I moan, and in this dream it urges her to move lower.
Wet warmth moves across my hard chest and down the middle. Her tongue? Her lips? I don’t care. My cock is so damn heavy against my belly and I can feel the front of my boxer briefs are soaked. Cum throbs from the end of it with desperate need for attention that I’ve denied him for far too long. I’ve refused to use my hand even though it’s nearly broken off in pain. But in this dream, this sweet perfect dream, she frees it.
A small soft hand wraps around my steel length that’s tight and ready. Just one firm grip and I’d spill between her fingers, but I’m not ready for the dream to end. The warmth of her mouth opens over my belly button and her tongue dips inside. I hiss between my teeth as I grip the sheets to keep me from shoving her mouth down on my cock.
“Kade,” my wife whispers, and the fog of the dream thickens.
I’ve fought off sleep and desire for more days than I can count and I won’t give up this slice of heaven. Not yet.
One of her small hands dips lower and cups me where I’m full. So fucking full. She squeezes me there and I feel the pool of cum gather on my belly as her other hand spreads it all over my shaft. My breath catches in my chest as her now slick hand glides over the swollen head, and just when I think this dream can’t get any better, her honey-soaked mouth opens around me.
I jolt awake so violently I fall off of the bed. I crawl backwards before I stand up and look down at my wife. Her face is flushed and her eyes are wide as she stares at me in shock. I’m panting and gasping for air before I glance down at my rock-hard cock pointing right at her.
“Fuck,” I curse before I shove my length into my boxer briefs and groan at the pain. “What were you doing?”
“I, um—” Her cheeks redden and she puts her hand over her mouth.
I swallow another groan as she realizes it at the same time I do and then licks her lips. I have to squeeze my eyes shut tight as I try and get myself under control.
“I’m sorry, I thought you were awake.”
When I look at her, I see she’s used the sheet to cover herself and her chin is tucked low to hide her face.
“Hey, don’t apologize.” I move to her slowly as I sit on the edge of the bed and put my arms on either side of her. “Look at me, love.”
“Do you not want me?” When she lifts her eyes to mine, I can see the tears beginning to form and it’s like a knife to my heart.
“Of course I want you.” I lean in close and place a soft kiss on her swollen lips. Lips that have wrapped around my cock. “I’m just trying to give you time.”
“I don’t need more time to know I want you.” Her hands move down my bare chest and I want to purr with need. “Don’t turn me away, Kade.”
Her desperate plea is cracking my carefully constructed control.
“Please, Kade,” she whispers, her lips touching mine. “I’m in pain.”
How could she know those words would be my undoing? Because as soon as she says it, I put her on her back and move between her legs.
“Make love to me,” she begs, wrapping her legs around my waist.
“No.” I shake my head and she whines as I bury my face in her neck. I move my lips lower and slide my hands over the swell of her breasts. “I’ll take care of you.”
Her hips rise, and I unhook her feet and kiss my way down her soft stomach. Her nightshirt has ridden up but I push it farther to reveal her panties. The white cotton is damp and I groan at the sight of it. Then the sweet scent of her pussy fills my lungs and my hands begin to shake.
“Kade, don’t make me wait.” She rolls her hips up in invitation and I have to close my eyes to get myself under control.
I shouldn't be doing this, I should stop. But she aches and I can’t let her feel this way. I might have done things I’m not proud of, but falling in love with my wife has been my calling. If I only take care of her for the rest of my life, then it will be a life well spent.
“Pull your knees up, love,” I say, tugging the white cotton panties down her legs and tossing them to the ground.
She does as I ask without hesitation, opening her body and her hidden secrets for me. I nestle into the bed and lean forward to kiss her pink, swollen lips. She’s blushing with need and wet with desire as I lick a long trail up the middle of her pussy and around her clit. Her body shivers with pleasure as she cries out and I slide two thick fingers into her. She’s so goddamn tight I have to work them slowly just to get past the first knuckle.
“More, please,” she pants as she pulls her knees farther apart. “Don’t tease me.”
Her pleading is torture because although I don’t want to rush this, I know she needs me. With one quick thrust of my fingers and a nibble against her clit, she cries out and her back arches.
“Kade!” she screams into our bedroom, and I feel the warm rush of desire coat my fingers.
I lap up her quick release but I know this one won’t be enough. She’s too tight, too tense. She needs another to calm her down so I double my efforts.
My fingers move in her
