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Beth closed her eyes and tried to focus on the feelings
taking over her body. She had to admit it did feel good as it pulled against
her skin. Her pussy dripped with her juices, anticipating Jack’s mouth licking
away at the chocolate.

Her toes tingled and butterflies danced playfully in her
stomach. She resisted the urge to cover her stomach with her hands. She’d only
succeed in messing with the hardening chocolate.

Dinners at the table would never be the same after this day.

She giggled when he applied the liquid on the inside of her
thigh.

“Does it tickle?”

“No, I’m just thinking how when we sit down for dinner in
the future I’ll be picturing myself on the table covered in chocolate. How will
we ever eat knowing what we did here?”

“Yes, I’ll always be imagining you sprawled out and me
licking every inch of you.”

“Fuck me, Jack.” The words slipped from her mouth. She knew
he wanted to take things at his pace, but she couldn’t resist the overwhelming
desire to have his cock filling her weeping pussy. She craved the feel of their
bodies intertwining, becoming one.

“You’ll have your fill, honey. Believe me.”

The emptiness was quickly replaced by the pressure and
warmth of his tongue gliding over her pussy lips.

“Ahh.” She sighed.

Now that was heaven.

“Delicious,” Jack said in between lapping up the chocolate
coating her clit.

Jolts of electricity soared through her. An orgasm was near.
She rolled her hips. His tongue caressed as it stretched up and down the length
of her lips. Jack inserted a finger into her soaked channel.

Beth squeezed the walls of her pussy, causing a viselike
grip on his digit. She clutched the sides of the table and continued rocking
her hips to the tempo he created with his tongue and finger.

Jack slipped another finger in. He opened and closed the
digits creating a scissor effect. It was all she could stand when he latched
his mouth on her clit and sucked the bud. Flashes of lightning flickered behind
her eyelids. Her body shook and shuddered as the climax steamrolled over her
body.

She returned her ass to the table as she began to settle
down from the overpowering feelings radiating over her. Jack never ceased to
amaze her. He continuously brought her to new and exciting heights in their sex
life.

“Stunning, Jack. Simply marvelous.”

Her fingers loosened their death-hold on the table and she
stretched her arms.

“Are you okay on the table? Do you want to go somewhere more
comfortable?”

“If you don’t mind. The hard wood is a bit much on my back.”

He offered his hand and helped her to a sitting position.

“I don’t want you uncomfortable.”

She slid off the table and he pulled her to the living room
where he had a blanket set up in front of the fireplace. Two glasses and a
bottle of wine awaited them.

“Is there anything you haven’t thought of?” Tears sprang to
her eyes. Jack truly had gone above and beyond the call of duty planning this
day.

She knew they needed the time together—alone. She’d never
imagined he’d plan such an incredible day.

“I’d do anything for you, Beth. You’re my one and only. The
love of my life. I want nothing more than to make you happy every single day of
our marriage.”

Pain tore through her when she thought about what she’d said
earlier and she knew she’d cut to the core with her insensitive statement. She
hadn’t meant to hurt him. She’d never meant anything by the declaration. It was
merely a slip of the tongue. Something someone said in jest. Jack hadn’t taken
it that way. He’d been hurt and his pain caused her pain.

She held out her hand.

“You know I love you more than the moon and sky, right?”

“Yes.”

“Your pain is my pain. I’m sorry for earlier.”

“It’s behind us. Let’s just enjoy our day. Before you know
it the kids will be home and this will only be a memory.”

“Until next time.”

“There’ll definitely be more days like today.”

Her heart warmed. They’d gotten through the ugly statement
she’d made. They’d be just fine. Beth decided to let go and cherish her
husband. She was one lucky woman.

 

Jack wished she’d let go of the whole conversation regarding
her use of the D word. It was water under the bridge. He definitely didn’t want
to think about it again. The idea of losing her would shatter his heart into a
million pieces. They say everyone has a soulmate somewhere out there in the big
world and he knew he had his.

They had to leave it behind and quit dwelling on it. Their
alone time was short and he planned on utilizing every moment he had with her.

“Why don’t you get settled on the blanket? I’m going to
finish devouring that chocolate and then…”

“What?” He watched her lick her lips in anticipation.

“You’ll see.”

Beth relaxed onto the blanket and Jack poured them each a
glass of the white wine. Embers crackled in the fireplace. Heat warmed their skin
keeping a chill from taking over. It wouldn’t matter in a few minutes. He
planned to have her body hot and sweaty before long.

“Let’s make a toast,” he said handing her a glass.

“To a fabulous day with my brilliant husband.”

