The Hotwife's Delight (Confessions of a Hotwife Book 2) by Harley Jane Meadows

Author:Harley Jane Meadows [Meadows, Harley Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THREE

Indulgence

I put my hand on Vincent’s and squeezed. His fingers slipped into the cup of my bra, freeing my breast. He kissed my chest, my breast, my nipple. He bit down lightly on my skin, and I hissed in a breath. “Mmmmnn!”

His powerful hands lifted me up. He remained fixed to my nipple, while his hand went to my back, and unclasped my bra. He lay me back down gently, and I pulled his head to my chest, and held him there. He savored my skin, tasting me over and over. The attention was scrumptious.

His hand traveled to my stomach, light but firm. I wanted his hands everywhere. Anywhere…

Vincent complained, fixed in his corner, but I didn’t care. Let him watch. Make him watch. Vincent kissed me, he kissed me. He suckled at me, and I cried out. “Yes!”

His hand glided across my skin, down, down, to my knee. He caressed my thigh, squeezing me. Grabbing me. I moaned my agreement. Uh huh… Mmhmm…

My fingers slid down his back, and scratched back up. He took a sharp breath, and came up to look me in the eye.

He pinned me there to the bed with his strength, and I squealed. Vincent, my cuckold, never stopped struggling in his bonds.

I felt so warm… a subtle heat was growing between my hips, and I’d broken out in goosebumps. “Kiss me, Vincent,” I breathed. He complied, pressing his lips to mine. I grunted.

“Mm, no. Not there.” He smirked, and moved lower. He kissed my neck. “Mmm, no.” He teased my shoulder, my bicep with kisses. I giggled. “Mm, no! No.”

His head traveled to my chest, and licked my breasts, one then the other. He teased my nipples with his tongue, before suckling at me again. “Mmmmn. It’s heaven, but no.”

His kisses trailed further down my body. He kissed my ribs, my stomach, my hip, before grabbing the waistband of my panties in his teeth. “MMmmmnn. Getting warmer, darling…”

He slipped my panties down off my hips, down, down, off. I opened my eyes, only long enough to throw my panties at my husband, still cuffed to his chair. They hit his chest, and landed in his lap.

Vincent kissed my knee, then the other. He moved up my thigh, with his lips. I was so wet…

He took my knee in his hand, and nudged it away, exposing my sex. Oh god. Ohh…

He traced a line down my crease with the blade of his fingers, before slipping just between my folds. He teased lightly at my folds, warm and flush, coaxing at the wet and pink flesh beneath.

“Vincent!” my husband screamed. “Don’t you do it!”

“Touch me, Vincent. Touch me now, I need you,” I moaned. He slid his fingers between my lips, and found me hot, and moist. His fingers were strong, and smooth. I ached for his touch, and did not go wanting.

I took his hand in mine, and guided him up, just slightly. Yes. Oh, god, but he felt good. I wanted more. I needed more.

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