“More fingers.”

I slip a third into her wetness and am about to press my thumb onto her ***** when I feel her hand grip the crease between my thigh and my butt. With one light squeeze, she enters me from behind and I stop all together to concentrate on the overwhelming pleasure of my wife inside of me. The room is silent save the sound of our breathing and the slick pumping of Bette’s hand. Her rolling hips remind me that I have to give exactly what I’m receiving right now. I resume my ministrations and add my thumb to her ***** and she sighs out her contentment.

I close my eyes and get lost in the rhythm we’ve set for each other. Back and forth we move oblivious to the outside world, in a space meant only for two people. I feel her eyes on me and am about to open my own when she leans forward to whisper in my ear, sucking my soft, plush lobe into her mouth.

“Sit up with me.”

As she’s leaning me back , she takes her fingers from me and leaves a wet trail across my hip until she reaches my *****, glancing it, making me jump. Her fingers find their way back inside me as she sucks my painfully hard nipple into her mouth. I speed up my thrusts and curl my fingers searching for that spot that I know only I have ever found. One, two, three thrusts and there it is. She bites down hard on my breast, sending a surge of electricity down to my sloppy wet *****.

We pump faster and faster taking each other closer to the edge. I brush that spot one more time and she explodes. A low keen starts in her throat as she throws her head back in ecstacy. Her bronze skin glistens in the late afternoon light. My hand is bathed in her liquid and all I can think about is licking that wetness off my palm. But I continue my movements, drawing out her pleasure as long as I can. She looks heavenly right now and I want to make it last forever.

When she comes down from the heights she was just at, she redoubles her effort to take me to where she’s just been. She adds a third finger to her thrusting, stretching my walls and making me ache. She takes my hand that has been inside of her and places two fingers in my mouth. I groan out my approval as she has just read my mind. She kisses me hard, sucking my fingers into her mouth, passing her taste back and forth between us. Gently gripping my hand she takes the two fingers we’ve been sucking on and runs them over my own *****. She presses them over my slippery nub and I can feel my skin stretch with every push of her hand. She takes back my hand and slips my fingers between our mouths that have never separated. I’m overwhelmed by the tastes, my essence and hers, our sweat, our love. With one final thrust she curls her fingers and takes me over the edge. Light explodes behind my closed eyelids and my body goes limp from exhaustion.

When I can function again, all the sensations come rushing back to me. I’m cradled tight against her prone body, my face buried in her neck, inhaling her scent. Our skin sticks together every place that we touch and I never want to wash the feeling away. I suck lightly on her jaw and she squeezes my hip with fingers still wet from pleasuring me.When I finally look into her eyes, she has the widest grin I have seen in a while.

“What are you smiling about?” Like I need to ask.

“That was ***** amazing T.”

“Yes babe, it sure was.”

She kisses me hard, not moving, just holding my mouth against hers as if memorizing the moment. She pulls away slightly and rubs our noses together.

“And it’s about damn time too!”

“You read my mind babe, you read my mind.”

TBC…