ass and up the length of her spine. Arching against my hand, she moaned, “Please.” Like a rubber band stretched too thin, my previous self-control completely snapped. Without a second thought, I ripped her panties from her body, unbuttoned my fly, released my cock and plunged in. She was so warm and so very, very tight.
“Yesss!” she shouted. Grabbing both of her hips, I stroked in and out several times. I could feel her tighten and quiver around me, but instead of letting her come, like she wanted, I pulled out and flipped her over onto her back. With make-up smeared across her face and her hair a tangled in knots, my wife was a gorgeous mess. My gorgeous mess.
“Don’t you dare stop now, Max McLellan,” she growled.
“Fuck no,” I snarled, and sank back in.
“Touch me,” she commanded. Cupping her beautiful tits in my hands, I captured her mouth with mine and began thrusting in and out of her gorgeous body. It had been so long. There was no way I was going to last. This time, when I felt her squeeze around me, I tilted my hips and gave it to her. Harder and harder I pounded into her. Hungrily, she met me stroke for stroke. Finally, not able to stand it any longer, she arched her back and screamed her orgasm into my mouth. Not stopping there, I pinched her nipples and pumped even harder. I was a man possessed. I was exercising my demons. I was finally fucking my wife. The next thing I knew I was coming harder than I’d ever come in my whole life. I must have blacked out for a minute, because when I came back to reality, I was draped like a blanket across her body.
“Thank you,” she drowsily whispered.
Kissing the side of her neck, I pulled her tightly to me and whispered, “No, baby…Thank you.”
Chapter Eight
Ellie
‡
“W hy do you have to dress him like a sissy?” Max huffed. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting on me to bring Mac down so we could leave for our first annual Fourth of July party at MMG. Piper, Joss and I had gone wedding dress shopping yesterday. While we were out, we stopped by a cute baby boutique and I found a precious blue onesie covered in American flags.
I mentally giggled. Wait until I whip out the matching hat and booties.
As I reached the bottom step, I handed Mac over to Max, so I could grab the diaper bag and my purse. I was excited for today. Not only were all of our friends going to be there, but so was my dad, and he was bringing a date.
“Sarah, get your ass down here! We’re ready to go!” Max shouted.
“All right, all right, I’m coming!” she screamed from somewhere upstairs.
Max gave me his classic “What-the-hell” eyebrow raise and I shrugged. Ever since Sarah arrived in town, she’d been extremely moody. Something was up, or should I say someone. Cas. If my husband caught wind of this, he would lose his mind. I planned to speak to Sarah about it, but wanted to wait until after tonight. Like a thunderstorm, she rolled down the stairs past us and out the kitchen door. With a sigh, I followed after. As I passed by Max, he slapped me on the ass and I inwardly cheered. My man is back.
The night Max retrieved me from Whisky’s was the breakthrough Doctor Parker had been waiting for. He told Max there were two ways his situation would most likely go. Either it would become more debilitating or something would happen to get him past it. Max’s anger because I’d lied, mixed with a boat load of sexual frustration, ended up being the ticket. I have absolutely no regrets about that night. Things were now better than ever between us.
When we arrived at the garage, I immediately started setting everything up. Pretty soon the gang began trickling in. I was talking to Piper about where to put the bean dip, when I spotted my dad. His blonde haired, blue eyed date was attractive…and very young looking.
“Is that Sam’s date?” Piper choked out.
“Psssst, Ellie!” Joss loudly whispered from the open kitchen window. “Your
“Yesss!” she shouted. Grabbing both of her hips, I stroked in and out several times. I could feel her tighten and quiver around me, but instead of letting her come, like she wanted, I pulled out and flipped her over onto her back. With make-up smeared across her face and her hair a tangled in knots, my wife was a gorgeous mess. My gorgeous mess.
“Don’t you dare stop now, Max McLellan,” she growled.
“Fuck no,” I snarled, and sank back in.
“Touch me,” she commanded. Cupping her beautiful tits in my hands, I captured her mouth with mine and began thrusting in and out of her gorgeous body. It had been so long. There was no way I was going to last. This time, when I felt her squeeze around me, I tilted my hips and gave it to her. Harder and harder I pounded into her. Hungrily, she met me stroke for stroke. Finally, not able to stand it any longer, she arched her back and screamed her orgasm into my mouth. Not stopping there, I pinched her nipples and pumped even harder. I was a man possessed. I was exercising my demons. I was finally fucking my wife. The next thing I knew I was coming harder than I’d ever come in my whole life. I must have blacked out for a minute, because when I came back to reality, I was draped like a blanket across her body.
“Thank you,” she drowsily whispered.
Kissing the side of her neck, I pulled her tightly to me and whispered, “No, baby…Thank you.”
Chapter Eight
Ellie
‡
“W hy do you have to dress him like a sissy?” Max huffed. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting on me to bring Mac down so we could leave for our first annual Fourth of July party at MMG. Piper, Joss and I had gone wedding dress shopping yesterday. While we were out, we stopped by a cute baby boutique and I found a precious blue onesie covered in American flags.
I mentally giggled. Wait until I whip out the matching hat and booties.
As I reached the bottom step, I handed Mac over to Max, so I could grab the diaper bag and my purse. I was excited for today. Not only were all of our friends going to be there, but so was my dad, and he was bringing a date.
“Sarah, get your ass down here! We’re ready to go!” Max shouted.
“All right, all right, I’m coming!” she screamed from somewhere upstairs.
Max gave me his classic “What-the-hell” eyebrow raise and I shrugged. Ever since Sarah arrived in town, she’d been extremely moody. Something was up, or should I say someone. Cas. If my husband caught wind of this, he would lose his mind. I planned to speak to Sarah about it, but wanted to wait until after tonight. Like a thunderstorm, she rolled down the stairs past us and out the kitchen door. With a sigh, I followed after. As I passed by Max, he slapped me on the ass and I inwardly cheered. My man is back.
The night Max retrieved me from Whisky’s was the breakthrough Doctor Parker had been waiting for. He told Max there were two ways his situation would most likely go. Either it would become more debilitating or something would happen to get him past it. Max’s anger because I’d lied, mixed with a boat load of sexual frustration, ended up being the ticket. I have absolutely no regrets about that night. Things were now better than ever between us.
When we arrived at the garage, I immediately started setting everything up. Pretty soon the gang began trickling in. I was talking to Piper about where to put the bean dip, when I spotted my dad. His blonde haired, blue eyed date was attractive…and very young looking.
“Is that Sam’s date?” Piper choked out.
“Psssst, Ellie!” Joss loudly whispered from the open kitchen window. “Your
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