“Oh I can think of a few things. Just so you know, all of those things involve you being naked.” Jeff pulled Ashley closer, claiming her mouth with his, kissing her softly at first. His fingertips gently caressed her neck as he added a bit more heat to the kiss before pulling back.
The kiss left her body burning for more and hyper aware of the need for her husband. “Oh really?” She joked, trying to keep the desperation out of her voice. “And I’m supposing you’re going to tell me what your masterful ideas are?” She couldn’t help but tease. Teasing used to be a game the two of them liked to play but had little time for in the recent months.
Giving her a firm pat to her ass, his eyes hooded over ever so slightly. “Of course I am, wife.”
Ashley knew that look. It was the look he liked to give just before he pounced on her. Not that she would mind a good pouncing right about now…she just wanted to play a little hard to get. Make him work for it a bit.
Just as Jeff reached to pull her closer, Ashley sprang from the couch, making a run for the stairs. “You want it, baby, come and get it.” She took off at full speed, knowing Jeff would be right behind her.
Knowing he loved a good chase, Ashley willingly became his prey. Jeff caught up with her just as she reached the bedroom. With a quick step, he lunged for her. A surprised yelp flew from her mouth, followed by his laughter as they tumbled to the bed.
“Gotcha.”
He wasted no time in pinning her beneath him. Parting her legs, he pressed his hardness against her soft center, letting her know exactly what he wanted.
Like she hadn’t already guessed. Not that she would begrudge him of his own teasing. She loved the heat that traveled through her veins, the anticipation of what was to come. She rocked back and forth beneath him, continuing to torment, wrapping her legs tight around his back, drawing him closer. Her mind was on fast forward, she didn’t want to tease anymore. Ashley could have kicked herself for starting that game because all she wanted was him buried deep inside of her. Desire drove her need to skip foreplay and jump right to the ecstasy portion of the evening. As in…ASAFP.
“Mmmm. I love being caught by my big strong husband.” With steady fingers and her mind on the prize, she reached for his belt. She needed to touch him, to feel him. Skin to skin contact was a necessity. Barely brushing the tip of his erection with her fingers, he sucked in a deep breath.
“Slow down a bit, baby, we have all evening and all night.”
She wiggled beneath him once more, trying to break his resistance. “Jeff, I need you. Now. I don’t want to tease or be teased. I’ve changed my mind.” Her throaty lust filled pleas did nothing to budge his seemingly unending supply of willpower.
“Soon.” Slowly, methodically, Jeff worked each of the buttons open on her shirt. His knuckles swept against her overheated skin, sending a gasp from her lips. His hips shifted automatically, grinding his hardness against her, applying just the right amount of pressure.
Ashley bucked beneath him, desperate to have her way. His reply to her meager show of force was a toe curling, demanding kiss. The kind of kiss that could instigate an orgasm of its own. Sadly for her, the kiss was cut short, leaving her breathless, her body aching for more. Just as abruptly, Jeff slid off of her and stood beside the bed. She frowned at the immediate loss of contact. Although she didn’t exactly mind the show he put on when he stood before her, removing his clothing one scrap at a time. Each move on his part was calculated, purposeful, deliberate. She wiped at her mouth, worried that drool would form if she stared any longer. Oh fuck me now before I die from need.
Jeff was hot and Ashley knew it, it was as simple as that. There was no denying the love she had for each toned tanned muscle that covered his hard lean body. At one point she wondered if it would be too weird to name her favorite muscles. Would writing a poem to each be creepy or cute? She still needed to find the answers to those lingering questions.
Jeff stood before her in all of his masculine glory. His swollen erection jutted proudly from his body, claiming her attention. With his hand outstretched he offered, “Shower with me?”
Decisions, decisions, Ashley thought. Who was she kidding? “Of course!” She sprang from the bed, excited at the prospect of getting wet and wild with her very own hottie. As soon as her feet hit the floor, Jeff scooped her up and made his way to the shower like a man with a mission. When they reached their destination, he quickly set her down. Ashley adjusted the water temperature while Jeff teased her relentlessly. Sweet promises were whispered into her ear as his fingers caressed every inch of her body.
