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TWENTY-EIGHT

GAGE

Gage

I’m getting in the truck now to head home. I had to stay a little later than usual.

Gage

Is baby girl asleep?

Ale

It’s okay, carino. She is.

A picture comes through as I’m buckling my seatbelt. Her bare thigh with her dress pushed all the way up. I put the keys in the ignition and turn the truck on and hit the voice-to-text on the screen.

Gage

You better hide, pretty girl.

Ale

Why?

Gage

Ever play Hide and Go Get It?

Ale

No, never.

Gage

If I find you, I get to fuck you wherever you are.

Gage

Hide really good, pretty girl. I’ll be home in a few minutes.

Do I break the law speeding home to my wife, who is hiding in our house in a dress sans panties, waiting for me to fuck her?

Duh.

I’d be a fucking idiot if I didn’t.

I pull into the driveway and open the garage.

Might as well check here first. The garage is pretty organized and there aren’t very many places she could hide in here.

Still, I check, and when I am satisfied she isn’t here, I hit the button on the wall to close the door and head inside.

I head to the front, leaving my boots on but taking off my cover and dropping my keys.

Listening to the surroundings, I hear Zoe’s mobile in her nursery, and the washing machine is running, but there is no other noise.

“ Hermosa? ” Maybe she’ll make herself known if she knows I’m coming for her. “Where are you?”

My first thought is to sweep the entire ground floor, checking the living room and the kitchen first. Nothing. The family room and the backyard are clear too. That only leaves upstairs. Quietly, I ascend the stairs and open the bathroom door. Nope. “Pretty girl, I’m coming to get you.”

There’s a thud, but my heart beating wildly in my ears makes it hard to discern which room it came from. Fuck, focus, Gage. Time to turn this up a notch. “ ?Mi linda esposa está lista para que le llene el cono ? ? ” A muffled whimper comes from my right and I know she’s in the gear room.

“ Chica traviesa. Escondida en una habitación llena de cuerdas y otras cosas que podría usar contigo. ”

Knowing me speaking Spanish to her turns her on, fueling me to learn to perfect the amount I already spoke.

And thank God for Morales being willing to converse with me so I can make sure I don’t sound like a moron while I do it.

Seriously, the guy deserves a fucking award.

I couldn’t ask for a better friend. “Ale?” I push the door open and listen.

“I can sense you, baby. Come out and I’ll go easy on you.” She snorts and I know she’s hiding under the desk in the corner. Game on.

Walking over to the desk, I move the chair back and unbuckle my trousers and pull my underwear down enough to fist my already hard cock. “First, I’m gonna fuck that bratty mouth of yours, Hermosa . Then I’m gonna bend you over this desk and fuck you so hard you beg me to let you come.”

I reach under the desk with my free hand and grab her by her throat and gently guide her out. “Caught you, pretty girl. Now stay on your knees and come here so I can fuck this sassy mouth of yours.”

“Anything you want, Carino . I’m yours.” Ale scoots out from under the desk, kneeling in front of me, opening her mouth. “Use me, Gage.”

With my hand around her throat, I squeeze just hard enough to elicit a moan, and the vibration spreads over my palm. Fuck. My tip leaks precum and I fight the urge to pick her up and just slam my cock inside her.

Do I fuck her mouth or her pretty little cunt?

Decisions, decisions.

“Pause.”

“Why? What’s wrong, Gage?” She stares at me, a little confused.

“Have you been throwing up today? I don’t want to aggravate anything or make your throat worse if you throw up.” I caress her face and lean in to kiss her. “Be honest. I’m fully content with just fucking your pussy.”

“I couldn’t keep lunch down today, so it might be best to skip it.” Ale looks a little guilty and I’ll have absolutely none of that.

“Good girl,” I reach down and grasp her arms to help her up. “Good girls get rewarded, Ale.”

I push the shit that clutters the top of the desk to the side and lift her on top of it.

I lift the latch and raise the desk up a little higher.

God, I am so glad I invested in one of those standing desks.

Dropping to my knees in front of her, I adjust it to where it is the perfect height for me to eat her out.

“Spread your legs, pretty girl . Let your husband show you what being a good girl gets you.”

“ Joder. Por favor, te necesito adentro de mí, Carino. ”

My wife has resorted to begging, in Spanish, and fuck, how do I say no to her?

I don’t.

“Okay, baby. If you need me to stop, just say red.” Ale nods and I flip her onto her stomach, her ass and hips hanging off the edge of the desk. “Promise me you’ll say it if you need me to.” I drag my fingers down her soaking wet entrance and gently tease my fingers inside.

“Yes, fuck. I promise.” Ale arches her back into me. “Gage, please. ”

I remove my fingers, the head of my cock right there, and I still.

Lifting the back of her dress and watching as I slowly sink inside of her.

Memorizing the way her breath hitches as it goes deeper.

“You’re so perfect, baby. Every inch of you.

” I look up and in front of us is a two-panel, floor-length mirror.

Ale stares at me as I grip two handfuls of her ass and drive inside her.

