Mother Faker

The fucking things I want to do to this woman. She wants me to show her how obsessed I am? I’m not sure she’s ready for that. But my cock is so hard it’s weeping for her, and if she’s asking for proof of how attracted I am to her, then I won’t waste this opportunity.

“Dry off. I want you on all fours on the bed. Ass up in the air, Livy, waiting for me.”

With her pupils blown out, she licks her lips. “Okay.”

Holding out a hand, I help her stand, and when she immediately curls in on herself like she’s trying to hide from me, I huff and snatch a towel from the stack under the sink. I wrap her in it and pull her close so she can feel the length of my cock against her, the hardness.

“This is what your body does to me,” I whisper, taking handfuls of her ass and pulling her tighter against me. “I never lose my mind. I’m controlled in everything I do. My day—hell, my life—is planned meticulously.” I squeeze her flesh. “But you… you make it so I can’t think straight. This ass, this body, every fucking glorious inch of you makes me ache. Makes me insane with possession. I almost beat up some man with a smooth voice on your phone because I thought he was interested in you.”

She giggles. “His name is Joe Arden, and you should be jealous. He’s very swoony.”

Angling back, I arch a brow and press my lips together.

She grabs my ass and tugs me closer. “But you’re swoonier.”

I growl and nip at her shoulder. I can’t stop biting her, marking her. Like I’m an animal and my need for her can’t be quelled. More. More. More. That’s all that keeps beating through my chest.

Grasping her wrist, I bring her hand to my chest, allowing her to feel the rhythm. “That’s not all you do to me,” I murmur, grinding my hips against her. “My heart beats for you, Livy. I’m fucking crazy about you.”

Her expression softening, she fixates on the way my hand is splayed over hers, at the evidence of the truth of my words.

I’m on the cusp of saying something I can’t take back when she offers me a devilish grin. “Don’t take too long, baby.” With that, she pecks my lips and rushes out of the bathroom.

I don’t allow my mind to focus on the fact that she’s running from our true feelings, because my wife is about to get on all fours, and I have waited years to see that bare ass.

The late afternoon sun casts my beautiful wife in a soft light as she perches on the bed, waiting for me. I bring my fist to my mouth and bite down. “Goddamn… that ass is perfection,” I mutter. So fucking big and round I don’t know where to begin. I want to run my tongue down the expanse of it. Knead it and squeeze it. Spank her for allowing anyone else near her. I want to own this ass. And one day, let’s be honest, I want to fuck it.

Liv wiggles back and forth, making my decision for me. Damn, my need for her is insatiable. Sauntering up behind her, I grasp one hip and run my free hand in a circle over her right cheek. After giving it a good caress, I pull back and give it a light tap. When she whimpers, my already heated blood simmers and my dick throbs.

“You like that, Livy?” I ask, emboldened by her response. “You like being on display for your husband?”

With her face buried in the sheets, she lets out a muffled “no… yes… maybe.”

I smack her again, a little harder this time.

She moans. “Please.”

Lowering until my face is between her legs, I lick a line between her lips. Holy fuck, she’s delicious. She writhes beneath my tongue, but I hold her hips steady and dive in again, then out, fucking her with my tongue.

Panting, she breathes out, “Yes, baby, right there.” Fuck. The pet name does me in. Never in my life have I wanted to be someone’s baby, but God, on Liv’s lips, when she’s begging and panting and pleading for me, there is no better sound. There’s no limit to what I’d do to be this woman’s baby.

“Please, Beckett, fuck me.” She bucks against me again.

But I hold her still and stand up straight. “I’ve waited years to eat this pussy, years to taste you. I’m gonna do this until you’re ready to pass out. How many orgasms do you think you can take before that happens?”

She pushes herself up on her elbows and glares at me over her shoulder. “Cock tease.”

With a dark chuckle, I rub myself against her. “This what you want?”

She bites her lip and nods.

“Don’t move,” I grit out. Quickly, I shuck my shorts. Once it’s free, my cock bobs between us, hard and heavy. I give it a good tug while she watches, licking her lips like she can’t control the reaction. With her eyes still on me, I grip the base and slap her pussy hard with it.

She gasps and coats me in wetness, gushing for me. “Good girl.” Crouching again, I take a deep inhale and lick up every delicious drop. “Can I do it again?”

“Yes, please.” Her words are hoarse, almost pained, she’s so needy.

I give her ass a good caress, then bring my hand down swiftly. The crack echoes in the quiet room, and her skin turns red almost instantly.

“Holy fuck,” she murmurs.

The words are barely out of her mouth before I’m spanking her pussy with my cock again and then licking up her desire.

We continue this spanking and slapping, alternating between her ass and her pussy. I haven’t even touched her clit, and she’s already crying out and shuddering at the lightest touches. Like she’s been waiting for this her entire life.

“Please, please, please,” she chants as she spasms the next time my cock makes contact with her lips.

So fucking hot and desperate for her taste, I slide my tongue inside her. God damn. I nearly pass out when her pussy pulses around it. But it’s not enough for her. She needs more.

Rubbing her ass with one hand, I slide my fingers between her lips, splaying her open for me. Then I slide one finger in and curl it so I can massage her G-spot. “I want you to squirt for me, Livy. I want your cum all over my face. Then and only then will I give you this cock. Can you do that for me? Can you drench me?”

Her ass writhes in the air as she fucks my hand and my face. I love every fucking second of it. My cock is crying at this point, begging for her warm cunt. I work her harder, faster, and when she screams through her third orgasm, my cock spasms in anticipation. Pulse pounding in my ears, I slide beneath her, holding her thighs so she can’t squirm away. When I’m in position, I suck her clit hard, forcing her to ride my face. Lost to her orgasm, Liv doesn’t try to pull away. She does nothing but soak my face and thrash above me, giving me exactly what I begged her for.

