Watermelon

Lunch Break

[spicy]

"Hurry up! We've gotta make this quick."

"Okay! Okay! I'm coming!" Camila scurried from the driveway up to the front door of their house where her husband was unlocking the door.

"Not yet, but you will be." Shawn winked at her from over his shoulder and pushed the door open. He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her inside, pushing the door shut and dragging her back to their bedroom, her excited giggles filling the hallway.

It's not that they didn't have sex often; they did. But it wasn't often that they had the whole house to themselves to be as loud as they want. The moment Shawn realized that Maggie would be at his parents' house that afternoon and Jace would be at the doctor with Chloe, he texted his wife to make sure she was free on her lunch break. Camila initially thought he wanted to grab lunch with her. He didn't, but there was something he wanted to eat.

"I feel like such a rebel," Camila giggled after being tossed onto the bed by her husband. He crawled on top of her and pulled his shirt off over his head.

"Why's that?" He leaned down and started kissing her neck.

She sighed contently. "I don't know, sneaking away on my lunch break to go fuck? Kinda scandalous."

"We've had sex in your office during work hours and this is what you've decided is scandalous?" He chuckled, pulling her pencil skirt down her body and tossing it aside for her to put back on later.

"Fair enough," Camila giggled. "I guess I've just gotten too used to not doing anything too crazy while we're at the house. I get to be as loud as I wanna be now."

"You can be as loud as you wanna be," Shawn repeated back to her, grabbing her face with his large hand and kissing her hard. "And you better be. I wanna hear you."

He moved down her body, pulling off the remaining pieces of clothing and letting them fall onto the floor by their bed. Not a single second was wasted — the moment he pulled her panties away from her skin, he dove in and began licking at her wet folds. Camila moaned, her fingers lacing into his hair to hold him in place. He licked up every drop of wetness that had collected in her pussy, savoring the flavor on his tongue.

"Your pussy is so wet, baby..." He hummed against her. "Is this all for me?"

"It's all for you," she confirmed with a moan and buck of her hips up against his face. "You make me so wet." Shawn moaned against her and started eating her out more intensely than he had been before. Camila didn't bother to stifle her moans and Shawn didn't bother to hide the obscene slurping sounds he was making while licking her. "Fingers. Now. Please."

Shawn couldn't help but chuckle at her desperation. His tongue moved up to focus solely on her clit as he pushed two thick fingers into her, pumping them in and out of her slowly. She came pretty quickly after that, her back arching up off of the mattress and her mouth falling open with a loud string of moans and obscenities. Shawn moved his mouth up her body, covering every inch of her tan skin with kisses as his fingers continued moving inside her. Camila kept moaning, feeling him start to finger her harder and faster. Her whole body quivered and tensed.

"Fuck...fuck—" She squirted against his hand, splashes of wetness landing on the sheets beneath her.

"Oh my god," Shawn groaned, pulling his wet fingers out of her. He grabbed her hips and pushed her over onto her stomach. "Roll over." He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling them and his underwear down off his legs before straddling the back of his wife's thighs. He held his hard cock in his hand, smacking it against her butt a few times and sliding the tip back and forth against her wet slit before slowly and finally pushing into her. Camila gasped, her face falling down against the mattress as he began fucking her. He grabbed her hair in one hand and pulled her head up, not wanting any of her sounds to be muffled by their bed. "God, I fucking needed this..."