Manic: Confessions of a Wife

Manic Book 1: Chapter 12

His words make her heart race as he cups her left breast, his tongue teasing her sensitive nipple. She leans back, moaning with pleasure, but as much as she wants to feel him, she knows she wouldn't be able to handle another round after the night she had with Omar. Her body is sore and spent, but she can't resist the pleasure Malik brings. She reaches down to fondle and rub his dick and balls, licking her hand before massaging him. He's already hard, pre-cum oozing from his tip. She eagerly licks it up, savoring the familiar taste.

Before Malik even attempts to spread her legs, Savannah eagerly goes down on him, taking his hard penis into her mouth. She spits on the top of it, slurping it back up and making her nose touch his lower stomach. Despite the tears streaming down her face from gagging and shoving him down her throat, she revels in his moans and sex whispers.

Savannah has always loved the way Malik felt in her mouth. She enjoys running her tongue along the vein that runs on the side of his shaft. She starts to make love to it by bobbing her head left and right while gently massaging his balls in her hand.

"Mmmmmm, you taste so good, baby," she whispers while putting him back into her mouth. Malik grunts as his body twitches from the feeling of her giving him phenomenal head. "I don't...I don't wanna nut yet," he says, trying his best to control him cumming. He tells her this, hoping she will slow down a little, but Savannah only sucks and slurps faster. She starts using a two-handed twisting motion on the shaft of his dick, while her mouth stays on the head.

As she feels his body starting to tense up, she opens her mouth to catch his release. All while jerking him off, she feels the first spurt on her tongue and the second splatters down her throat. Without hesitation, she swooshes it around in her mouth, swallowing it all. She smiles at him as some dribbles down her lips.

Despite not being able to make out his words, Savannah can tell he's very satisfied. She gets up, quickly runs to the bathroom to rinse her mouth out with Listerine.

Malik, still catching his breath, slowly walks over to the bed. "You should've let me on the bed. I almost passed out while standing," he says with a chuckle.

Savannah laughs as she emerges from the bathroom. "You know, I think the sex on the bed gets a little boring. Sometimes it's good to spice things up," she says, helping him get under the covers as if he were unable to do it himself. She enjoys "babying" him, especially after canceling their date night last night. She knew she had to show out; it was the least she could do.

"Since when did you start swallowing? You never used to do that," he asked, surprised.

"First time for everything, right?" she replied with a playful smile, snuggling close to him in bed. He lifted his arm so she could nuzzle her head against his chest, and they both settled in for a cozy night together.

"Hell yeah," he said, kissing the top of her head. She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly; gathering the courage to bring up a sensitive subject.

"I don't know if bringing this up is going to cause an argument, but will you consider moving back in?" she asked tentatively.

"Move back in?" he repeated, surprised.

"Yes. I miss having you in the house with me. It doesn't feel like we're in a marriage anymore. I don't want a divorce and it feels like we're heading in that direction."

He paused, considering her words. "I don't think we're heading towards a divorce, Savannah. But...I think I should move back in too."

Savannah sits up and rests her elbow on the bed, looking at Malik with a mixture of disbelief and excitement. "Don't mess with me, Malik. Are you really moving back in?"