They stepped into the shower and Ashley moaned as the warm water cascaded down her back. “God, that feels amazing.”
“Yes, it does.” Jeff grabbed a bottle of her body wash and lathered up his hands. “Turn around.”
She swiftly complied with his request, sighing when she was rewarded with his strong hands closing over her shoulders. Jeff took his time washing her back, shoulders, and each of her legs before spinning her around and starting on her chest. He took extra time on each of her ample breasts, teasing both of her hardened buds before moving on. When that task was complete, he lathered up her hair, gently massaging her into submission.
Ashley’s body felt like Jell-O. Jeff’s expert fingers managed to relax every inch of her body in what seemed like record time. The heavy weight of the stress she had been carrying was washed down the drain in an instant. Another soft moan escaped when he lightly caressed her silken folds.
“Ash, that’s it, baby. Relax and let me take care of you for a while.”
Ashley leaned closer to her husband, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her need to cling tighter with each delectable stroke against her bundle of nerves. She cried out in bliss as he pushed her body to the breaking point, her first climax nearly blinding her with pleasure. When her senses started to return, she reached for his length. Wrapping her fingers tightly around him, she squeezed, loving the groan that burst from his mouth.
“I want you inside of me, now.” Her lips pressed against his in an effort to seal the demand.
Jeff reached over and turned the water off before leading her out of the shower. He gently towel dried her body before resuming the teasing. His lips danced across her neck and shoulder, making her body shiver with each sensual kiss. Ashley begged for more when his teeth scraped against her sensitive flesh.
“Jeff, please. Enough teasing.” Although he had already pushed her to one climax, her body hummed with awareness. Surely she would implode if he didn’t give her what she wanted, needed…craved.
“Have a little patience, Ash. Soon, I promise,” he whispered into her ear, nipping at her tender little lobe.
Ashley knew there was more than one way to grab the proverbial bull by the horns in an effort to get what she wanted. She dropped to her knees, giving Jeff little time to react before her lips closed over his erect cock. Her lips slid all the way down to the base before licking her way back to the tip. Her hand wrapped around his tightened sac, squeezing gently as her head bobbed up and down in a rhythmic motion.
“God, Ash. You’re going to drive me fucking nuts!” His fingers tunneled through her hair, slightly tugging as she worked him in and out of her mouth, just the way he liked it.
Ashley halted her movements long enough to answer. “That’s the plan.” When she resumed, she sucked him harder, faster, before slowing to a more leisurely pace. Two can play this game, she thought, running her tongue up and down his shaft, taking only the tip into her mouth then releasing it again.
The game continued until Jeff could take no more and that was exactly what Ashley had counted on. He swiftly plucked her from her knees, pressing her against the door.
“Wrap your legs around me. Now.”
She didn’t have to be told twice. Her legs twisted tightly around his waist as he lifted her to the perfect position. Ashley shivered as she felt his cock pressing for entrance. Passions running high, their mouths crashed together as
his cock slid home. With her back pressed firmly against the wall, she held on tight as his hips circled, grinding deeper into her.
“Yes!” Ashley cried out as the feeling of fullness swept over her.
“Is that what you wanted, baby?” Jeff continued with the slow torment, taking his good ole time with each long slow thrust.
“More. I need more, Jeff. You know how I like to be fucked. Please.” Ashley wanted no-holds-barred, ass slapping, hair pulling, hardcore fucking with her husband and she wanted it now. She wanted she knew she was going to feel it the next day kinda sex, where every single movement of her body would create a mini flashback of how good she had been fucked the night before. Her body craved it. Jeff had her addicted to it. Her mouth watered at the very idea.
“Like this?” He teased her again. This time pulling all the way out before slamming back into her, making her cry out.
