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“Turn around.” My voice is husky against her lips.

“Wha—”

I bite her lip to stop her words and the sounds that leave her mouth have thrown me over the edge. I step back, unlock her legs, grip her hips, and flip her over on the table. I wrap her hair around my wrist once and then twice before pulling her back until my lips brush against her ear. “I said turn around.”

I’ve been dreaming about Camila’s hair decorating my wrist since the first night I saw her and I’m not letting go of it now. I fold her over the table and line myself at her entrance. Her fingers scratch into the table up by her face.

“What do you want?” I ask, sliding in only the thick head of my cock. “Do you want to go slow?” I begin inching my length into her at a torturously slow pace. Enjoying the view of stretching her as she takes every inch of me.

“More. I need more.”

My molars grind together as I let out a deep groan. My free hand tightens on her hip, and in one deep thrust, I fill her completely.

“Oh god!”

I pull out halfway before slamming back into her.“Is this what you want?” Her fingers spread across the table as her chin lifts up over her shoulder, and her watery eyes connect with mine.

“Harder.”

All the blood rushes out of my head and moves straight to my cock. I let go of her hair and my fingers dig into her sides hard enough to bruise as I lift her up onto her toes. I thrust in and out of her at a punishing pace, the sounds of my ragged breath and her cries are only muffled by the sounds of my hips slamming into her ass.

“Fuck me, you’re so tight,” I grind out through my clenched jaw.

I reach one hand around her and find her swollen clit. “Oh god, Miles. I’m close.” She jerks beneath me and she’s somehow even more wet now.

I continue pulsing my fingers over her while I lean over her and whisper in her ear. “I didn’t think anything would feel better than your pretty lips wrapped tightly around my cock, but I was wrong. This pussy was made for me.” I pull back almost completely before slamming back into her with full force. I’m buried so deep inside her that I don’t know where she begins or I end. Her body slides up the table as her feet leave the ground. “My wife takes my cock so well.”

“It’s so good, Miles,” she moans.

“That’s it, Camila, come for me.” Her pussy clenches around me, squeezing me, getting unbearably tight as she comes all over me. Every time I pull out I lose my breath when I see my cock covered in her arousal. I’m getting close to my own release when she reaches a hand between us and cups my balls, which are so tight they’re practically inside me now. But she keeps moving her fingers just past my balls and lightly strokes that sensitive spot, one light press from her middle finger has the base of my spine tingling. All of my senses are heightened tothe point where I feel my lungs expand and shrink with every labored breath I take. My cock hardens and I dig into her hips so hard as my own orgasm almost knocks me off my feet and I spill inside her.

My dick still twitching, I have to brace one hand on the table beside her to keep from falling over and crushing her with my weight. I’ve never felt an orgasm as powerful as that. I’m still trying to catch my breath and blink my vision back into place as I slowly pull out of her. She stands, turning to face me, her breathing just as erratic as mine. I kiss her once before dropping my forehead to hers. “I’m going to bring you to my shower to clean you up now, but just know, I’m not finished with you, yet.”

“I’m ready when you are.” She raises a challenging eyebrow with a full-on smirk.

I lift her up and wrap her legs around my waist, the feeling of her wet pussy against me has my dick twitching again.

“I’m going to fuck that smirk right off your face, mi esposa.” I slap her ass and she throws her head back laughing as I carry her down the hall to my bedroom.

Camila

The thudof Miles’s foot kicking his bedroom door open is loud enough to rattle me but I don’t stop kissing him. I don’t stop when we enter his room or when I feel his hand leave my ass to turn on a light somewhere. His body leans forward still not breaking our kiss and the room fills with the sounds of the running water.

Finally but very unwillingly I pull back, searching his face. His features remain hard, but his eyes are soft. I unwrap my legs and he lowers me to the ground but keeps me pulled tight to his body. The steam from the shower begins to fill the room. And a warming sensation that has little to do with the steam weaves its way through my chest. Small bursts of electricity course through me, as if my heart is telling my brain,it’s okay, we’re safe here, you can finally relax.Our bodies, completely naked and wet, are pulled flush together. The mirror fogs up behind Miles, and the shift in the mood is palpable.

My fingers brush along his hairs that have sprung free from its usual perfect placement. “Tell me something.”

His chest digs into me on a deep inhale and he doesn’t blink. “This is real for me.” His voice is soft but confident. “None of this has been fake for a long time.”

His words stop my breath, “When?”

“I think since that first night we had dinner. When you told me my facts about myself were bullshit.”

I gasp at him. “I didnotsay that! I said you didn’t get verypersonal.”

He huffs a laugh, “Fair.” He pauses and I can tell he’s putting thought into what he wants to say. “I guess I didn’t know how. I’ve never gotten really personal with anyone. But you make it easy. I want to share things with you and more than anything I want you to share things with me. It’s definitely a foreign feeling for me, but for the first time in my life, my every waking thought doesn’t revolve around work. I think things like‘Are beignets considered a pastry? Would Camila rather have a weekend getaway in the woods up in Oregon or down the coast to Catalina? Is she thinking about me as much as I’m thinking about her? How can I help her realize this art studio is hers? When can I taste her sweet pussy again?’

I’m so caught off guard by his confession but at the same time, I’m not. I’ve known there’s been something real between us for a long time now. I questioned whether it was just me while feeling deep down it wasn’t. His face searches mine looking for an answer and silently asking me if I feel the same way.