A/n: So, um...this will be the last one for a few hours...sorry but I promised minime a trip to Chic-fil-a for chicken nuggets and playtime...I'm going to take my laptop but I don't think they have wi-fi there.

BUT, I will continue to write on Peas, for those of you reading that one...and for those that aren't shame on you...it's got a junk touching Edward;)

Tootles for now...ENJOY:)

I growled at him.

"Mine." I said before I reached down, lined up my cock and pushed her down onto me.

"Yours," she groaned at the feel of my cock inside of her.

I couldn't control the desire and ache to crawl inside of her.

My cock was swelling as she tried to move and clenched around my shaft.

I thrust up into her hard, deep, forceful, over and over. Her head lulled back against the wall.

Her eyes slits of wanton-longings as I fucked her against the wall.

"Don't cum." He said, his voice starting to piss me off, again.

"Take her to the edge, but don't let her cum. Let it build." I glanced at him over my shoulder.

Was he crazy?

I wanted to fuck my wife. And I was, against a wall.

And I was moments from cumming inside of her.

"Move her to the bed, fuck her from behind." He whispered over my shoulder.

Fuck. I wanted that. God, how I wanted that.