“Make some space here,” he says and raises my left leg. He arranges his growing cock next to my pussy and returns my leg to its earlier position.
“That feels good,” I say.
“And this?” Brad says and makes soft thrusts. His cock rubs my clit lightly, evoking a wave of desire.
“Better,” I say.
His hand strays to my nipples and idly tweaks them. I play with the hairs on his chest and run my hand over his nipples. Brad inhales sharply. My eyes widen. I hadn’t realized how sensitive his nipples are. I prove my point when they harden as I continue playing with them.
I nibble his neck and the sensitive area behind his ear.
“What are you doing?” Brad says in an affected voice. “I’m not complaining, though, on the contrary.”
“Exploring,” I tell him with a laugh. “I want to know what makes my man moan.” I love saying that. My man. It doesn’t matter that it’s not a permanent arrangement. Right now, he’s my man.
“Fuck,” Brad says. “Anywhere you touch, kiss or lick makes me moan but fuck…that goes straight to my cock.”
I chuckle softly and nibble on his ear again. Emboldened, I push him to lie on his back and climb on top of him. I kiss everywhere but his mouth, planting soft kisses and nibbling on his skin. He smells so good. A manly scent.
He lays flat as I explore his whole body. His stomach is pure muscle as are his thighs. He parts his legs, and I get in between them to continue my exploration. In the semi-darkness, I can see his cock, hard and erect jutting out of his body.
I plant kisses on his inner thighs, and he lets out deep moans and cups my head. He tries to guide my head to his cock, but I’m having none of that. My aim is to find all his sensitive spots.
To appease him, I grip his cock with my right hand and pump it while I lick the rest of him.
Chapter 27
Brad
I can’t keep a grin off my face during baseball practice. It’s a good thing that my players are five-year-olds and can’t tell when their coach is distracted. My glance keeps straying to Mila in the stands, one gorgeous leg crossed over the other. Her face is barely visible as she has a hat on, and large sunglasses cover her eyes. My gaze is hungry as I take in her bare thighs. She’s wearing shorts, and on the way to practice, it had taken every ounce of my self-control to keep my hands to myself. We really are on a honeymoon of sorts. All I want is to hold my wife and to hear her scream my name.
“Coach?” a small voice says, and I reluctantly bring my attention back to practice.
“That was pure torture,” I confide in Mila afterward as we head for the car.
“What was?” she asks innocently.
I grin. “You knew when you wore those shorts that fucking you was all I was going to think about.”
Mila glances around us. “Shhh someone might hear you.”
I laugh at her embarrassment. There’s no one to hear me. Isaac is way in front, and all the other kids have been picked up. To make Mila even more uncomfortable, I reach out and pinch her ass.
“Stop it,” she says, but her voice is laughing.
“How about a shower when we get home?” I ask her.
“I’d like that,” Mila says.
“It’s a deal.” I’ve become like a horny teenager. All I can think of is sex with my wife.
She is right. It does feel like we’re on a honeymoon. As soon as we get home, I help Isaac with his shower and then make sure that he’ll be busy for the next half an hour. The sound of the shower running hits me when I enter our bedroom.
I quickly strip off and enter the bathroom. The steam is everywhere, and I can barely make out Mila’s naked form in the shower cubicle. Her soft laughter surrounds me.
“Where are you?” Before I finish the sentence, Mila comes into my arms, and I wrap my hands around her wet form.
We stand in the shower, kissing. She tastes of cleanliness and sweetness. I nibble her lower lip and bite it softly. My hard erect cock pushes into her stomach. My hands drop, and I cup her beautiful curvy ass cheeks. After I’ve had my fill of her ass, I raise my hands to her big tits to cup them. I palm her nipples, which are already hard pebbles. Mila is the most responsive woman I have ever met. I like to think that she only responds so eagerly to my touch and no one else.
I break the kiss and bend my head to suck her nipples. I flick them with my tongue and shower tender kisses on them. Mila moans softly and arches her chest.