Nailing My Wife

“Let me show you to the room I’ve set up for you.” Mira takes us to a large room with a massive bed. “I’m sorry, Dane. I hope that she’s going to be okay. I hope you both are going to be okay. They’ll get the bastard.”

“Thanks, Mira.”

“I wish I was still on the force. If you need anything, let me know. Well, goodnight.”

As soon as Mira leaves, I look down at my wife and say, “Are you done fake sleeping?”

“How did you know?”

“I tell you all the time I notice everything about you.”

“I just don’t want to answer any questions right now.”

“That’s fine, Brenda. Everyone understands. Do you want to take a shower?”

“Yes, I could use one.” I walk to the bathroom and turn on the shower. She comes into the bathroom stripping down in front of me. I take a deep breath because, despite the trauma of today, I want to own every inch of my woman. She’s so beautiful that I can’t take my eyes away from her. She steps closer as I take a step back. “You don’t want to touch me anymore, do you?”

“What? Are you serious?” I stroked my cock over my jeans. “I want you to the point of pain, Brenda, but you’ve been through hell and back.”

“I want you to wash it away. He didn’t get to hurt me that way, but I was lucky. I need you—more than you know.” I grab the hem of my tee and whip it off my body. She grabs my belt, sliding it from the loops and throwing it on the floor. I take her hands away and hurriedly strip. My cock bob between us, leaking pre-cum from the tip. She grabs it and strokes me. I shiver, then like a teen boy, I come all over her hand. She takes her hand and sucks on her sticky fingers. Fuck, my cock isn’t going down at all. I cup her cheeks and kiss the fuck out of her. She’s about to be shown how much I need her. I carry her into the shower, grabbing the soap and mixing it in my hand. I don’t want to use the loofa because I want nothing between us. My hands on her skin is a must. My fingers massage her breasts in circles, slowly tracing until I reach her hard nipples. She moans and tosses her head back, soaking her hair in the spray. She looks so sexy as if she’s naked under a waterfall. I let the water wash away the soap from her perfect tits and work my hands lower. I’ve run out of soap, I’m nowhere near done with her body. As I drop to my knees, I take her tender breasts into my mouth, sucking hard, causing her to clench her pussy around my fingers. Pumping them up into her, I flick my tongue along her clit, she tightens her womb even more. I can’t get enough of her as her orgasm hits. She tries to pull away from the intensity, but I reach out and spank her ass, dragging her pussy back to my hungry mouth. “Don’t take my pussy away from me, Brenda. Every inch of you is mine. Don’t ever pull away from me again,” I growl against her pussy. I’m a man possessed. I need to claim her all over again.

Today I almost lost her. At first, I thought she left me, and that tore my soul apart, but then to know that she’d been taken by the devil was even worse. Now the need to never let her go is growing wild in me. I stand up, my cock is hard and painful. I pick her up and press her against the wall and thrust into her still pulsing pussy. Rutting like an animal and calling out her name. “Brenda, fucking Brenda. I love you and need you. Don’t ever leave me again.” We both come together.

Chapter 11

Brenda

It feels too good to move, but my fatigue is kicking in. I drop my head on his shoulder. “Thank you for finding me, Dane. Thank you for never giving up on me.”

“You’re my one and only, Brenda. Nothing will ever stop me from needing, wanting, and searching for you. This day began as my worst nightmare and ends with the happiest day of my life.” He helps me out of the shower and to dry off then carries me to bed. I love it. I could stay in his arms forever.

“Dane, it scares me how much I need you and how jealous I get at the office when women flirt with you.”

“Is that why you’re quitting?” he asks, rubbing my back. I sit up in the bed, and so does he.

“Yes. I can’t take it. I’m about to get arrested one day,” I admit. It’s a failing he’s just going to have to deal with.