My hips bounce off her as I pull back and thrust again and again. My gaze stays on her in the mirror, putting to memory the way her lips part and the sound of her moans as I go faster or slow down. It only takes me a moment to realize what I’m doing subconsciously.

I’m trying to remember everything about her, the way I make her feel, and the way she feels around me.

Alejandra and I don’t have years of memories to hold me together when I’m over there.

No, we have a short amount of time and these amazing moments of passion.

And I need as many of them as I can get to keep me sane.

“Gage?” Her voice pulls me from my spiraling thought and I look down at her. “Come back to me.”

“I don’t make promises like that, remember?”

She turns on her side and grabs ahold of my blouse's collar and pulls me to her mouth. “Lie to me.”

“ Nunca .” I thrust, and her tongue caresses mine and I lift her right leg out to the side and pick up the pace. With every thrust, she tries to keep me inside her. “ Me encanta la forma en la que tu cuerpo lo pide. ”

“Gage, porfa … oh my… fuck ,” I grip the edge of the desk with one hand and wrap my hand around her throat and bend to kiss her. “I’m going to come. Don’t stop.”

Ale’s pussy tightens around me, gripping my cock like a vice and I look back up at the mirror and it’s the look of absolute pleasure on her face as she comes, the tears glistening in her eyes as I pound into her, that has me coming so hard I see spots.

I release her throat and she cries out. “That’s my perfect little slut.

” I smack her ass and pull out and I watch her cunt tighten at the loss of me.

Desperately trying to keep my cum from spilling out.

“ Fuuuuck, Ale.” I pull out my phone and hit record. “The way your pussy tries to keep in every single drop of my cum is so fucking hot. That’s it, pretty girl, keep your husband’s cum inside you.”

“Take me to bed, Carino .” She begs, and I turn my phone off and pull my pants up, leaving them unbuckled.

“Are you tired, baby?” Ale mumbles what I assume is a yes.

“We need you to eat something first.” I bend down and gently pick her up and carry her across the hall to our bedroom.

Setting her on the bed, I cross over to the bathroom and turn on the big garden tub, the one I’ve never used, and draw a nice hot bath.

I come back out and find her staring at me.

“I’m going to grab you a snack and some water. Then we’re getting in the tub.”

“Together?” She asks, propping herself up on her elbow.

“Yeah, Hermosa . Together.” I pull my blouse off and chuck it at the hamper, then move to sit on the edge of the bed, unlacing my boots and tossing them aside.

“Let me take care of you while I can.” I take off my socks and my trousers, balling them up before shooting them towards the hamper. Missing completely.

“Well, there’s a reason you didn’t play basketball professionally.” Ale giggles and pokes at me with her bare foot.

“Not even close to the same thing, pretty girl. But I didn’t play when I was in school.” I grab her ankle and drag her towards me.

“Let me guess. You played American football?” She squeals when I pounce on her, kissing her neck.

“Baseball and Cross Country.” My fingers trail down, unbuttoning her dress.

“Cross Country?” She groans as I bury my face between her bare tits, kissing down her sternum.

“Distance running.” I need to stop before I try to fuck her again.

I get up and cross the room to the bathroom to turn the tub off. “It sucks, but it prepared me for the Corps. We run at least three to five miles every morning.” I head towards the bedroom door and pause. “Do you want anything specific?”

“Surprise me.”

“You got it, baby. Get naked and in the tub. I’ll be right back.

” I turn the corner and head downstairs.

Hustling to grab some waters, the container of cut up fruit and just in case she doesn’t want something healthy, a pint of caramel swirl ice cream.

I grab a spoon and jog back up the stairs with my arms full.

“Okay,” I say as I turn into the room, looking at the stuff in my arms, and walk straight to the open bathroom door. “I’ve got water, fruit and Ice cre—” I lose all train of thought when I look down at her naked in the tub.

You would think seeing my naked wife wouldn’t make me stop dead like a teenage boy seeing tits for the first time. But nope, I will forever be in awe of this woman’s body. She could tell me to get on my knees and worship at her feet, and I totally would.

I fear that it’s only going to get worse once she starts showing too.

“Ice cream,” she holds out her hand. I put everything else on the vanity and take the lid off and shove the spoon in it.

“Here you go, Hermosa .” I smirk. “Save me some.”

I take my boxer briefs off and walk naked to the linen closet and grab two towels and a washcloth.

Ale moves forward in the tub, making room for me behind her.

Sitting down, I hiss as my ass hits the boiling hot water.

“Fuck, that’s hot. How the hell do you just boil yourself in here like a lobster? ”

“It’s relaxing. Here,” Ale holds out a spoonful of ice cream to me. “Ice cream helps.”

My lips close around the spoon, and I groan. It’s been forever since I’ve had ice cream and she is totally right.

It helps.

I pull her back into my chest and wrap my arms around her.

“We’re going to get through this, Ale. I know you’re scared and I’ll be honest. I’m scared too.

” I can feel her body tremble and I know she’s fighting back the tears or they are really quiet as they fall.

“I love you and Zoe, and,” my hand cradles her mound.

“Our baby. I will do everything I can to make sure I come home to you guys.”

I want to make her the promise.

God, do I want to.