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Slowly I stripped, studying her with my eyes as I did so.

"Do you remember the first time I fucked you on a desk?" I asked, sliding my hands over her body and nudging at her mouth with the leaking head of my cock.

She nodded, opening her mouth so I could slide in an inch.

"Then know," I groaned as my cock slid down her throat. With her head hanging over the desk, her mouth and throat were open to me, but it gave me access to her as well.

If she was going to swallow my cock, then I was going to eat her pussy until she screamed. I was only going to fuck her when she’d cum.

Not before. No matter how much she begged.

"That I’m not going to be gentle with you. I am going to fuck you—" The words died on my lips as she sucked. Her cheeks hollowing out and forcing any thoughts right out of my head.

Chuckling, I shook my head. My wife really was playing dirty tonight, but that suited me fine; I could play dirty as well.

I assaulted her pussy with my tongue. Sucking, licking, and nipping until the sound of her ever-increasing moans turned desperate.

Soon, her mouth grew slack, allowing me to plunge in and out of her throat with abandon.

"Ilya!" she screamed.

"That’s right," I slapped my fingers over her clit as hard as I could. "Fucking scream my name, Daisy. Fucking scream my name like I am your god and—"

She came in my mouth. Gushing.

I could do nothing but continue the pleasure on as she squirted for the first time since we had ever been together, and it was the single hottest thing I had ever witnessed.

Our sex life had always been good, but I had never made her lose control like that before, and it was enough to drive me wild.

Sliding my cock from her lips, I flipped her, pushing her head down so her cheek now rested against my ruined paperwork.

"I don’t want to hurt you," I whispered, coating the already soaked head of my cock in her juices. "I’m going to try and be—"

She cut me off, her ass bobbing back against me. "Hurt me, Ilya. Make it hurt just a little bit."

The head of my cock slipped inside, instantly suffocating in her wet tightness. "Fuck." Hands closing around her hips, I forced myself to sink into her slowly. Head back and eyes closed. "Fuck, how are you so tight?" Rearing backwards, I slammed back into her. All thoughts of trying to be gentle gone as I fucked my wife into submission.

Just the way she liked it.

Epilogue 6

Daisy

"You can put me down now, you know," I giggled into the crook of his throat. Ilya didn’t even slow. With my legs wrapped around him and his cock still wedged inside my dripping pussy, he walked through the house naked and totally unashamed.

I’d lost count of how many times he had made me cum. Hell, he had cum at least once, but his cock remained a solid iron bar in my channel.

"Never," he growled out, squeezing my ass hard and giving a little thrust with his hips that pushed his cock more firmly against the bundle of nerves deep inside that almost had me screaming again.

I was so damn sensitive. My whole body felt like it was a live wire; the smallest touch would send me off again.

"Unless," he took the stairs easily like I weighed nothing more than a feather, "you can’t take anymore, wife?"

He said it jokingly, but I bit down on his throat anyway, forcing a low growl out of his throat and his cock to throb inside of me.

"I can take more," I grated out, my teeth still in his skin. "I’m the one who came on to you, remember," I reminded him with a chuckle. "You were too afraid to touch me."

At the top of the stairs, he paused, finding my lips with his for a second before he continued towards the bedroom.