Batter Up

Pregame

     "Fuuuck," I can't help but scream out as Spencer plows into me from behind. My hands are braced against the wall as I watch her take me by the reflection in the mirror in front of me. Her hands squeezing my waist, sure to leave bruises.

"Keep your eyes on yourself, princess. I want you to see how beautiful you are as you cum," she instructs.

I know she wants me to respond in words, but I can't focus on anything right now but the sound of her animalistic grunts and my groans as her front slams against my ass.

"That's not an answer, and unless you want me to stop, I'd give me an answer," she growls in between thrusts.

"Yes, daddy," I breath out, my high approaching rapidly, words becoming more difficult to produce.

"Fuck. You're close, aren't you? I can feel it. You're so tight." Her words only encouraging my high to come that much sooner.

Then her hands move from their firm grip around my waist up my stomach until they reach my breast, each hand taking a nipple and giving them a twist as she pulls me flush against her. The extra contact with her skin and the sensation of her grabbing my nipples driving me to let out more explicit moans.

"That's it, baby girl. Let me hear you."

"Please.. please, can I cum, daddy?" I don't know how I'm able to get any of that out. The amount of pleasure I'm experiencing is overwhelming, stars already starting to cloud my vision.

There's no answer right away and I'm fighting it with everything I have not to give in to my high.

Until her breath is hot on my ear, "cum for me, princess."

And with those simple words, my orgasm hits me like a tidal wave, almost bringing me to my knees as more than one wave hits, but I'm kept up by her strong grip.

"That's it, love, you're so fucking beautiful. Let it out, I've got you. Such a good girl for me," she coos as she lets me ride the wave out. Kissing my head before slowly pulling the strap out, she guides me over to our bed where I finally collapse.

I just lay there trying to bring my body back down to earth as my high had launched me into the stratosphere, focusing in as I hear water run in the bathroom.

It's only moments later that I her footsteps approach me, a kiss being placed on my forehead.

"Love, we've got to get you cleaned up."

I make some kind of noise in response, still not being able to talk at the moment.

Her soft chuckle makes me smile, then there's a dip in the bed before she pushes my hair back and out of my face. I open my eyes to be met face to face with her, the cold of her necklace hitting my chest as it falls from its place around her neck.

"I would also love to stay in bed with you the rest of the day, but we both know Tony won't let us skip the game," more kisses from my incredible wife to encourage me.

But it only makes me want to stay in bed with her all the more.

I scoff closing my eyes once again.

"Okay, you asked for it," I feel her body weight shift off of the bed.

"What do you.."

I'm cut off by her scooping me up, causing me to let out a squeal in surprise.

We both laugh as she brings me over to the tub placing me in before she climbs in behind me.

    She massages my scalp as she shampoos it and I fall back into her.