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Daddy Finn. Hot. As. Fuck. I can’t stop watching him fuss over his nephew.
“I am crazy, Stephanie. You’ve told me that for years. Turns out you’re crazy like me,”
“You really want to stay married to me?”
“Yeah, I really fucking do, Mrs. Quinn. I rather like you.”
“Love and hate can walk the same line, I suppose.” “There was never any hate, was there?”
“You drive me insane, wife. Do you honestly think I have the time or patience to entertain anyone else?”
“You’re the only woman who’s ever had her hands on me like this. The only one who’s felt me fill her and drip down her thighs. The only one who makes my heart skip a beat. And you’re about to be the only woman I’ve ever let touch me back—look me in the eyes—as we both break for each other. So no, temptress. You’re the only one who gets this side of me. Understand how rare that is.”
“I understand, sir,” I whisper. His body vibrates against mine. “Fuck, we gotta go.”
I’m selfish when it comes to you, love. Now I have you, I want to know everything there is about you.”
“That was before you got me worked up in the parking lot. Now all I can think about is you bending me over this table.” She bats her lashes at me.
“Finn—” “Wait for your food like a good girl,”
“You will finish every last bite, while I get you nice and ready for me.” The corner of her mouth lifts. “Yes, sir.”
My fingers trace her pussy, slow enough to make her tremble.
First bite, she closes her eyes, so I slip two fingers under the edge of her panties and into her.
“That’s it, love. Take another bite,” I coax, curling my fingers just right.
I’ve made a note to make sure my wife eats. Her body is perfect. But I don’t want her getting sick. I need to make sure she’s healthy. That she makes time for herself. I need to look after her.
“You look beautiful like this,” I murmur. “Trying so hard to be good for me. But, you’re being very, very naughty letting me do this in public.”
“You mean… like making love?” she asks.
“I’ve never done that either.” I blow out a breath. “You’ve never been in—?” She giggles. “My god, you can’t even say it. I’m in a loveless marriage.”
“I’d like to make love to my wife,”
glance at my glistening fingers and bring them to my mouth, licking them clean. “My dessert.” Her blush deepens. “You’re cruel,” she whispers. “Only because I want to watch you squirm until we get home. Then, Mrs. Quinn, you’ll learn what cruel really means.”
“You simply have no idea, do you?”
“There isn’t a single soul more special than yours, temptress.”
“You can trust me, Finn. I won’t hurt you. I’m yours.” He blinks at me and grins. “All mine?”
“I want you to touch me.”
want you in my mouth, Finn,” I murmur against his lips, tasting whiskey and heat. His voice drops. “Get on your knees then, wife.”
I drag my mouth back slowly, my lips slick around him, then swirl my tongue over the sensitive tip before sinking down again. His jaw flexes, eyes locked on mine, his control starting to fray. “Fuck, you’re… perfect,” he breathes.
“You know what you’re doing to me, don’t you?” His voice is strained. I nod without breaking my pace, my lips stretching around him as I take him deeper still. His hand slides to my jaw, tilting my face up even more so he can see every flicker of expression.
“Stephanie…” It’s half a warning, half a plea. I grip him tighter, work him faster, sucking him deep until his control shatters.
“Fuck,” he murmurs. “If I’d known it would feel like that with you, I’d have broken my rules years ago for you.”
“Open your mouth.” She does. My cum still coats her tongue, and my cock already aches to go again. I bend down, collect the saliva pooling in my mouth, and spit it straight into hers.
“Strip for me, baby,” I whisper against her lips.
“Are you paying me, sir? I don’t dance for free,”
“You only ever dance for me now, wife,”
You want me to push you. Keep you balanced on the edge. Pleasure and pain, life and death. You like knowing my hands can give you everything… and take it away just as fast.”
“Yes, Finn. Fuck… I want it all with you.”
“We’re making love, baby,” I tell her. “Remember that. But, after—” my mouth brushes hers, “—I can choke you, cut you, and edge you until you scream.”
“Right now though?” My grin turns wicked. “I just want my wife to soak my face before I stretch her on my cock.”
“Soak me, Stephanie. I want every drop.”
I lick my fingers clean, keeping my eyes on her the whole time. I can’t stop watching her. Studying her. Being fascinated by her. “You taste like sin,” I murmur.
“let’s watch how well my wife takes every inch of me.”
“Breathe, wife,” he murmurs, sliding deeper. The stretch is exquisite, filling me until there’s nowhere else for him to go. “Oh, fuck,” I gasp. “That’s it,” he murmurs. I cry out as he sinks deeper inside of me. “That’s all of me. Every inch.”
“You’re doing a perfect job, love. You were made for me.”
“You feel that, love? That’s me and you, there is nothing else between us.” I nod, my voice caught somewhere between a moan and a whimper. “Say it,” he orders, his thumb finding my clit. “It’s just you and me,” I breathe.
“Come with me,” he growls.
“I’m not on the pill,” I admit.
“Good. Makes the risk even greater.” He grins. “You’d want a baby with me? You’re serious?”
“You pregnant with my child would send me over the brink to insanity.” He twists his fingers inside of me, and I cry out. “And it’s now all I can think about.”
Who makes the rules? We’re married. I’m not a stranger, I am your husband. I’ve stayed and fought your every attempt to get rid of me. So yes, I am confident that I want you to have my babies.”
“More than one?” He licks his bottom lip. “You need your head checked. What have you done with Dr. Quinn?” I joke.
