Page 67 of All's Fair in Love & Chaos

When Saige comes, it’s fucking beautiful, her entire body letting go to the pleasure coursing through it. Her toes curl, her head thrown back in euphoria, a silent scream on her lips. Saige’s pussy tightens like a fucking vise around my cock, choking the shit out of me as she comes, pulling my orgasm out of me.

“Fuck, wife, look at what a mess you’re making over us. Goddamn, don’t stop, you’re making me come.”

“Fill me up, Camden, let me have it.”

“Fuck! Saige!” I come. Hard. My balls draw up close to my body, my thighs shaking as I unload inside her tight, warm center. My favorite place in the entire fucking world. Wetness drips around my dick, coating my pelvis and dripping down to the sheets as we come together, and I know exactly why. I goddamn love it.

“I lovewhen you squirt for me, love when you drench us,” I pant as my orgasm starts to ebb. Saige’s eyes glimmer with mischief, the pretty amber swirling in the center of deep, dark brown.

“Be a good boy and clean it up then,” she purrs as she lifts herself off my cock, climbing quickly up my body. Her hands grip the headboard as she sits her perfect pussy down to meet my waiting mouth. She tastes like fucking heaven. A mix ofboth of us—sweet and musky. I get lost eating her wet cunt, our arousal weeping from her slit, my tongue eagerly lapping it up. “Just like that, Cam. Fuck yes.”

Saige rides my face into an orgasm, her body collapsing forward as she heaves in breaths and regulates her heart rate. With one hand, I pull her down against my chest, wrapping my arm around her bare back.

“Goddamn, my wife knows how to fuck.” Saige giggles on top of me, lifting herself slightly so she can look at my face. “Will you uncuff me now that you’ve had your fun?”

“I don’t know, are you still going to try to punish me for being me?”

“Are you ever going to stop being so reckless?”

“I know you track me, you know I’m always careful.”

“But you’re the most precious thing in the world to me, and while I know you can keep yourself safe, it doesn’t change the fact that I feel like it’s my responsibility to help with that task.”

“You want in on it completely?”

“Yes. If it’s something you feel like you need to do. I want to be there. Even if I sit on my bike and smoke a joint. At least I’m at your back if you need me.”

“I can do that. I like the idea of you watching.”

“I bet you do.”

“I love you, Camden.”

“I love you, my queen.”