Chapter 1: The Tease Before the Hold
Elena lounged against the silk sheets, her eyes sparkling with challenge as Marcus approached. "Darling, you look like a man with a plan. But we both know who really runs this bedroom."
Marcus smirked, shedding his shirt. "Plans change when your wife's ass looks that inviting. Ready to test my grip?"
"Grip? Please. Last time you tried holding me down, I had you begging by round two. What's the wager tonight?" she shot back, rolling onto her stomach but propping up on elbows, strong and unyielding.
He climbed over her, hands firm on her shoulders. "No wager. Just your wet pussy dripping for my hard cock. Feel that?" His fingers traced her curves, finding her already slick.
Elena laughed, witty and sharp. "Horny much? Your cock's twitching like it's starving. But if you want prone bone, earn it—don't just pin me like a rookie."
Panting, he pressed her down, her body yielding yet pushing back with equal fire. He slid in from behind, cock hard and throbbing as it filled her dripping pussy. She moaned, ass arching, but her voice stayed commanding. "Deeper, husband. Make me cum while you hold me."
Sweating, they moved in rhythm—his grip unyielding, her strength matching every thrust. "Blowjob later if you last," she teased between gasps. He pounded harder, her pussy clenching as she came first, cum mixing with their heat. The explosive finish built, his cock pulsing deep while she panted commands: "Don't stop—own it."
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