Banished

M- 40

Percy PoV

Artemis was naked, straddling my waist when I woke up in the morning. "Happy birthday, Percy."

I chuckled and nodded, leaning over to kiss her neck.

"You don't have to go very heavy on the foreplay," she murmured, tilting her head back. "I had a naughty dream last night."

I took the woman's waist and thrust into her.

She tried to stifle a moan and dug her nails into my shoulders. "I want you on me all day today, understand?"

I nodded, happy to oblige, and continued to thrust.

After several minutes, I came inside her. The goddess gave a pleasured sigh and got out of bed. "I'm going to make breakfast. Should I bother getting dressed?"

"No," I replied, watching her asscheeks jiggle as she left the room.

I was a very lucky man.

Even though I had orgasmed, I was still hard.

I cleaned up the clothes strewn about the floor from when we haphazardly undressed each other the night before trying to calm myself, but it was of no use.

When I went to check on my future wife, I found that she was already done cooking and had placed the dish in the oven to properly bake.

My future wife was closing one of the upper cabinets and I walked up behind her, grabbing her waist. "Can you believe we're getting married soon?"

She smiled and nodded, opening her mouth to say something.

The only thing that came out was a low moan. I had thrust back into her, and she was trying to find something sturdy to grasp.

I properly bent her over the countertop and began to fuck her.

My woman vocalized her pleasure, and it seemed that this new angle was hitting different parts of her that she was greatly enjoying.

She raised her ass higher for me and bit down on a dishtowel to stifle her moans.

Each thrust was accompanied by the resounding slap of skin on skin, and was eventually followed by a muffled scream.

I pulled out of her and sat her up, pulling the makeshift gag out of her mouth. "Are you alright?"

She nodded with heavy eyelids. "You kept rubbing against my clit in that position, and I came really hard. We need to do that more often."

"You don't have to tell me twice," I remarked, kissing her cheek.

"And why is that?" Artemis teased, running her hand down my abs.

"The sexy woman I'm getting married to just told me she likes being bent over a counter and fucked," I explained. "I'm never going to forget that."

She gave me a quick kiss before hopping off of the counter to check on the dish in the oven. "I'm going to feel so sore after our honeymoon."

"Well, I could always try giving you a massage," I jokingly suggested.

My future wife walked back over to me.

"Why is it that just about every time you lay a hand on me, I either end up cuddling with you in my sweats or screaming your name with my bra hanging from a lampshade?"

"Because I love you and we're both extremely physical people," I replied, kissing her cheek.

"I love you too," she murmured, resting her head on my chest. "Anyway, are you enjoying your birthday so far?"

I kissed at her neck and ran my thumb over her erect nipple. "I can't complain."

She bit her lip in another attempt to stifle a moan, and I decided to teach her a lesson.

I lifted her back onto the counter and used water to loosely bind her wrists to the cabinet. "Since you seem so shy about moaning today, I guess I'll just help you out."

With that, I shoved the dishtowel back in her mouth and got down on my knees before spreading her legs.