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head, moving his book to the side table. “Nope. We still disagree on a thin’ or two.”
“But, Ace…”
“Are you sayin’ you agree with me about not makin’ a baby?”
He was so annoying! “No, I don’t agree with you.”
“Then there’s no reason for me to come over there right now. Go to sleep.”
She spread her legs wider and began to play with her pussy. Slippery wetness smacked through the room and Gabby knew he could hear it too. Her hips rose a little as she explored.
“Don’t you want this, Ace?”
He didn’t answer right away, so she glanced over at him. There was a pronounced tent in his pajama bottoms. “Yeah, I do. I’m not dead.” But he didn’t move out of the chair.
“You’re just stubborn,” she told him, as she reached for the purple vibrator. His eyebrows rose as she turned it on.
“You know that’s breakin’ the rules,” he pointed out. “You were supposed to throw out all those toys when you moved in here with me.”
She ran the buzzing dildo down the inside of her thigh but his voice stopped her before she could touch the sensitive flesh she sought.
“If you do that, I’m gonna spank your behind until you can’t sit for a week, li’l girl.”
“But, Ace…I’m horny!”
“This is of your own doin’. Turn off that contraption.”
Sighing, she turned it off and put it aside. “I’m so frustrated.”
“You can use your hands, if you really need to.”
There was more than one way to seduce him, especially if he was giving her permission to try. “Thank you, Ace.”
He didn’t say anything, so she started running her hands through her folds, gently at first, then with some vigor. She began to pant, and spared a glance at her husband to see if he was going to respond. He’d responded alright. Ace had his hard cock in his hand, stroking it firmly as he watched her.
That was definitely not what she wanted. She wanted to have him desperate for her! If he relieved his own tension, she’d never get anywhere.
But she was excited, so she teased her clit, increasing the urgency in her belly. She glanced over at him again and saw the sex fever on him. His eyes were hooded, glittering with heat, and his hand was moving much faster on his cock. Maybe this could work after all. If he got excited enough, he was sure to want to put it inside her.
She knew something that would push him over the edge. Smack! She slapped her hand down on her own pussy, gasping and writhing with the pain-pleasure. It wasn’t nearly as satisfying as when he did it, of course, but her temperature rose a notch and she got a lot closer to orgasm.
Another look over at him found him smiling a feral smile. He was still stroking himself, now with some force, but he wasn’t getting up out of the chair. His chest was lightly sheened, the thick muscles in his arm flexing and releasing, flexing and releasing with a seductive rhythm. Oh, how she wanted to lick the sweat off him, to tease his hard little nipples with her tongue and hear him sigh with pleasure.
The snakes of impending climax were twisting in her belly. Gabby moved one hand to her breast and tortured a nipple roughly, trying to imagine it was Ace’s mouth on her. It wasn’t the same, so she moved her hand back down and started the slide down to orgasm with some carefully placed caresses on her swollen clit.
Once more, trying to make the final push to get him to come to her, she slapped her pussy, moaning loudly in response to the sharp sensation. If he was going to come to her, it was now or never. And, a moment later, she spiraled away on a whirlpool of pleasure. The feeling was nowhere near as intense as with her husband, but she moaned and writhed gently.
He gave a little grunt, and she looked over at him, her climax receding. Come was spattered all over his belly and running down his hand and he’d relaxed back into the chair, nearly boneless with relief.
Gabby licked her lips, wanting desperately to go to him, to
“But, Ace…”
“Are you sayin’ you agree with me about not makin’ a baby?”
He was so annoying! “No, I don’t agree with you.”
“Then there’s no reason for me to come over there right now. Go to sleep.”
She spread her legs wider and began to play with her pussy. Slippery wetness smacked through the room and Gabby knew he could hear it too. Her hips rose a little as she explored.
“Don’t you want this, Ace?”
He didn’t answer right away, so she glanced over at him. There was a pronounced tent in his pajama bottoms. “Yeah, I do. I’m not dead.” But he didn’t move out of the chair.
“You’re just stubborn,” she told him, as she reached for the purple vibrator. His eyebrows rose as she turned it on.
“You know that’s breakin’ the rules,” he pointed out. “You were supposed to throw out all those toys when you moved in here with me.”
She ran the buzzing dildo down the inside of her thigh but his voice stopped her before she could touch the sensitive flesh she sought.
“If you do that, I’m gonna spank your behind until you can’t sit for a week, li’l girl.”
“But, Ace…I’m horny!”
“This is of your own doin’. Turn off that contraption.”
Sighing, she turned it off and put it aside. “I’m so frustrated.”
“You can use your hands, if you really need to.”
There was more than one way to seduce him, especially if he was giving her permission to try. “Thank you, Ace.”
He didn’t say anything, so she started running her hands through her folds, gently at first, then with some vigor. She began to pant, and spared a glance at her husband to see if he was going to respond. He’d responded alright. Ace had his hard cock in his hand, stroking it firmly as he watched her.
That was definitely not what she wanted. She wanted to have him desperate for her! If he relieved his own tension, she’d never get anywhere.
But she was excited, so she teased her clit, increasing the urgency in her belly. She glanced over at him again and saw the sex fever on him. His eyes were hooded, glittering with heat, and his hand was moving much faster on his cock. Maybe this could work after all. If he got excited enough, he was sure to want to put it inside her.
She knew something that would push him over the edge. Smack! She slapped her hand down on her own pussy, gasping and writhing with the pain-pleasure. It wasn’t nearly as satisfying as when he did it, of course, but her temperature rose a notch and she got a lot closer to orgasm.
Another look over at him found him smiling a feral smile. He was still stroking himself, now with some force, but he wasn’t getting up out of the chair. His chest was lightly sheened, the thick muscles in his arm flexing and releasing, flexing and releasing with a seductive rhythm. Oh, how she wanted to lick the sweat off him, to tease his hard little nipples with her tongue and hear him sigh with pleasure.
The snakes of impending climax were twisting in her belly. Gabby moved one hand to her breast and tortured a nipple roughly, trying to imagine it was Ace’s mouth on her. It wasn’t the same, so she moved her hand back down and started the slide down to orgasm with some carefully placed caresses on her swollen clit.
Once more, trying to make the final push to get him to come to her, she slapped her pussy, moaning loudly in response to the sharp sensation. If he was going to come to her, it was now or never. And, a moment later, she spiraled away on a whirlpool of pleasure. The feeling was nowhere near as intense as with her husband, but she moaned and writhed gently.
He gave a little grunt, and she looked over at him, her climax receding. Come was spattered all over his belly and running down his hand and he’d relaxed back into the chair, nearly boneless with relief.
Gabby licked her lips, wanting desperately to go to him, to
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