Let's Work Hard

WARNING MATURE CONTENT: You've been warned despite this message being underused for a while now. Are y'all ready? Those blood banks are waiting for you to donate some blood.

"Dad, I have something urgent to attend to. Yeah, I'll talk to you later. I mean, I'll see you later at the airport. Yeah, bye." Jason hurriedly ended the call and gave his wife his full attention. She reached to the back of her head, pulled off her butterfly clip, and let her hair flow down her back.

He flipped his phone upside down and placed it on the cabinet. To avoid any disruptions, he activated silent mode on his phone. Then, he turned around and watched his wife's slow teasing movements.

Instead of taking immediate action, she traced the collar of her robe and slid her fingers to the knot on her waist. Exerting a little strength, the ribbon loosened and her belt was untied. The first piece of clothing to be discarded was her new robe that covered parts of her thigh - not much skin at all.

A smooth whistle reverberated the room. Jason rested on his elbow on the cabinet by the bed. His robe spread open in a deep V shape, revealing parts of his bare upper body. With the dimmed lights in the room, a sneak peek of his eight-pack became a delicious sight in Selina's view. The loosened robe hung sloppily on his shoulder, barely sticking to his toned body.

She wondered, 'Am I really the one seducing him? Or is he enticing me instead?'

Back to her planned thoughts, she left the robe on the floor. She heard a distinct gasp from his lips when he saw one of his white dress shirts on her petite body. There was a sheen of water on her collarbones making it look exquisitely inviting to him - he wanted to devour it. The top few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing her soft curves.

Through the sheer material, he could see the shape of her taut, red nipples, waiting for him to suck on it. The tip of his tongue curled instantly, eager to taste her. Perhaps the shower she took was too hot, her porcelain skin appeared slightly pink. Her ears shaded pinker than usual, causing an itch on his lips. The desire to conquer every part of her body only increased as she continued her naughty play.

"Hubby...If you keep staring, I wouldn't be able to continue." She murmured in protest to his hunger-filled eyes. If this continued, she would jump right into his arms and kiss him.

"Oh? Then where should I be staring if not at you?" His dangerously low voice hinted at his hidden drive to trap her under him. A wild thought engraved his mind, deepening his gaze.

Before she could respond, he already made his way in front of her. His arms circled her slim waist, pressing his erect shaft to her soft thighs. Due to the lighting effect, he couldn't tell whether she wore panties or not. Now, he got his answer.

"No panties, hmm. Quite bold of you, wifey." He lowered his hand between her thighs and dragged his fingertips along her pelvic, nearing her vaginal lips. Like the annoying paper cuts that linger a ticklish itch on the fresh wound, his fingers wished to penetrate her, but it wasn't time for that yet.

He continued slow pacing consecutively on her thighs. Selina's legs surrendered to the continuous stimulation, trembling like a newborn deer. She wrapped her arms around his neck and bit her lower lip.

"No...No... Ah... You can't touch yet..." Unknowingly, her hands pulled on his robe, letting it fall from his body. He closed the distance between his lips and her sensitive ears. Blowing a breath to her ear, he nibbled her earlobe in great pleasure.

"Exactly where am I touching? Wifey, I won't know unless you make it clearer." He chuckled.

Her breathing quickened as his lips tickled her ear. A gasp escaped her mouth, not to her own will. "You...you're doing this on purpose!"

Drawing kisses southward, he marked her neck with light-colored hickeys, not giving her the full pleasure she loved. It was his type of revenge for her slow teasing from earlier. Now, it was her turn to feel what he felt while seeing her strip.

"I don't understand what you mean, wife." His lips arched faintly, but she still heard the low chuckle he hummed.

His finger stroked in deadly slow movements, each time knocking his knuckle against her wet folds. The more he moved his hand upwards, the more his knuckle parted her vagina. Gradually, his finger straightened and teasingly traced the outline of her private. The wetness from her entrance lingered on his fingers leaving a clear residue on his skin.

He lifted his hand and licked the liquid from his finger. "Sweet." Without any warning, he brought her to bed. His knee separated her legs as she lied beneath him with tears in her eyes. Her hair disheveled, her lips slightly parted and her breathing was inconsistent.

Leaning on his elbow against the bed, he started unbuttoning the rest of the shirt. As he reached the last button, he heard a groan break free from her mouth. She couldn't take the teasing anymore! She pulled the shirt off herbed and pinched his chin with her hand. Before he could process what she's done, her lips were smashed against his, aggressively rubbing against his.

She thrust her tongue out as their kiss deepened. He tried steadying his posture but failed as she climbed on top of him and pushed him down without breaking their kiss. She licked, tangled, and sucked his tongue like he had taught her before. Near the end of the kiss, she naughtily grind her raw pussy against his shaft, warming it up with her love juice.

Her eyes smiled dangerously matching the way her tongue-shaped her swollen lips. Her hair scattered on one side of her shoulder as she closed into his ears and whispered. "Now, do you know what you were getting yourself into? Hubby." The low laugh she hinted delivered shivers down his spine, but he loved her dominant side.

"No. I would love a demonstration from you, honey." He held her crimson-shaded cheeks, followed by pulling her in for another longing kiss.