“Oh my God, oh my God,” she chants.

I lick her clean as promised and squeeze her thighs.

With a huff, she throws herself to one side so she’s flat on her back, her arms and legs splayed. I crawl up her body, one hand on the mattress on either side of her, and take her mouth in a searing kiss. Even though I taste like her, she doesn’t pull back. No, she fucking moans into the kiss.

“That was…” she murmurs against my lips.

“You did amazing, Livy.” I hover above her, taking in how gorgeous she looks, her skin flushed and her eyes glassy with desire. “I’m so proud of you.”

She bites her lip. “I want to return the favor.”

“It wasn’t a favor,” I growl. “It was a delicacy. I could eat you all day and not get tired.” I nip her lips, then peruse her naked body, taking in her large breasts, which I’ve yet to focus my attention on. “Fuck, these are amazing.” I drop down and lathe one nipple while rubbing circles around the other. “Do you have any idea how amazing your tits are?” I squeeze both and peer up at her.

She drops her head to one side so I can’t see her expression.

Grazing over one nipple with my thumb, I pull back just a little. “Look at me, Livy. Look at how obsessed I am with you.”

Her brown eyes find mine, and she smiles softly. “I’m just…”

“Perfect,” I finish for her, dropping my hips until I’m cradled between hers. “Beautiful. Delicious. I could go on and on.”

She laughs lightly, but the sound is a little hesitant. “You don’t have to keep saying those things. I’m going to fuck you either way.”

Her comment makes my lungs seize. How the fuck doesn’t she see what she’s doing to me?

“I do have to say them. You’re my wife.” I squeeze her tit a little too forcefully, and she whimpers. “You deserve to be worshipped, Livy.” I back off and caress her flesh. “I’m just the lucky bastard who gets the honor of doing it. I actually can’t not say these things, because it’s how I feel. I look at you, and God, Liv, I turn into a goddamn animal. I have to have you.”

“Beckett,” she pants, already rubbing her warm, drenched pussy against my cock. So needy again.

“Yes, wife? Is there something I can do for you?”

“Your cock. I need your cock.”

The sound of those dirty words on her lips… Fuck, it’s perfect.

“Condom,” I grit out, rapt in the way her heat envelops me as I slide my cock between her lips.

She rubs against me again. “On the pill, and I’ve been checked. You?” Her words come out breathy, making me wonder if this is just the lust talking.

“Open your eyes, Livy. Look at me.”

She obeys, stilling beneath me.

“I’ve never been bare inside anyone… But with you, that’s what I want… but only if you want it.”

I’ve never trusted another woman like this. I’ve never given another woman the opportunity to trap me—never risked the chance of a kid with anyone. But with Liv? Fuck, I’d probably be the one doing the trapping if given the opportunity.

Pressing her warm palm to my cheek, she rubs her thumb against my lips. “Fuck me bare, Beckett. Take whatever you want. I’m yours.”

The last semblance of my control snaps at those words. I reach between us and guide my cock to her entrance. With an even thrust, I push into her, taking her one fucking inch at a time. I don’t watch her pussy suck my cock in; no, my focus is locked on her face. The way her eyes go hazy. How her teeth sink into her plump bottom lip. The soft moan that vibrates between us and the way she gasps my name like it’s a prayer. “Beckett.” Nothing but a whisper between us.

Unable to stop myself, I dip down and take her lips, all while her hot pussy squeezes me, holding steady when I reach the depths of her, reveling in the feel of her wrapped around me so tightly. Her lips, her fucking pussy, but more than any of that, her heart. I feel it, feel every ounce of this moment between us, my heart pounding in rhythm with hers.

And then, before I go and say the words that have been on the tip of my tongue for far too long, I move. Propping myself up on my forearms, I pull out and slam back in. Her tiny gasps get lost in my kisses.

She snakes her arms around my neck and pulls me closer, until we’re chest to chest, her tits bouncing beneath me every time I pound into her.

“So perfect. So fucking good,” I murmur in time with our movements.

Our words are lost between grunts and breaths. In no time, the telltale tug in my balls signals my impending release. “I’m going to come. Let me get you off one more time.” With one of her hands grasped in mine, I drag it between us, but she pulls away, gripping my ass and forcing me closer.

“I just want to feel you against me. Please,” she begs.

“Anything for you.” I don’t stop, but I limit my movements. My thrusts now are short. She wants me close, so that’s the way I stay. “Where do you want it, Livy?”

She bites her lip, her eyes wide and filled with desire, but she doesn’t answer.

With a press of my lips, I kiss her deep. “Don’t hesitate. Just tell me where you want my cum. On your face?”

She scrunches her nose, and I can’t help but laugh. That’s a no.

“Your mouth?” I lick at her lips.

She sighs against me, then finally, she whispers, “On my pussy.”

My cock swells at the thought. Fuck. I pull out and strangle my dick for a second, holding back my orgasm so I can memorize the way she looks right now.

Liv’s full focus is set on me. Her expression so patient, so trusting, while she waits for me to paint her skin. She’s glowing, her lips puffy, her cheeks pink.

“So fucking pretty,” I whisper as I slap my cock against her pussy. Her responding gasp spurs me on, so I slap it again. That’s all it takes to send her hurtling over the edge again, her body thrashing and taking me along with her. My orgasm takes over, and I come in long spurts, coating her swollen clit.

Because I can’t resist, I rub it in, sliding two fingers inside her, angling until she’s squeezing my fingers and coming a final time.

“Holy shit,” she mutters as she comes down from her high.

“Just getting started, Livy,” I murmur as I kiss her softly. “Just getting started.”