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His expression darkens. “If this was a real date, Miss Edison, I would put you over my knee and spank your bratty little ass for that.” Oh, dear sweet mother in heaven. Nathan James is the epitome of big dick energy. I flick my tongue over my ice cream. “Shame it’s not a real date then, Mr. James.”
He presses a kiss to the top of my thigh. “What are you worried about?” “I told you I haven’t showered,” I croak. He kisses my other thigh. “I prefer it that way. I want to taste how your day’s been.” Oh dear God in heaven. “What if I … smell?” He kisses me again, this time closer to my center. “You smell fucking incredible. My cock is hard just thinking about tasting you.”
Molten heat sears my core. “I need a wax.” “Your cunt is beautiful and pink and inviting. I’d put a picture of it on my desk in my office, but that would mean someone else might see it, and this …” He trails his warm tongue from my opening to my clit, and my back arches off the countertop. “Is all mine.”
I look down at the mess on my hand and wish my wife was in here with me to clean it up.
“You feel so good inside me, Nate. I …” She sucks in a ragged breath. “Nobody has ever made me feel like this.” I bite down on the soft skin of her neck. “And nobody ever will, corazón. You’re mine.” I pull her down and thrust my hips at the same time, bottoming out inside her and making her cry out a strangled moan. “I’m going to fill your greedy cunt with my cum and then I’m going to eat it out of you.”
Lying back in the tub, I pull her to straddle me again and slide my tongue into her mouth, letting her taste how good we are together.
“Men who don’t know we’re broken until someone comes along and fixes us.”
“You’re doing such a good job of playing the perfect wife, Mel, but I hope you know that I’m going to fuck you like my perfect little whore as soon as I get you alone.”
He lifts me off his lap, then uses his cloth napkin from dinner to wipe his pants and stuffs the damp material into his jacket pocket. “That’s theft.” Flashing him a mischievous grin, I grab my panties from the floor. “That is making sure nobody but me gets to touch or smell my wife’s cum.” With that, he lets out an animalistic growl.
I scoot my chair forward and dip my head between her spread thighs, running my nose over her pussy through her panties and inhaling her sweet, musky scent. “I don’t usually eat at my desk.” I look up at her and smirk. “But for you, corazón, I think I’ll make an exception.”
“I would die for you, corazón, so I’d sure as fuck kill and maim for you.”
