The Wanted Short Stories (Wanted 5.5)

He angled his head and gave me a sly look. “What do you really want, Mrs. Hayes?”

“To be thoroughly fucked by my husband.”

“Your wish is my command, Princess.”

He pulled me through the door and into the room before dropping my hand. I stood there and watched my husband as he stripped out of his clothes, and my sex began to pulse. I would never get used to this incredible need to be touched by him and to feel him slowly take over my body and make it his.

He walked over to his bag and opened it. When he pulled out handcuffs, my stomach clenched, and I could feel my panties getting soaked.

“It’s playtime,” he said.

I pulled my shirt up and over my head and shimmied out of my pants. Josh walked up to me and began running his finger along the top of my breasts. I let out a small moan as he slowly licked his lips and captured my eyes with his. He reached down, and in one quick movement, he ripped off my panties as I sucked in a breath of air. I loved when he did that. It turned me on even more—if that were possible.

“Get on the bed, Heather. You know what to do, baby.”

I had never moved so fast in my life as I did when getting onto that bed. I lifted my hands above my head and smiled as Josh handcuffed them to the antique metal frame. He leaned down and began kissing along my neck from one side to the other before moving down to the edge of my bra.

“Oh God,” I whispered.

“I’m goi

ng to fuck you hard but not fast. I want to take my time enjoying you.”

My mouth dropped open, and I tried to talk, but nothing came out, except for a faint moan. My body was aching for him.

“I need to feel you inside me,” I whispered.

Josh grinned as he placed soft kisses all over my body. Each time a kiss landed on my sensitive body, I could feel the wetness growing between my legs. When his lips touched the inside of my upper thigh, I about jumped off the bed.

“Josh! Yes! Oh God, yes. Please don’t make me beg.”

He chuckled. I was too worked up to do anything but will him to move his lips to my clit. He slowly pushed his fingers inside me.

I hissed out, “Yes!”

“Heather, you’re so wet. Do you want me?”

I thrashed my head back and forth. I needed to touch him. I needed him to touch me. I needed to come.

“Fuck…Josh…please.”

“Trust me, baby. I will fuck you good and hard, but I want to play first.”

He began running his tongue up and down my inner thigh.

Jesus…

I was going to come without him even touching me where I needed him most. I could feel the build up growing stronger and stronger.

“Yes. Oh God, yes!” This one was going to be big. I jerked on the cuffs and let out a frustrated moan.

Josh slipped his fingers inside me. “Damn, I can’t wait to bury myself deep inside you.”

I pushed my hips up and whined. “Now. Josh, do it now!”

He smiled and slowly got up. He grabbed my legs and pulled me up and off the bed. My breathing began to grow faster and heavier as he inched closer. I could feel his tip teasing my entrance.

“Oh God…” I was going to come the moment he pushed into me, and I couldn’t wait.