"These flames tonight
Look into my eyes and say you want me, too
Like I want you
It's like a hunger in me"~-~-~
"The keys, Leo!"
Chelsea giggled as I kept leaving sloppy kisses on her face. My hand was wrapped around her shoulder as Lucy slept in her arms. I searched my pockets as my lips kept assaulting the nape of her neck.
I grunted and pulled back in frustration. "The fucking keys," I muttered and finally fished it out of my clothes.
The doc came up the apartment stairs just as I opened our door, "Were you gone for the Riva festival?" She smiled at us.
"Oh yeah! It was incredible doc! I thought you'd be there though."
"Ah, I had my shift so I couldn't be there."
As the women continued with their small talk, I picked Lucy from my wife's arms and quietly tucked her in the cradle.
"The fireworks were especially good-"
I snaked my arm around Chelsea's waist.
"Goodnight, doc."
"Wait, Leo-!"
I pulled her inside before she could protest and locked the door.
"That was so awkward!"
She gasped as I hungrily captured her lips.
"Shh."
I pulled the sweater over her head and trailed kisses down her neck.
"You should have thought twice before making me eat an aphrodisiac."
I unbuttoned her jeans and lifted her off the floor. Chelsea automatically wrapped her legs around me. Before laying on the bed, I pulled off her jeans and kissed her navel.
"Ah..."
She arched her back as I left wet kisses up her cleavage till her neck, finally nibbling the base of her ear. I unclasped her bra and threw it on the floor.
Chelsea moaned louder when I took her nipple in my mouth. My tongue continued teasing circles around them and I pulled back just to lick two of my fingers. I traced them down her body till they disappeared inside her panties. She moaned when I grazed my fingers against her entrance which was beginning to get wet.
She attempted to unbutton my shirt but I pinned those pesky arms over her head.
"Leo!" Chelsea groaned when I grazed my teeth against her nipple. She was quite sore from all the feeding so I thought to not bother her much.
My tongue fondled her warm body and found her navel. I teased her there and she kept squirming uncontrollably. My fingers now clipped her panties and pulled them down.
I was too impatient to savor the view. My mouth was soon fucking her core.
"Leo, Ah! Fuck!"
She threw back her head and raked her hands through my hair. I began unbuttoning my shirt while torturing her folds. Her clit was begging for me and I bit down.
Chelsea nearly screamed.
Within a few more thrusts of my tongue, she came with a loud groan.
I pulled back and began unbuckling my belt. Her bare body was panting and sweating. Even I was in a similar state.
Once I kicked off everything, I lifted her by the thighs and plunged inside her. I had waited all evening for her—let alone the entire fucking week.
Her beautiful lips kept brushing mine as I thrust deeper. She moaned and threw back her head. Her walls kept clenching around me and I clutched the headboard for better grip.
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The Playboy's Misfortune
RomanceLeonardo Xander is a businessman who has everything-money, cars, and the perfect wife who'll get on her knees whenever he wishes. But unfortunately, his callousness catches up to him in the form of 'karma' (as his lawyer likes to put it) and leaves...