That’s when I give in, leaning closer, tasting her with hunger, taking my time until she’s shaking.
I suck and lick Mya’s clit, humming from pure ecstasy as I get drunk on her taste.
Every sound she makes shreds what’s left of my control. It’s chaos disguised as pleasure. Each time I touch her, I lose myself in her completely.
It’ssick.
“You’re even more irresistible as Mrs. Miller.” I ease two digits inside her pussy, pulling my mouth away to watch her come undone.
“God, Worth,” she breathes, and pride coils low in my chest, possession igniting inside me.
I meet her dazed eyes. “I’m the only man who can touch you like this. From now on, this pussy belongs tome. You aremywife. You wearmyring. You sharemyname. You sleep inmybed. And whenever you start to forget that, remember the way you feel whenImake you come.”
She lifts her chin, meeting my gaze head-on despite the tremor in her voice. “Those things might be yours now, Mr. Miller. But my heart still belongs to me.”
I don’t dignify her comment with a response—because she’s right. And I don’t want to admit that some selfish part of medoeswant to claim that too. Even though what’s left of my heart isn’t something I can give.
So instead, I let my thoughts drown in her, focusing on every breath and tremor that gives her away. I savor each reaction until her body tenses beneath my hands.
“Fuck,yes,” Mya screams as she climaxes hard on my tongue.
Making my wife come with my mouth has officially become my favourite pastime.
When Mya’s breathing steadies, I rise slowly, straightening from where I’d been kneeling. My pulse is still hammering, my skin hot. I start to undo the buttons of my shirt, one by one, until the fabric slides from my shoulders.
Mya doesn’t look away. Her eyes follow my every movement, dazed, lips parted like she’s forgotten how to breathe.
“I want to fuck you now, Mya. Will you let me?”
For the first time, I see no hesitation in her eyes. She nods slowly.
“Get on your hands and knees, Kitten.”
She obeys.
Her delectable ass is now on display for me.
“I can’t wait to make this mine, too,” I say, rubbing her ass cheek with my palm.
She squirms at the touch, but settles into it quickly, as I rub up from her entrance to the tight hole.
“But tonight, I’m going to fuck your perfect cunt, wife, and you’re going to take every single inch.”
I pull myself out of my briefs. I’m so hard, it aches. I need to feel the inside of Mya right now.
I let the tip glide over Mya’s clit, teasing her and myself as I get her ready to accept my cock. She moans and writhes.
Just as I’m about to slide in, my phone starts vibrating on the nightstand. I ignore it.
Mya wiggles her ass, begging me to get inside. “Please, Worth.”
I doubt I’ll ever get tired of hearing her plead for my cock.
“Say it again.”
With a frustrated sigh, she repeats. “Please, Worth.”
“Please what?”