“Yes. Oh yes!”
Just when Ashley thought Jeff was going to give her what she wanted, he slowed to a snail’s pace, keeping her orgasm just out of reach. Her nails scorched his scalp, shoulders, and back as she dug in, pleading for mercy.
“Ohh, I can’t take it. Please, Jeff!”
His only response was to take advantage of her already desperate state. Closing his mouth over hers, their tongues danced together as the languid thrusts continued. Each designed for the maximum amount of slow, sensuous pleasure. Ashley wanted a short sweet race to the finish line that would surely leave them panting and covered in sweat, but Jeff refused to give in, no matter how much she begged.
“Hold on tight. We’re going for a little stroll.”
The announcement was the only warning she had before they started their trek to the bed. With steady movements he positioned himself balls deep inside of her. Ashley grunted in delight with each step. The sweet fullness nearly proved to be her undoing as the sensations swept through her body, sending her to the brink.
Far too soon for her own liking, they reached their destination. With little grace Jeff plopped her onto the bed, effectively halting her climaxing in one swift motion.
“No! I was so close!” Ashley verbalized her complaint.
“Hush.” The one tiny word was Jeff’s only response as he buried his face between her legs. His tongue sweeping over her most sensitive parts. Her back arched off the bed as her legs wrapped around his shoulders. Ashley’s fingers dug into the blankets on either side of her, grasping, hoping to find some small amount of sanity. Unable to form a single word or thought, a slew of moans and grunts flew from her mouth.
Jeff chuckled against her leg before giving her what she needed, sending her flying high. He held her tight as her body shook from the ferocity of her climax. His tongue swiped back and forth as he pumped his fingers in and out of her at a furious pace.
Ashley barely had time to register the intensity of the earthquake that wracked her body before Jeff was on her. There was no chance for recovery from the mind-blowing orgasm before he was deep inside of her, fueling the constant fire that consumed her. This time there was no teasing, no slow, sensuous movements. His cock pounded into her, making her cry out in bliss, sending her body racing for the finish line for the third time.
“You like that, baby? Is this what you wanted?” He didn’t miss a beat as he growled the words into her ear.
Her only reply was a resounding, “YES!” She panted, trying to catch her breath but he wouldn’t relent. Then again, she really didn’t want him to. His control was absolute and she loved every second of it. She was lost to the euphoric burn coursing through her veins like a drug. Just when Ashley prepared for her body to come apart at the seams, Jeff slowed his sweet assault. His arms slid under her back, grasping her shoulders, holding her tight. Every inch of their bodies connected, pressed firmly against one another. Jeff moved slowly, rocking back and forth. Ashley’s hips meeting his every thrust.
“You feel so good, so tight. I love being buried deep inside of you.” Jeff pulled out to the tip before slamming his cock to the hilt once more. Ashley’s moans of approval filled the air. She gasped again when Jeff quickly rolled onto his back, positioning her above him. Not wanting to miss a beat, her body sprang into motion. Setting a hurried pace, Ashley moved with abandon, pushing herself up and down Jeff’s shaft.
She didn’t slow her pace, even as he grasped her hips, trying desperately to slow her down. “It’s my turn now, baby. You lay back and relax.”
Within minutes Ashley had Jeff teetering on the edge, his control quickly slipping. She watched as his jaw tightened, his breaths short and quick. The sight of him on the brink sent her flying with abandon as her climax crested. Her inner walls clenched as he pulled her against him, his hips lifting up off of the bed as his seed shot deep inside of her. His lips warm and moist on hers. His teeth scraping over her bottom lip, tugging it gently into his mouth.
Still shaking from the intensity of her latest climax, Ashley collapsed beside her husband. Jeff held her tight, kissing her back and neck softly. His hands caressing every inch of her delectable body, stirring the passion in him yet again. A sigh escaped her as she felt him pressing for entrance once again. This time she was more than content with the leisurely yet steady movements, knowing it would be the best night they had in a long time. Hoping with their new found resolve there would be many more to come.
