His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

152 I Want You

"Come, now I am yours!" Frade lay naked on the bed, the sheets pressed under his body. His arms and thighs spread wide as if they caught me.

I think I heard him right. Is this Frade? How could the man who had been used to being in control say this to me? How could I, who had always been passive, have the power to manipulate?

I hesitated for a moment but didn't pounce. Frade kept urging me, "Come on, do what you want!"

So I began to climb into bed and climbed up from his feet. Instead, Frade's legs lifted under me and threw me onto his chest. I immediately crawled over his chest, wrapped it tightly around his arms.

"You know what you want? Eva!" Frade whispered in my ear. "Don't stop. Take what you want from me. F.uck me!"

I stopped thinking and closed my eyes. I grasped his d.ick and sat down firmly while groping between his legs with my body.

We let out a deep, nearly simultaneous cry of contentment as soon as he entered, because his big was wrapped in my softness.

I felt like I was about to be torn in half because Frade's monster was inside of me, pushing on my wall. I tried to extend my legs wide and took deep breaths to accommodate his size.

"You're so tight!" Frade groaned. "Oh, I feel like you're holding me all in!" His chest heaved, his lower abdomen tightened, and the bulge of muscle fell into shadow.

I leaned back and placed my hands on his shoulders. My body was constantly encouraged to secrete more love fluid by the friction, which is similar to electric shock stimulation and the pleasure from the tide. I descend, elevate my hips, and then do it again. Every inch of the slide, when moving slowly, made room for me to swallow him more. I could feel the touch of skin on each rise and fall.

I started to take the initiative gradually. The length, firmness, and heat of the Frade caused crazy, brushing my v.agina. I nip at my lower lip and look at Frade with my eyes wide open.

I immediately felt a great desire to win when I noticed that he was disoriented. His blond hair was resting on the pillow, his chin was high, beads of sweat covered his muscular chest and shoulders, and his lips were apart. Through the gaps in his lower eyelids, Frade peered at me, examining my face, my breasts, and the spots where we had made out.

He seemed to be intrigued! I exult.

I attempted to concentrate on his intoxication as I closed my eyes. I felt a rush of excitement as our eyes first met. I wanted to scream for him even louder than the upcoming orgasm I was about to have!

I didn't have to wait long to reach the explosion's apex. After a jolt, the rush of pleasure raced through my body, robbing me of breathing, heartbeat, sight, and all other bodily functions until they were all worthless. I was limited to breathing while lying on top of Frade.

Frade's hand touched my back delicately while whispering in my ear. I have the impression that I am dropping into a honey jar. It's so sweet!

Frade suddenly reached out and grasped my wrist, rolling over. His d.ick remained inside of me.

A part of Frade's buttocks was pulled out and then slid back into my p.ussy as they started to rise and fall. I was shocked by the power of his movements. He gave me a soft kiss and licked my cheek. Although he was deep into me, his kiss was incredibly delicate.

"If you don't want to stop, I won't!" Frade whispered at my neck. "Do you want me to pull it out now?"

"No, don't stop!" My fingers dug deep into the muscles of his back, and then my buttocks went up, tightening the vaginal opening like a sucker.

Frade shuddered, then continued to jerk at a steady rhythm, inserting and retracting. Each time he came back, his big almost broke away from our point of contact.

"I am here..." He mumbled one word after another. "I am in you, and we will not be separated!"

As he continued to f.uck, a potent sweet aroma that is produced when we have sex encircled our bodies.

I yelled out Frade's name as we both ascended the mountain at the same time, his p.ennis quivering within me and I felt a strong jet. S.emen from his ejaculate raced toward my extremities.

Frade then remained still. I leaned my head on his chest and listened to the rapid beat of his heart as he just pushed me aside.

"It's a long night, I think we can do more!" I licked his earlobe and coddled him like a cat.

"You want more?" Frade's lips curved in a perfect arc, his fingers sliding down my wet collarbone and up again. He gently pressed his thumb against my lower lip, and I naturally opened my mouth and sucked his thumb into my mouth. Then I licked every inch of his thumb with my tongue.

He looked at me in a daze and seemed to enjoy it. I could taste the mixture of love juice and bodily fluids in my mouth, and his thumb felt like a candy bar that would never melt. After a while, he put his thumb out and stroked my cheek, his green eyes shining brightly and enveloping me completely.

"Do you still want me?" Frade asked again.

"No, I want to look at you quietly." I put one hand on my head and lay on my side facing him. "Let me look at you, just like this!"

"I'm right here!" Frade put his arm around me and kissed my forehead. "I'm right here with you!"

After some time, I blinked slowly. Frade was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling a lock of hair behind my ear.

"Hello." I smiled.

"Hey."

I reached out through the sheets and stroked his thigh. He was warm and firm.

"How long did I sleep?"

"Not too long."

I stretched out on the bed and raised my arms above my head. Then I noticed Frade's eyes hovering over my breasts, the corners of his mouth twitching a little. My body was still soft and sore, still wet and full.

"If there's a bathtub, I want to take a bath! I'm so sticky!"

He ignored me and reached out to stroke my cheek, gently, as if to store them in his memory, and there were so many meanings of them.

"I'm sticky, Frade." I squirmed.

His hand moved to my butt and his eyes burned.