Laces and Lace
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God, he had missed her.
Pulling back, she grinned down at him as she cupped his cheeks. “Hello, husband.”
His eyes closed as he leaned his head against hers, taking in the same breath she took. “What a hello, wife,” he muttered, his lips meeting hers again.
She smiled against his lips before pulling back, a sneaky little look on her gorgeous face. Her face was red from the cold, her eyes bright, and she looked utterly breathtaking. “This isn’t even half of the hello you are going to get once we are home,” she said with a wink.
Grinning, he kissed her before throwing her over his shoulder. She cried out, but he ignored her, picking his bags up and nodding toward his boss, who was watching with a knowing grin on her face.
Yup, he was about to ravish his wife.
And he wasn’t sure he was going to make it home to do it.
He threw her and his bags in the car, and she giggled as he shut the door and ran around the car. Getting in, he shut the door before reaching over to bring her to him, crashing his mouth to hers. Moving his tongue with hers, his cock straining against the zipper of his jeans, he almost came off the seat when her hand cupped him..
Yeah, he wasn’t going to make it home.
Tearing his mouth from hers, he turned the car on and said, “Take your pants off.”
“What?” she laughed, obviously not getting that he wasn’t kidding.
“Take your fucking pants off, Lacey,” he demanded, and he could feel her gaze on him. But as he pulled out of the spot, he watched out of the corner of his eye as she slowly slid the cotton pants down her legs. “Panties too.”
“Karson! In the car?” she yelled, but he could hear the lust in her voice. This turned her on.
“Yes, now,” he commanded, and as he pulled onto the main road, his hot little wife slid down her black lace thong and held it up to him.
“Done.”
“Good girl,” he said roughly before sliding his hands between her legs. She opened her legs as far as she could, giving him access to her hot pussy, and when his fingers slid between her wet nether lips, both of them moaned in satisfaction. “Lacey, I’m going to find a spot, and I’m going to fuck you so hard in this car,” he muttered, sucking in a deep breath as his finger found her taut nub. “I’m going make you scream so loud.”
“Oh God,” she cried out, arching into his hands. His heart was hammering in his chest, his cock so hard it hurt, and he couldn’t see straight. He needed to pull over. He needed to find somewhere to fuck his hot little wife and he needed that now. Swirling his finger around her clit, he searched his brain for a spot to take her. Their house was thirty minutes away, but there was a park by his old apartment. One he ran at on Sundays and usually no one was there.
Winner, winner, chicken dinner.
Whipping the car to the left, he took the road that went past his apartment. He could go there, but he didn’t have a key on him. It was back at the house. As he pleased his wife, her moans filling the car and making it so hot he couldn’t breathe, he sped down the road and then took a hard right onto the street that led to the running park. He hoped there wasn’t anyone there, but just to be sure they weren’t seen, he went to a spot that was covered by high bushes. Parking behind the shrubs, he put the car in park with his other hand before turning it off. Dropping the seat back, he withdrew his hand and then lay back against the seat, his eyes locked on Lacey’s.
“Come here,” he directed and her brows came up.
“Come where?”
“On my face,” he said to her perplexed look. “Now.”
She smirked as she got up on her knees, her sexy ass wiggling as she crawled on top of him. “I like this demanding stuff. Superhot.”
“Oh, you just wait,” he muttered, taking her by the back of her thighs and lifting her up to his mouth. As he brought her pussy down onto his mouth, her knees came to the sides of his head against the head rest. He heard her head hit the roof of the car, but soon his mouth was going to work on her and he assumed she didn’t care. When he flicked his tongue against her hard clit, she cried out, rocking against his mouth as he devoured her. Sliding his hands up the back of her thighs, he massaged her ass cheeks as he continued to feast on her wet pussy.
He had missed the taste of her, the feel of her, and he was going to get his fill. Spreading her ass cheeks, he sucked her clit into his mouth, biting and flicking his tongue against it as she screamed out, his name falling from her lips. When his fingers teased her asshole, she arched into his mouth and then shattered.
Jerking against him, she cried, “Oh fuck me, Karson!”
“That’s my plan,” he said roughly against her wet hot center as his hands left her ass for his jeans. While he unbuttoned them, she sat up, looking down at him with a spent look on her beautiful face. Her body was red, her legs shaking, but he was in no way done with her. Releasing his hard cock, he lifted her up like she weighed nothing and then slowly lowered her onto him. As he disappeared inside of her, he held in his groans, his whole body going tight as her hot pussy surrounded his throbbing cock. His fingers bit into her ass as she slowly lifted and lowered herself onto him.
He met her mouth to his and their mouths moved together as she slowly rode him into oblivion. Without breaking their kiss, he lifted her shirt and cupped her breast, squeezing it as his body went blazing hot. There was no way he was going to last in her burning hot pussy. He was going to come like a sixteen-year-old, and he couldn’t even be embarrassed by it.
