The Man I Know: A Married Couple Romance by Jane Daisy

Author:Jane, Daisy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-04-11T00:00:00+00:00

I smile, and it’s the last sweet thing I do.

Moving inside, I lock the door and head straight for the stairs. The boys are fast asleep, a sound machine filling the hallway with a quiet dozing coming from Des’s room. I push open our bedroom door, the room dark, my heart thundering a mile a minute. The shower is on, the bathroom door barely cracked, but the small sliver projects a streak of light across our bed.

The pillow.

It’s turned over.

My hands are on my belt buckle in no time flat, my work boots a crooked heap in the corner after I kick them off. I know I should be more careful but as I rip open my flannel, buttons go skittering.

But that pillow is flipped, and when it’s turned over, I’m not worried about ruining my fucking workshirt. I can buy more.

I’m not careful, or intentional.

I’m not even me. And as I glance back at the pillow, shucking my jeans and boxer briefs down, I know that he’s in control. The more I let him out to play, the more I like him.

After making a quick pitstop in our closet, I kick open the bathroom door, my cock hardening at her breathy shriek when the door bashes the wall.

Yanking the curtain back, I step inside, finding her in a ball at the bottom of the shower, knees drawn to her chest, arms hugging her legs.

“Please don’t,” she whimpers against the chaos of the shower stream. My dick bobs in front of me, the veins in my shaft plump, the head a deep shade of red. Jesus, I want to fuck her so bad right now. I look down to my hand, where I’m gripping her dildo. Slamming the suction end to the wall, I step under the spray, then reach down and collect her.

Fist in her hair, I yank her up, my dick thrumming at the sight of her fiery hair made darker by the water, wrapped around my knuckles. Her hands fly up, gripping her scalp, clawing at my hold.

“Ow, ow, oww,” she whines, her voice wobbly and raspy. My dick loves wobbly and raspy.

“You’re gonna be a screamer, aren’t ya?” I ask, my own tone somewhat foreign. I sound… menacing, like an actual intruder. I look down at my hand, my wife’s head in my clutch. I don’t just sound menacing.

I drag her face to the shower wall, lining up her mouth with the cock. “Open your eyes,” I tell her, standing at her side to make sure she obeys. When she blinks them open slowly, then sees the cock, she clamps her mouth shut tightly.

I want to smirk and whisper good girl in her ear, because the more she makes me fight her for it, the better it fucking feels.

But I don’t break.

Instead, I position myself behind her, loving the way my arm looks stretched across her wet naked back. I tug hard, and she yelps, and while she does, I shove my groin to her ass, sending her forward on the cock.

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