"I can't hear you darling." Rowan purred in his wife's left ear, loving the tremble that raced through her body at his voice.
"I am sorry." Raven stuttered out her legs shaking from being in the same position for over thirty minutes.
"Sorry for what darling?" Rowan asked, tightening his grip around his wife's waist. With her back to him and her hands on the kitchen counter Rowan loved this view and he couldn't help but curse himself for not thinking of doing this earlier .
"I am sorry for playing with myself." Raven answered, her body so wound up that it felt like she was about to burst at any time. She knew she shouldn't but she was enjoying what her timid husband was doing to her, the smirk on her face was a testimony to that. Not that she planned to have her husband walk in on her masturbating while crying out his name.
Imagine Rowan's surprise when he gets into their house with Raven's favorite meal in hand planning to surprise her on her day off only to find her in heels and a very short dress that he had never seen before bent over their kitchen counter with a toy in her sopping wet pussy crying out his name.
He found himself entranced by her, with one hand driving the toy deeper and deeper while the other was on the counter supporting her weight, shaking in every thrust she took in. The whimpers and mewls that were coming out of her mouth made his trousers tighter than ever, he lost the last strand of self-control when she called out his name with that husky and needy voice of hers.
He found himself behind her in the blink of an eye, pushing her hand away from the toy and onto the counter he took the toy into his hand pulling it out then driving it back in in one fast and hard thrust. Raven was too deep in the cloud of lust to even turn around but felt safe after her husband's farmiliar scent assured her that it was him behind her.
"What are you doing Rave?" Rowan asked his lust sunken wife who's hazy eyes told him that she was far gone.
"I asked you.... What are you doing Rave." He repeated his question pausing on the thrusts an action that drew a soft "no" from his wife. He had to grip her waist to stop her action of raising her ass to the toy.
"Answer." Rowan growled out, landing a gentle spank on his wife in efforts of drawing her out of her lust haze but it seemed to only make her drown in even more.
"Playing." Raven answered, raising her back to meet his front, her body aching with need loving the way the dress's fabric rubbed against her nipples giving her much needed stimulation.
"Do you play with yourself every day off?" Rowan asked gently thrusting the toy back into her wet pussy while nibbling at the sides of her neck.
"Yes!" Raven breathed out, happy that the pleasuring was continued.
" That makes me bit a angry." Rowan confessed cooly making Raven look at him nervously.
" Why are you angry." She asked.
" Well, because my wife plays by herself while she has me." Rowan replied.
" I am sorry. " Raven apologized looking anything but sorry making her husband chuckle at her attempt.
" No you are not, but you will be. " Rowan answered, looking down at his wife's eyes , loving the way her pupils dilated at the promise.
