast like you did on the stage. It felt so good and it made me know without a doubt that I belong to you. That’s what I want more than anything else. Fuck me like you own me.”
Markus’s erection was already uncomfortably rigid, and her wanton behavior was threatening to undo him. With what little shred of control he had left, he managed to lift Bri off his lap. Moving up to his knees, he maneuvered her onto her hands and knees facing the headboard.
“Reach out and hold onto the headboard rails, sweetheart. That’s it. Head down so you’re sticking that exquisite ass out for me. I’m gonna take you long and hard from behind and as I do, you’re going to feel my body slamming against your blistered butt with every thrust, reminding you that you’re mine. Mine alone to love, to fuck, discipline, protect, cherish.”
“I love you so much, Markus.” He heard her whispered reply and his own heart did a very un-Dom-like flip-flop.
Markus quickly got her positioned the way he wanted before he lined up his hard tool and shoved balls-deep into his wife’s hot, wet cunt in one powerful thrust. They both cried out at the suddenness of their coupling. Markus set a fast, hard pace while he grabbed Brianna’s hips so he could pull her back to meet his thrusts, driving as deep into her as he possibly could. In his possessiveness, he wanted to touch places inside her he’d never touched before. He was determined to reclaim her in every way.
He could hear her as she let loose a lusty ramble. “Oh fuck, yeah. This is exactly what I needed, honey. Take me hard. I’m yours. You own me.”
Markus could feel the walls of her pussy clenching his cock tightly as her first fiery orgasm rolled through. Because he’d come twice in the last few hours, he was gratefully able to hold his own release off for several long, intense minutes. He leaned over Bri’s back and alternated tweaking her clit and nipples, bringing her to two more powerful orgasms that finally pushed her to scream out to her husband.
“Please Markus, you need to come inside me now. I don’t know how much more I can take before I pass out. You feel so fucking good pounding me like this, but I need you to come. Please, shoot your cum inside me, honey.”
He didn’t need any more encouragement. His wife’s naughty rant had him shooting ropes of cum inside her. A long manly grunt escaped as he remained buried, waiting to deposit every last drop as deep as possible so she could feel his cum dripping out of her while they slept snuggled up for the rest of the night.
As soon as he could think clearly again, he maneuvered them both until they were lying down as he spooned her from behind, his cock still deep in her pussy. He knew it was just a matter of time before his dick would be soft enough to slip out of her slick folds, but he was determined to enjoy every minute until then nestled inside of his wife. They spent a few minutes in quiet reflection as the final candle flickered out, casting them into darkness. It was almost as if it knew its job was now done.
Just before he drifted off into a deep sleep, Markus heard his wife whisper. “I love you, Markus.”
“Not even close to as much as I love you, Brianna. Get some sleep now, sweetheart.” His sentence wasn’t even finished when he heard the slow, steady breathing of his already sleeping wife.
Yep. I’m the luckiest bastard on the face of the Earth. I didn’t even know I was missing anything, but now I know for a fact that I’m one of the lucky few who get to have it all in life.
Chapter Two
Lukus
“Jesus Christ, woman! You’re killing me here. Have you no shame whatsoever? Are you trying to humiliate me completely?”
Lukus was having trouble catching his breath from the workout Tiffany had just put him through for the last thirty minutes. Even though he worked out hard a couple times a week, now he found himself bent from the stitch in his ribs.
The sound of Tiffany’s victorious laughter should’ve pissed him off, but he was too fucking impressed to be mad. He finally managed to catch his breath as he stood upright to take in the sight of her a few feet away, the most beautiful smile on her sweat-covered face. Despite being too large for her, the t-shirt he loaned her was clinging to her damp curves in all the right places.
“The worst part is that you managed that without any shoes on. Barefoot. You just beat me barefoot. If the security crew finds out about this, I’ll never hear the end of it. I’m not sure what it’s gonna take, but I’ll pay any price for your silence. This has to stay our little secret or I’ll never live it down.”
Her intoxicating laughter was so feminine, reminding him she was still the same woman he’d met twelve hours before.
“I think you’re being a bit melodramatic, Lukus. Don’t you? Maybe instead of paying me off, you should let me at them, too. That should shut ‘em up.”
“Oh, hell no. No one’s going to play with you except me, you got that? I let you loose on those guys and they’ll try to move in and steal you away from me. Nope. We’re just gonna keep you my secret weapon for now. I’ll figure out exactly when the right time is to unleash you on them.”
Tiffany braved moving closer, reaching out with her index finger to touch a droplet of sweat on Lukus’s neck and then gently traced it with her finger as it rolled down his bare, muscular chest. She took a few minutes to admire his pecs and impressive six-pack.
Lukus watched her carefully as she admired his well-toned body. She must’ve realized she had zoned out in her adoration because she quickly glanced up to see if he was watching her. As their eyes met, he could see the fire burning in her gaze. He was glad their little unplanned detour hadn’t put out their flame.
The smile on her face had changed from playful to predatory. “Maybe you shouldn’t have given me the full tour after all, Lukus.”
“I deserved this. I thought you’d be impressed that my place was big enough to have a basketball court. How the hell could I possibly know you were Michael Fucking Jordan in a dress? Where the hell did you learn to play like that?”