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“You’ll only ever see me on my knees when I’m eating your pussy, wife.” I ran my tongue along her inner thigh, leaving a trail of fire in my wake before nipping her skin and decorating her with another hickey.

She exhaled a sharp breath as I continued to work her pussy, adding another finger inside of her. I couldn’t stop. I wanted to punish her for what she did to me. Wanted her to feel the fire and desire before I ripped it from her. I may have wanted to despise her but all I did was crave her.

I flicked my tongue over her clit as the sounds of her sweet moans made my cock twitch. Her body reacted to my touch instantly, no matter how much she’d deny it, I knew. I sucked on her clit as my fingers fucked her harder and deeper. “Is this what you want, wife?”

“Y-yes…” she managed to say, trying to chase her next breath. “But not with you.”

“Try that again.” I pushed another finger inside her as a whimper played on her lips. “Because your body gives you away.”

“Y-yes. I want it.” She whimpered, unable to hide it any longer.

I sucked on her clit, revelling in the taste of her, and fuck, did she taste like forbidden fruit.Only she wasn’t forbidden, she was mine.

Her pussy tightened with need as she tried to maintain her control. I flattened my tongue, slipping it up and down her clit. Every time I felt how close she was getting, I slowed my pace, dangling her over the edge.

“F-fuck.” She moaned as her hand fisted my hair.

“You’re mine, Ana.” I breathed against her pussy, the warmth of my breath sending goosebumps over her skin.

“I’ll never be yours.”

“You…” I lightly spanked her sensitive clit as she moaned in ecstasy.

“Are.”

Spank.

“Mine.”

Spank.

“Fuck, Lorenzo.” She was almost there, she was so damn close.

“If you want to come, then beg,” I growled, grazing her clit with my teeth.

“I’ll never beg you.” Her head snapped up, her eyes meeting mine as she watched me flick my tongue across her sensitive flesh. I’d never tasted something as intoxicating as her.

A sly smile spread across my lips as I slowly removed my fingers from her, her eyes widened in surprise. She knew exactly what I was doing. She didn’t want to beg, that was fine, but I wouldn't let her finish. I wouldn’t let her come.

“What are you doing?” she snapped. The look of anger and disbelief on her face was priceless.

“You should have begged.” I smirked.

“I hate you,” she sneered, sitting bolt upright in bed.

Did I want to claim her orgasm? Of course I did, but I wouldn’t until she begged me.

“Good.” I winked and left her close to the edge and alone.

The following morning,I relaxed in my office, sipping an espresso as I waited for the wrath of my wife after denying her.

“You look incredibly smug today.” Red arched his brow as I chuckled from behind my cup.

“No, not smug, just waiting and preparing myself for Ana’s arrival. She’ll have plenty to say this morning.” I placed the cup on the desk as Red sank into the chair opposite me.

“She sure had a lot to say last night when she stabbed you.” Red laughed. “Gino said he’d never seen an entry so clean.”

“She knows what she’s doing, that’s why. I underestimated her.” I tsked.