Chapter SIXTY SEVEN

　　"Oh, just six teeny, tiny, minutes." I sing out in an airy tone. "Do you think you can control yourself for a full seven minutes, husband?" I breathe out, liking how it sounds as it rolls off the tip of my tongue

　　 "Are you trying to unman me?" His jaw ticks. 

　　"Would it only take six minutes?" I raise an eyebrow, running my hand down my torso between my breasts. 

　　"Fuck.." He breathes out, "Are you sure you want this tonight? Do you want me to fill you with my hands caressing every inch of your tempting body after-"

　　"I'll be yours to use for your enjoyment. My body is yours to use however you please." I breathe with excitement. 

　　His jaw locks, his eyes don't leave my breasts and every muscle in his delicious body tenses. I straddle him, "Your six minutes start now."