Page 113 of Nemesis
Coming down, she hovered over me, her mischievous eyes colliding with mine.
She reached back, aligning my tip against her, her wet cunt still weeping with my cum.
She hovered above my cock and I was becoming impatient. I tried lifting my hips up, but she stopped me, pushing her hand down my stomach.
“Mr. Alvarez,” she teased, nibbling my jaw, “you want your wife to ride you?”
I groaned in response, rolling my hips up into her. Her fingers trailed down my chest, and she dragged her nails lightly down my stomach, my skin coming alive under her touch.
“Please, Mrs. Alvarez. I need you,” I whimpered against her mouth.
My moan got lost in her mouth as she sank onto me slowly. I sucked on her bottom lip as I grabbed her hips, urging her on.
She removed my hands from her, plastering them next to my head as she rocked back, sheathing herself completely onto me. My head kicked back in ecstasy.
She placed one of her hands on my chest as she rocked back and forth and soon, I started thrusting my hips up, kissing her mouth hard.
We were still making out when she came harder this time, and I joined right behind her, letting out a hoarse groan as I came again. She collapsed on me, both of us breathing harder.
My arms were wrapped around her back, her breasts plastered against my sweaty chest.
“I fucking love you, Sofia Alvarez,” I murmured above her head.
“I know,” she said, chuckling.
There were many things I loved about my wife, but her laugh was definitely up there.
I lifted her head off my chest, give her a quick kiss, and smiled against her lips.
One of my palms slid down the length of her spine, ending at the small of her back. I gently pulled her up and flopped her onto her back, then headed to the bathroom, where I grabbed a small cloth and wet it with warm water.
After cleaning us both, I tucked her back under the covers, and she snuggled against me.
My lips trailed down Sofia’s spine and she let out a sleepy moan that had me sighing, a small smile tugging at my lips. I still couldn’t believe this was my life, that I got to have the love of my life tucked into my arms.
She’d turned my life from something I was living to something worth living for.
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