Wife Between the Sheets

CHAPTER 1: Again? Really?

The sun hadn't even fully risen yet, but Liana was already groaning.

Not because of the light slipping through the curtains. Not because of the birds chirping outside their window. No.

It was the thick, throbbing length pressed up against her ass.

"Selene..." Liana mumbled sleepily, face half-buried in the pillow, voice muffled and already tinged with warning. "It's too early."

"Mmm," Selene purred against the shell of her ear, arms already wrapping around Liana's waist, "You're so warm, baby. And my cock's so hard. You know what that means."

"No. No, I don't," Liana said flatly, squirming. "We went four times last night. You said, 'last one, I swear.' And I believed you, Selene. I believed you."

Selene only chuckled, hips grinding gently forward, her stiff cock gliding between Liana's cheeks, teasing her hole through the thin cotton of her sleep shorts.

"You know I lie when I'm horny."

"You lie all the time," Liana shot back, trying to sit up—but Selene held her tighter, kissed her shoulder, her neck, her jaw, each touch leaving a heated trail.

"Because I'm horny all the time," Selene whispered sweetly, her voice dropping into that low, dangerous tone that always melted Liana's resistance. "Come on. Just once. A quickie. I'll even make breakfast after."

"That's a lie too," Liana grumbled, but her thighs were already clenching together as Selene's fingers slipped under the waistband of her shorts.

She gasped when she felt the thick head of Selene's cock bare against her skin—already wet, already needy.

"Fuck—Selene," she hissed, cheeks burning, body betraying her.

"You're wet too, baby. Don't lie," Selene murmured as she nuzzled her hair aside, trailing kisses along her nape. "You always act like you hate it, but you squeeze me so tight every time."

"I don't hate it," Liana snapped, frustrated. "I just... have a body. And that body is exhausted."

But Selene was already nudging her legs apart, tugging the shorts down past her thighs, not even bothering to take them off completely. Just enough.

Just enough to slide in.

Liana bit her lip as Selene's cock pressed against her entrance, hot and heavy. One slow push, and the thick length began to disappear inside her inch by inch.

Liana's back arched involuntarily, a strangled moan tearing from her lips.

"Oh my god—slow down—"

"You can take it," Selene growled, voice laced with heat. "You always do."

And she was right.

Because Liana did take it. Every single time. Even when her legs were trembling and her voice was cracking from begging. Even when she swore she couldn't handle another round.

She took it.

Selene bottomed out with a deep groan, burying her entire cock inside Liana's tight, fluttering heat. Her hips rolled slowly, deliberately, letting her feel every drag, every stretch.

Liana clutched the sheets, breath ragged. "You're so—big—fuck, you're too much..."

"I know, baby," Selene moaned against her ear, starting to thrust faster now, hips slapping against her ass. "But you love it. You're mine. My perfect fucktoy in the morning."

"You're insane."

"And you're dripping."

Liana whimpered, hands gripping the pillows, her body already trembling as Selene pounded into her from behind. The bed rocked beneath them. Her thighs trembled. Her breath caught every time the head of Selene's cock kissed that spot deep inside.