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CONNOR

I slide the tip between her lips. “See, baby.”

She glares but closes her lips around me, sucking on the tip. Anger and desire flicker in her blown pupils as she takes me deeper.

Her hand wraps around the base, stroking me as she pulls back.

“My jaw hurts," she mutters. "You’re too big."

“Nah. We just need to stretch your mouth like we did your pussy."

“Connor.” She squeezes my dick harder, trying to punish me.

I groan. "Oh, baby. I like it when you hurt me."

She scoffs, but there’s a glimmer in her eyes. "You would."

She resumes, shoving me between her lips. My head falls back as a moan slips from my lips.

When I tilt my head down to watch her, my heart stutters. She watches me like she owns me. Then she takes me deeper, the tip of my dick hitting the back of her throat.

“Fuck, yes, baby." I buck gently, letting her take control.

She moans around me, her tongue flicking and teasing as she grows bolder, hand pumping what she can’t fit in her mouth.

My breaths grow ragged.

My wife gives amazing head.

I reach down, threading my fingers through her hair. "So fucking good," I whisper. "But if you keep that up, I’m gonna come in your mouth."

She pulls back slowly, deliberately licking the tip before releasing me with a soft pop. Her lips are swollen, her eyes smug.

“Ride me," I growl.

Her brow arches, but I see the flicker of heat in her eyes.

I lay on the bed beside her. She doesn’t argue, just moves to straddle me.

Lining me up with her soaked entrance, she sinks down slowly, gasping as I fill her.

No condom.

No hesitation.

And I don’t say a damn word.

If it were anyone else, I’d never take the risk.

But this is Allie.

She’s everything.

“Fuck, yes," I hiss, gripping her hips.

She starts slow, getting used to the stretch. Her hands brace on my chest as she rocks her hips.

She speeds up, then rolls her hips in a circle after sinking as low as she can go. "Oh my God… what is that?"

I smirk. "Found a spot you like, sweetheart?"

Her eyes widen. "Fuuuck. Right there."

She slams her hips down on me, her tits bouncing with every movement.

“Fuck, yeah, baby. Use my cock."

That spurs her on.

She rides me harder, chasing her own release, moaning like she doesn’t care who hears.

My hands dig into her waist. I can’t take my eyes off her—wild and gorgeous and completely undone on top of me.

“Jesus, Connor. I’m in love with your cock."

My grin is instant. It’s not an “I love you,” but I’ll take it.

She moves faster, her body flushed and gleaming with sweat.

“Come inside me," she pants. "I want to feel it."

She definitely knows we aren’t using condoms.

I grunt, thrusting up to meet her. "Fuck. You sure?"

“Yes. I want it."

I lose it, my resistance crumbling.

I can’t be gentle. Not with the way my blood thrashes in my ears. My pulse pounds against my neck.

I roll us over, pinning her beneath me.

I pound into her, relentless and raw, her legs wrapping around my waist.

“You were made for me," I groan.

Her orgasm hits hard.

She clenches around me, her pussy squeezing me like a vice.

I follow with a growl, coming so hard I see stars.

Our bodies lock together. She clings to me.

I collapse on top of her, our chests heaving, hearts racing.

I kiss her temple. "Round two?" I murmur.

She blinks. "W-what?"

“Just give me a minute."

“You’re insane."

I grin against her throat. "Insatiable. Only for you, wife."

She gasps as I start to move again.

“You’re not getting any sleep tonight, Allie."

Thunder rumbles outside.

She jumps, nails digging into my back.

“Eyes on me, baby," I whisper, thrusting slow and deep. "Let me make you forget everything."

* * *

The next morning, sunlight filters through the window.

Allie lies tangled in the sheets, dazed and breathless. She hasn’t moved since her last orgasm.

I lean in, my lips grazing her ear. "Told you I’d make you forget."

She whimpers.

I laugh darkly.

She’s completely, utterly fucked.

And she knows it.