《》14. My Love
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I groaned, waking up, the smell of vanilla strong on my bed sheets and pillow but I know she didn't sleep here.
I grabbed my pillow, smelling her, imagining that she was here in my bed with me.
That thought aroused me like nothing else.
Always smelling her, holding her, freely feeling my wife the way I want to feel her, knowing she always wears her ring.
Knowing that we shared the same last name.
I palmed myself, never wanting to breathe air again if I was allowed to drown in her.
I couldn't help myself as I moved my hand under the waistband of my sweats, touching myself to the thoughts I had.
I heard myself moan but I also heard the door move.
I froze, moving the pillow off my face, seeing a half dressed Victoria standing there, leaning against my bathroom door.
"Don't let me stop you. I slept in your bed when I napped yesterday, I think you were too tired to notice when you went to bed. Keep going." She smirked, watching me.
I felt my face heat but I was so fucking hard.
"Victoria I-"
"Shh. I know I smell good, fuck yourself to it. I know I look good, look at me while you do it. I'm right here love." She said in a soft voice and I immediately pushed the pillow over my face, partially embarrassed but I was shocked at how much I loved her talking to me like that.
I began moving my hand again, inhaling but the pillow wasn't enough. Knowing she was right there was making me crazy.
I felt her hand on my head and I kept my face covered, not knowing what to do.
"Don't get all shy Reid. Come on. Or tell me to leave you alone." She hummed and I felt her hair brush my face as I moved the pillow.
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She lifted my head, pushing a pillow under.
"You're so hot." Her nails scratched up my abs and chest.
"Fuck." I cursed, unmoving.
"Talk to me." She adjusted some of my hair.
"I don't know. I've never been in this situation." I told her lowly.
She moved to my side, laying on her stomach.
"I'll help you." She smiled.
"Yeah?" I asked, a small smile forcing onto my face.
"Mmhm, move your arm." She told me and I did, my hands by my side.
She straddled me, her pussy right there, only my sweats and her underwear keeping us apart.
I felt goosebumps move down my body.
She grabbed my hands, pulling them in contact with her soft skin.
"Grab my ass, don't be shy." She faked a pout and I did, my hands moving under the hoodie and gripping the soft skin.
"I gotta be careful, I'll make you cum before I even start." She chuckled.
"You haven't started?" I gasped and she pushed her hips back and fourth.
"Nope." She hummed, a small gasp coming from her mouth.
"Fuck, you're so hard." She had her hands on my chest as she leaned down, biting my earlobe.
I was in love with this. And her and the way she made me feel.
She began grinding at a consistent pace, her mouth moving to my neck, I felt her bite and suck at my skin before she sat up, her hands firm on me for balance as she began going faster.
"Oh my god! Victoria- shit." I hissed, feeling myself tense in my core, my dick throbbing.
I moved my hands from her ass, feeling the tight muscles of her abdomen as I moved them up.
"Don't be shy. Im your wife after all." She smiled and I sat up, my arm hooking around her back, pulling her into me as I used my free hand to lift her hoodie, my mouth immediately closing around her nipple.
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She moaned, her hands weaving through my hair.
"Don't stop." She gasped and I didn't, I bit at both her breasts, letting the soft skin into my mouth, leaving hickeys on the peaks of her breasts and her throat.
"Fuck Reid, you're gonna make me cum." She hummed and I grabbed her hips, forcing her back and fourth before I shook, cumming in my sweat pants before her arms hooked around my neck.
She yelled out as she came, her body shaking on mine.
I held her through it, watching as she got off me and laid down on my bed.
I was confused as she pulled off her underwear.
"God you made me wet as fuck." She laughed, the wetness seeped through her underwear and I was aroused all over again.
She opened her legs, her soft, shiny pussy literally right there. Fresh from an orgasm. The most gorgeous thing ever. My dick really agreed.
"What?" She smiled.
"You're perfect." I whispered and she bit her lip.
"Yeah?" She tossed her underwear at me, touching herself, pushing her fingers into her pussy and I was so jealous she was able to right now.
She sat up, smirking as she pressed her fingers to my mouth, my mouth immediately opening to taste her.
It was incredible. I wondered what it would be like to be between the pillows of her thighs and have my tongue in her, tasting that first hand.
She pulled her fingers from me too quickly as she got off the bed.
"Wait, Victoria please," I looked at her and I looked at the panties I had in my hand.
"What?" She looked back at me before walking out.
"Don't go, you can't just do that and walk away." I groaned.
"I can my love, and I just did." She winked.
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