Guilty Pleasure

Make a Wish

Blindfold

This goddamn honeymoon was going to be the death of him.

Sweet, torturous death.

"I'll fulfill your every wish. Your every desire..." Robyn whispered hotly and with excitement against Aubrey's ear, flicking her tongue out and licking a path across his lips to his ear for good measure "Anything you want. Take it. Use me. I'm yours."

Aubrey sat motionless at the edge of their king size bed, the black, silk blindfold heightening the sensation of her discrete touches. Her breath was warm and smelled of champagne and weed. Her tongue was soft and wet, leaving behind a sinful trail across his face. His hands twitched with his need to touch her, but she'd told him to be docile and obedient and she'd let him ravage her as he pleased later. He'd be a fool to object to that.

"Fine" Drake hissed, conjuring a response to her whispered words "I want you to suck me. Right now" He was impatient and horny as hell, and he didn't care what tricks she had up her sleeve for the evening.

"Mhmm. Patience, baby" Rihanna spoke softly, her voice as smooth as velvet, the sound causing a lick of fire to curl down his spine.

"Rih..." he warned, his voice rugged, his breathing erratic. "I don't have that kind of patience."

"I think you do. And I think you're enjoying this. Look at how hard your dick is" she whispered kissing his neck. Then she placed her hands against his thighs and lowered herself to her knees before him.

Fucking finally.

Drake could feel her warm breath against his dick and he almost came right then and there. He hated this waiting game, this submissive game. He loved taking, being in control and making her beg. But he loved Robyn more, and this was what she wanted and so he had to acquiesce.

"Baby... Let's just say payback is a bitch" Aubrey grunted out still unsatisfied as her hands stroked his thighs, her slim fingers going close to his balls, but never quite touching him.

She had him right where she wanted him. Utterly aroused and undone, submitting to her every word, she loved teasing Aubrey.

"I'll love every minute of it. Now shut up" she ordered as she wrapped her heart-shaped lips around his cock and began to suck on the tip. While her hand wrapped around his dick to stroke him gently as her lips wetted and teased the head of his erection. Drake moaned and groaned out in pleasure as her hand gripped him tighter and her lips began to suck him deeper and harder.

Oh, yeah baby. 

And just as suddenly as the pleasure was beginning to build, she pulled away from her husband's dick.

"Fuck! Bitch!" he panted, his hands reaching out blindly as he attempted to grab her long, black hair and teach her a thing or two.

Rihanna giggled wickedly, she sensed that he was dangerously close to the edge. She was far too good at getting him riled up and making him come too fast. The precum was now dripping out of his head as she walked to the other side of the room and began to change clothes into the costume she had bought herself for this evening.

"Robyn it's not funny, I don't like these fucking games anymore. I always give you what you want, when you want it!" he shauted. All he wanted now was to bury himself into that tight, wet pussy of hers and pound into her over and over and over again. Just like last night.

"But baby...I'm sure you'll love this," she teased lightly as she finished putting on her outfit and starting stalking her way toward him.

"No. That's bullshit. I don't like this at all. You know what? Fuck this!" Aubrey exclaimed as he ripped off the blindfold before she had a chance to react.

"Aubrey! Noo!" Robyn shouted, angry that her plans for the evening had been thwarted by her impatient, sexy as sin husband.

Drake stared at her and visibly gulped by what he saw. Robyn stood before him in a red lace bustier with small, black ribbons holding the delicate material together in the front. He could see her breasts straining against the tight material. The matching garter belt and thong with black stockings made his mouth water as he could see her plump crotch against the black material. All probably from her own collection. He could imagine how hot and wet she was and his erection twitched at the thought of burying himself inside of her as he slowly undid each laced ribbon on her bustier with each deep thrust.

"Come here you little-" he growled lowly as he saw her place her hands on her hips and tap her foot in annoyance.

"Come here? You just fucking ruined everything!" Rihanna scoffed outraged as her beautiful green eyes turned into slits.

"No I haven't. You're going to get fucked until you can't fucking see straight. Now come here so I can fuck you on the bed or I'll go over there and fuck you up against that wall behind you. You decide," he said threateningly, though the threat was lost on Robyn who was as ready for sex as he was.

"Well I did tell you I'd do whatever you want... So you decide," she murmured flirtatiously, her eyes again glued to his stunning erection, her mouth watering at the sheer size of him. She really wanted him to fuck her hard. Fast. Slow. Long. Sweet. Wild.

Pleassse. She bit her lip.

"How about all over the room?" he asked as he stood and began walking quickly toward his minx of a wife.

"Sounds perfect" Robyn smirked before he pressed her against the wall and crashed his lips to her. His tongue slid inside, tangling with hers as he kissed her, deep and hot. Soon he began to tear away her garter belt and thong.

Certain wishes surely were fulfilled that night.