Life for Ashley and Jeff wasn’t all peaches and cream from that moment on. They did, however, learn to work together, always keeping each other’s opinions and concerns in the back of their mind. Arguments between them were now few and far between, each choosing carefully which battles were worth the fight. In a natural progression to their commitment, they learned the complex art of compromise. Ashley breathed easier, the stress she carried daily no longer ruled her heart or her life. She no longer questioned her marriage or her commitment to her husband.
Like any normal couple, they had their ups and downs and sure, Jeff’s kids kept them on their toes, tossing plenty of attitude their way. But hey, kids will be kids, right? Some days were crazy, some were calm. They rolled with the punches, knowing they always had support in one another.
And that was a lesson they learned together. They knew they could get through the good, the bad, and the ugly because there would be plenty of each, it was a guarantee of life. Their marriage was a delicate balance of trust, respect, love, and commitment that created a rock solid foundation for the life they built together.
Éveiller Drive - Part VI
Valerie & Greg
Valerie met Greg at the front door. He barely had time to kick the door shut as she led him in by his tie. As usual, she looked incredible and very edible, his favorite combination. One glimpse of her barely-there, fuck-me outfit was all it took. He was on her in an instant, caressing her body as his mouth devoured hers. His kiss was tender, yet hot, filled with a flame that scorched her every nerve. Breathing heavily, they pawed at each other in a race to reach skin on skin. Piles of clothing quickly accumulated on the floor beside them.
“Are you wet for me?” Greg slid his fingers over her silken folds, confirming his suspicion.
“Yes. I need you. Now!”
Valerie let out a gasp of surprise when Greg scooped her up, setting her on the edge of the dining room table. The cold wood against her bare ass momentarily stunning her into silence. He pushed her legs apart, rubbing the tip of his cock against her opening. The slow repetitive action mesmerized both parties. Their eyes focused on his movements.
“This is incredibly hot, honey. I’ve been thinking about doing this all morning. I’m surprised I got any work done today.” Greg glanced up to meet Valerie’s gaze before slamming deep inside of her in record time. He groaned in ecstasy as her inner muscles clenched his shaft, squeezing him tight.
“Oh God. Yes!” Valerie purred.
This was right where Greg wanted to be. His five minute drive home for lunch had been filled with anticipation of watching his wife climax. The second his alarm announced the
twelve o’clock hour, his cock was hard and ready for her. I feel like one of Pavlov’s fucking dogs.
Sure, he could take his time screwing his hotter than hell wife all afternoon if he wanted. He owned the company. He signed the paychecks. He employed smart people. No one would say a word. But he didn’t want others thinking badly of him. The one thing he abhorred more than anything was office gossip. His employees knew he went home every day at noon for lunch and returned promptly at one. What he did with his wife behind closed doors was his business, not office gossip. Details of his afternoon romps didn’t need to become the latest water cooler fodder.
He wouldn’t have made the money he did if he didn’t run a tight ship. Besides, he’d take his time later, just like always.
Greg loved the daily lunchtime quickies he and Val enjoyed. Oh yeah, she was his drug of choice and he was addicted. Ahhhh the benefits of living close to the office, he thought as he lifted Valerie’s ankles around his neck. The erotic vision before him cranked up his desire tenfold, quickening his pace.
Grunts and groans of pleasure poured from Valerie’s lips as Greg took her hard and fast on the dining room table. He watched as her head thrashed back and forth, her generous breasts bouncing with each thrust.
“Well now, what do we have here?”
Greg’s head whipped around in response to the familiar voice as Valerie scrambled for cover. Trying in earnest to cover herself with the only thing she could find, tiny cloth placemats. They did nothing to hide the fact that Greg had been pounding the hell out of her moments ago on the mother freaking table.
“Gary, what the hell are you doing here?” Greg was not happy with the sudden and unwelcome appearance of his brother.
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