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.
