Boardroom Bride

“Fuck, Tanner!” I cry out, pulling at his hair.

He inserts a finger—or two—and hits my g-spot.

God, I forgot how good he was at this.

I missed this—him making me come. I’ve had others after him, and they’ve tried their hardest, but no one has made me come as hard as Tanner.

I’ve haven’t had anything like this…since us.

He sucks my clit, rubbing his fingers against me, and thumbs my ass.

Fuck, this is too much.

My legs tighten around his head, and my body starts to quiver.

“Come for me, angel,” he demands with his mouth full.

I clutch onto the wall behind me, and my ass lifts into his hands—and I come.

Everything in me implodes, and the world around me shatters.

My vision goes dark and my hearing mutes, all I can do is feel.

My orgasm upends me, leaving me raw and sated, while his fingers massage my clit, prolonging my earth-shattering release.

I try to slow my breathing, but once I regain some sense, he kisses me, tenderly, tasting of my sweet musk.

My body quickly reacts, and my need for him replenishes.

Our kiss heats up, and we find ourselves devouring each other—again.

He lifts me in his arms and carries me back to the bed.

Throwing me down, he hovers over me and places himself between my legs.

I instinctively wrap them around his waist, sliding his briefs down his ass with my feet, and shove his cock into me.

He grunts as my wetness envelopes him, greedily taking his twelve-inch long cock.

“Ah! Fuck!” I see stars.

It’s a bit larger than I remember, and it takes me minutes to adjust to his fullness.

Thank god for my orgasm.

“It’s been a minute since you’ve had this big cock.”

“Shut up.” I say, hitting his chest, playfully. “And fuck me.”

“Finally, something I can agree with.” He winks and roughly pounds into me.

“Fuck!”

“Be careful what you wish for, wife.”

I kiss him, wanting him to shut up.

The kiss quickly becomes rough and passionate.