Page 54 of Sam to the Rescue
She does the same and naked, turns on her side “One thing still bothers me. The day I went to visit him, I distinctly heard him make a call after I left. Someonepaidhim to take us down and that person is still out there.”
Sighing, I kiss the tip of her nose.She has a right to know the truth.“I had a long talk with the perps. It won’t happen again and they are very, very sorry.”
“Wait. Who?” She sits up, the sheets slide down, and her beautiful boobs bounce.
My cock takes note. Knowing my answer may ruin the moment, I take a nipple between my teeth and pull, then say, “Vincent and your father.”
She moans, enjoying what I’m doing. A few moments later, she pushes my shoulders back, her brown eyes widen, and her jaw drops. “Did I hear you right?”
“Sorry, sugar. They want you out of the PI business and figured if my sanity took a leave of absence, you’d need to close down our business. But things got out of hand. They had no idea Riley was a loose cannon.” I tap her mouth closed so it won’t catch the flies that entered during the party.
“More like a loose screw. Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” When her long lashes lift and her breath warms my face, my willy thickens, ready for action.
“I wasn’t sure until your dad’s cops let Riley go with a warning. So, Slate, me, and the guys got together and confronted your uncle and your dad.”
“Oh my God. I could’ve died.” She plops back on the pillow and I scoot beside her, holding her to my chest.
“The accident was all Riley’s idea. They never wanted you hurt.”
“I don’t believe this.” She’s distraught and although I don’t blame her, some good did come of it.
A lock of hair drops into her eye, I slip it behind an ear, and slide my fingers to the back of head. “They love you and, to be honest, it did make me talk to Blake.”
“So, you’re not angry at them for trying to drive you nuts?”
“Why? They’ve been doing it since we met. Besides, they’re family. Y’all come as a package deal.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“How about we have talk-about-this-tomorrow-sex?” My mouth devours hers until we’re both breathless.
“Mmm.” She squirms and slides under me as I roll on top, straddling my knees on either side of her thighs.
Resting on my elbows I feather kisses from her neck to her breasts. There, I pause to tease her nipples to taut points before continuing past her navel and below.
At her promised land, desire drips from her swollen labia. I taste her sweetness. Her back arches and my palms slide under her butt cheeks. While I squeeze and suck, she blossoms, candy for the tip of my tongue.
“Ah, ah…” Her body rigid, she holds her breath, on the verge of coming.
Hell, there ain’t nothing more arousing than watching my wife fall to pieces under my mouth. Keeping her high, I play more around the place she needs me most, to increase her pleasure.
Then, with the slightest pressure on the center, she comes, biting the sheets to stop the scream. At her exotic shudders and musky scent, my need becomes urgent. I scramble to place myself at her entrance and dive in until our cores meet.
My base connects with her sensitive spot and she bucks. Blood rushes from my brain cells and nature takes over. She meets my thrust, urging me on, her short nails digging into my back. I abandon gentleness. The last few days have tapped into my domineering side.
Grinding into her, I pull one hand, then another, over her head, wrapping her fingers around the rungs in the headboard.
“Don’t move.” I lick her lids until she opens her eyes.
As they widen, no doubt surprised at my intensity, I slowly restart our dance, bringing her higher than before.
“Suds.” She bites her lower lip as I dive deep and roll onto her mound.
Her sweet prick presses against my base, her knees squeeze my thighs, and her inner muscles clench.
“Babe.” My pretense of being in control fades.
Together, we crash into one another, speeding to our finish line and when I come, she falls into the abyss with me.
Stars, fucking unicorns, and sweet, sweet bliss overwhelm me as I collapse onto her and roll onto my back.
“Holy shit. That was amazing.” Her cheek on my shoulder, her limbs tangled in mine, we fall back to the earth.
She falls asleep with me inside her while I think back on our last mission. If she hadn’t found the chemicals, thousands would have died. Her father and her uncle were wrong to try to close us down.
They are right about one thing. My wife’s a danger magnet and perhaps, God made her that way to help combat all the bad shit in the world. Following my line of reckoning, He gave her to me to protect and gave us to each other for sweet, sweet lovin’.
With those thoughts in mind, I sleep soundly in His good graces, my subconscious at peace, at least for now.
The End