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[ Tyler ]
"Y/n?" I looked in the guest room for her, smiling. I walked into our bedroom and saw her in bed. I walked over and lifted the covers. My smile faded and I felt my pants get tight. "Tyler?" She slurred. "What are you doing Princess?" I asked, looking over her body. The fishnets were new. "I'm horny. Come here." She held her arms open.
"Are you... Drunk?"
I stood up and looked around the room. On her bedside table there was a mug. I walked over and looked in it. "Ah, eggnog."
I tossed the duvet off of her and sat down. She quickly threw herself onto me, hugging my shoulders. "Tyler... Please? I've been waiting a day." I sighed and looked back at her. "Do you really want it? I don't know how comfortable I am with having sex with you while you're drunk..."
"I'm your wife! Plus... I'm really wet."
She guided my hand under her underwear then gasped. She really was soaked for me. "Your fingers are cold."
"Yeah and your pussy is warm. Maybe... To warm my hands up of course... I should just..." I pushed some of my fingers into her, lying her down. She bit her lip and whined. "Oh my god Y/n..." I muttered. She was so wet I really couldn't stand to do much foreplay. I quickly pulled my fingers out. "Take everything of dear." I muttered.
She got undressed and I did too. Our clothes were tossed all around the floor. Y/n got up and stood in front of me. She made the move of sitting on my lap. I gasped and grabbed her ass. She whined but started grinding on me. I moaned and laid my head on her chests. She stroked my hair while whimpering my name.
Her wetness was making it easy for her to ride me. "Right there..." She whispered. I bit my lip as my tip hit a soft start a few times. "Fuck." I eventually muttered.
"Y-You said you were re-really stressed from work. Is this he-helping at all?"
"Yes princess, it really really is. God it is."
She pushed me down onto the bed and started riding me harder. I stared at the ceiling in awe as she left hickeys on my neck. She moaned against my skin and stopped. Y/n sat up and rubbed my shoulders. She stopped riding me and just started rolling her hips. "God you are so sexy." She muttered. I held her thigh tightly, unable to focus on anything.
"What is it daddy- Oh!"
I got harder at the pet name and I assumed that was why she cried out. I grabbed her, pulling her off of me and throwing her onto the bed. I spread her legs and shifted so I was sitting on my knees. I pulled her back onto my dick, gripping her thigh again. I guided her hips back and forth, moaning loudly. She let out her own loud moans, tears streaming down her face.
"D-Does this hurt?"
She shook her head and looked at me. "It feels really fucking good. I'm gonna-"
She came on my dick and I leaned down to kiss her stomach. "I'm close." I muttered against her skin. She panted out a few small moans as I slammed her onto my cock harder. "Fuck!" I moaned one last time before cumming.
I rolled next to her and sighed. "God I love you..."
. . .
I woke up to Y/n's groans. "Good morning." I muttered. "My head is killing me."
"You were pretty drunk last night." I let her go as she sat up. "Damn... I was planning on fucking you really good." She stood up then sat back down. I smiled and rolled on my back. "Don't worry Princess, you definitely did."
