Page 134 of Mountain Grump

I freaking came because of that thing rubbing against me.

But…

I lick my lips.

The outline of it in his black boxer briefs…

I think I won the husband jackpot.

He kicks his jeans and boots off. Then he moves like he’s going to get on the bed with me.

I make a sound of disagreement and point. “Off.”

He pauses.

I shift up onto my elbows. “Be a Good Boy and take the rest of your clothes off. Show me what’s mine.”

He stares down at me and drags his tongue across his bottom lip, like he might defy me.

But then he hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his boxer briefs and drags them down.

And down.

And…

I sit all the way up.

Is that a piercing?

On top of the base of his dick is a barbell.

I was already turned on.

But that…

Wetness floods my core.

The piercing is in just the right spot. So when he’s inside me… when he gets that thing all the way inside me, the smooth metal will be right where I need it.

I reach for him.

He takes a step back.

I whimper.

He shoves his last piece of clothing all the way off.

And I whimper again.

Because it’s so pretty.

His dick is just so damn pretty.

“You can touch me anytime you want, Wife. But right now.” He grips his length. And even in his large hand, it still looks big. “Right now, I need to show you how perfect you are. Let me do that.”

Perfect.

He keeps using that word.