Pulling back, she grinned down at him as she cupped his cheeks. “Hello, husband.”
His eyes closed as he leaned his head against hers, taking in the same breath she took. “What a hello, wife,” he muttered, his lips meeting hers again.
She smiled against his lips before pulling back, a sneaky little look on her gorgeous face. Her face was red from the cold, her eyes bright, and she looked utterly breathtaking. “This isn’t even half of the hello you are going to get once we are home,” she said with a wink.
Grinning, he kissed her before throwing her over his shoulder. She cried out, but he ignored her, picking his bags up and nodding toward his boss, who was watching with a knowing grin on her face.
Yup, he was about to ravish his wife.
And he wasn’t sure he was going to make it home to do it.
He threw her and his bags in the car, and she giggled as he shut the door and ran around the car. Getting in, he shut the door before reaching over to bring her to him, crashing his mouth to hers. Moving his tongue with hers, his cock straining against the zipper of his jeans, he almost came off the seat when her hand cupped him..
Yeah, he wasn’t going to make it home.
Tearing his mouth from hers, he turned the car on and said, “Take your pants off.”
“What?” she laughed, obviously not getting that he wasn’t kidding.
“Take your fucking pants off, Lacey,” he demanded, and he could feel her gaze on him. But as he pulled out of the spot, he watched out of the corner of his eye as she slowly slid the cotton pants down her legs. “Panties too.”
“Karson! In the car?” she yelled, but he could hear the lust in her voice. This turned her on.
“Yes, now,” he commanded, and as he pulled onto the main road, his hot little wife slid down her black lace thong and held it up to him.
“Done.”
“Good girl,” he said roughly before sliding his hands between her legs. She opened her legs as far as she could, giving him access to her hot pussy, and when his fingers slid between her wet nether lips, both of them moaned in satisfaction. “Lacey, I’m going to find a spot, and I’m going to fuck you so hard in this car,” he muttered, sucking in a deep breath as his finger found her taut nub. “I’m going make you scream so loud.”
“Oh God,” she cried out, arching into his hands. His heart was hammering in his chest, his cock so hard it hurt, and he couldn’t see straight. He needed to pull over. He needed to find somewhere to fuck his hot little wife and he needed that now. Swirling his finger around her clit, he searched his brain for a spot to take her. Their house was thirty minutes away, but there was a park by his old apartment. One he ran at on Sundays and usually no one was there.
Winner, winner, chicken dinner.
Whipping the car to the left, he took the road that went past his apartment. He could go there, but he didn’t have a key on him. It was back at the house. As he pleased his wife, her moans filling the car and making it so hot he couldn’t breathe, he sped down the road and then took a hard right onto the street that led to the running park. He hoped there wasn’t anyone there, but just to be sure they weren’t seen, he went to a spot that was covered by high bushes. Parking behind the shrubs, he put the car in park with his other hand before turning it off. Dropping the seat back, he withdrew his hand and then lay back against the seat, his eyes locked on Lacey’s.
“Come here,” he directed and her brows came up.
“Come where?”
“On my face,” he said to her perplexed look. “Now.”
She smirked as she got up on her knees, her sexy ass wiggling as she crawled on top of him. “I like this demanding stuff. Superhot.”
“Oh, you just wait,” he muttered, taking her by the back of her thighs and lifting her up to his mouth. As he brought her pussy down onto his mouth, her knees came to the sides of his head against the head rest. He heard her head hit the roof of the car, but soon his mouth was going to work on her and he assumed she didn’t care. When he flicked his tongue against her hard clit, she cried out, rocking against his mouth as he devoured her. Sliding his hands up the back of her thighs, he massaged her ass cheeks as he continued to feast on her wet pussy.
He had missed the taste of her, the feel of her, and he was going to get his fill. Spreading her ass cheeks, he sucked her clit into his mouth, biting and flicking his tongue against it as she screamed out, his name falling from her lips. When his fingers teased her asshole, she arched into his mouth and then shattered.
Jerking against him, she cried, “Oh fuck me, Karson!”
“That’s my plan,” he said roughly against her wet hot center as his hands left her ass for his jeans. While he unbuttoned them, she sat up, looking down at him with a spent look on her beautiful face. Her body was red, her legs shaking, but he was in no way done with her. Releasing his hard cock, he lifted her up like she weighed nothing and then slowly lowered her onto him. As he disappeared inside of her, he held in his groans, his whole body going tight as her hot pussy surrounded his throbbing cock. His fingers bit into her ass as she slowly lifted and lowered herself onto him.
He met her mouth to his and their mouths moved together as she slowly rode him into oblivion. Without breaking their kiss, he lifted her shirt and cupped her breast, squeezing it as his body went blazing hot. There was no way he was going to last in her burning hot pussy. He was going to come like a sixteen-year-old, and he couldn’t even be embarrassed by it.
