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    Fearless

    She smirked as she slowly lowered her body on top of mine. She settled nicely between my legs. Our bare chests met, and we both let out a loud gasp. A gasp of relief as we both feared for the other feeling disconnect after surgery. A gasp solidifying what we’ve always said, and known, our intimacy cannot be unhinged. She caressed each arm as she gently slid them over my head, intertwining our hands. My wife wants me, bad. Her confidence is now obviously overflowing.

    I closed my eyes as I felt her lay soft kisses on my neck, inching her lips towards the back of my ear. I heard myself whimper, begging for more. She moved to the other side, echoing her movements. I tried to get my hand from under hers but her grasp became stronger.

    ”Let’s play a game,” she muttered. ”You can’t touch me until I’m done with you, if you do, I stop and clothes come back on.”

    ”But Stef…” I whined

    ”No my love, please, let me…”

    Her look said she needed this, I know she needed this. To take control, not of me, but herself. She’s lost herself after all that’s happened, this is her, finding herself back. Finding us. And really, why argue?

    ”You always win, don’t you?” I giggled

    ”Just look at it this way Lena, it’s really a win-win situation.”

    And with that, she licked her way down and aggressively took my breast into her mouth, which elicited a loud moan in return. She tugged on my nipple, bit it gently, and wrapped her tongue around it, before giving the other the same attention.

    I felt my hips buck from under her as I clutched onto our headboard. God, I want to touch her, but my wife needs this, to reclaim all she felt she lost.

    Her tongue made a wet trail between my breasts, down to my belly button, inching closer to her goal. I felt each hand go down each leg as they made their way back up my thighs. Her hands pushed my legs even wider apart, I felt her hot breath so close to my awaiting core.

    ”Baby, no teasing, I’m close,” I managed to muster

    ”I know you are love, you’re dripping down your legs.”

    I opened my eyes in time to watch her lick each thigh clean. Knowing she was being watched, she looked up at me just before she plunged that majestic tongue in me.

    ”Aaaaaaahhhhhh, Stef!” I screamed with complete abandon

    I felt her tongue expertly go inside and out, my body’s starting to convulse. She took my engorged clit into her mouth and played with it like she’s never before. I’m losing control. I’m about to explode.

    ”Stef…baby…Stef” I screamed

    Her finger replaced her mouth, as she climbed on top of me again. She grinded her body down, putting more pressure on her hand, in turn, my clit. I felt my earlobe getting sucked, hot breath in my ear as she whispered…”come.”

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