“To many more days of cherishing each other.” They clinked
their flutes together and sipped from the Pinot.

“I’m not sure how this day could get any better.”

Jack settled into a sitting position next to his beautiful
wife.

“Don’t you worry about the little things. There’s always
room for improvement.”

She shrugged and took another sip of her wine.

“Do you remember when the kids were first born and we’d sit
in front of the fire after they’d gone down for the night?”

“How could I forget?” Jack brushed a strand of her hand
behind her shoulder. He leaned over and placed a kiss on her soft skin.

“All those nights we made love in front of a warm cozy fire.
It seems like a lifetime ago.”

“Oh honey, I’m going to bring you back in time and make you
feel like that part of our lives is now.”

“Please make love to me, Jack.”

Her eyes pleaded with him and there was nothing he wanted to
do more than cave. Shit, he needed to make love to her just as much, but she
had chocolate that needed to be removed and he wanted to build the excitement
so when he took her she’d be overcome with desire.

“Shhh.” He covered her lips with his finger and extracted
the glass from her hand. He placed the two glasses on the stone ledge.

“Relax,” he said, easing her down.

She allowed him to lay her gently on her back. Jack straddled
her and began the task of cleaning off the chocolate, one lick at time. He had
a destination in mind. His cock filling her hot, wet pussy.

He started with her nipple and before long he cleaned every
ounce off. He moved to her other one, where he lingered and teased the bud. She
wiggled under him and moaned more than once.

Her eyes pleaded with him, begging to end the silliness of
cleaning her and get down to business. He didn’t stop until she was totally
free of all the body paint.

“Not a drop left on you.” He admired his cleaning abilities.

“Does that mean it’s time to use this?” She wrapped her
fingers around his penis and he sighed.

“Soon.”

“Would soon become now, if I did this?” She sat up, bent
forward and swiped her tongue along the slit of his bulging cock.

His sac tightened, threatening to explode if she did it
again.

“Let me just get this little drop…”

Somehow she managed to wrap her lips around the crown of her
penis and lick the pre-cum from him.

When she released her hold he moved off her.

“Roll over,” he demanded. “And get up on all fours.”

He’d waited long enough. He had to fuck her. He’d release
this pent up lust that had built inside him all day. He planned to fuck her
nice and hard. Making love could wait until later.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Beth moved swiftly into a
doggie-style position. She stuck her ass high in the air, offering herself to
him. “Come on, Jack. Give me that hard cock.”

Jack grabbed hold of her hips. He guided his cock to her
opening. The tip of his penis was met with her juices, making his entrance
easy.

He slid in slowly until he filled her completely.

“Yes,” she cried.

He pulled back at a snail’s pace.

She pushed against him, forcing his manhood to fill her
again. That’s when he decided to give them both what they wanted.

His hands tugged on her hips, slamming deeper into her
channel. He moved back and forth. Her juice slicked his skin making his
movements seem effortless. She lifted her ass up and down, rocking in steady
rhythm with him.

He knew it wouldn’t be long before he released his seed into
her waiting cunt. He continued pounding, while she shouted his name over and
over.

“I can’t hold out any longer, Beth.” Jack had waited as long
as he possibly could. He slammed his body against hers, his sac swaying. The
walls of her pussy contracted, milking his cock for every last drop.

They collapsed on the blanket, each trying to catch their
breath.

“Oh, Jack. This has been such an incredible day. I’m going
to hate to see it end.”

He knew what she meant. They were able to have sex in any
room in the house today, if they liked. Tomorrow when the children returned it
would go back to sex late at night or early in the morning before either of the
kids woke. He didn’t love his life any less. He wouldn’t trade it for the
world.

A life of solitude would be a life of torture.

He leaned up on his elbow. Beth was gorgeous. Stunning
really. He loved her beautiful blue eyes and the way they lit up the room. Her
smile melted his heart and her body hadn’t changed, even after carrying two
children. Most women were jealous of her when they found out she’d carried two
big babies and still had a skinny body.

“I’m promising you now, this will be something we do on a
regular basis. Whether it’s monthly, quarterly, I’m not sure. I do know it will
happen more frequently. We can’t lose sight of us. If there isn’t an
us
there isn’t a family.”

“You’re so right. We’re the foundation holding the layers
together. We can never forget that.”

They grew silent as they considered each other’s expressions
of their relationship. They were words to live by as far as Jack was concerned.

“I love you, Beth.” He bent over and placed a soft kiss on
her lips.

“I love you too, Jack.” She inched closer and settled onto
his chest. Jack made himself comfortable on the blanket and cuddled his wife
closer. He was where he wanted to be. No one else in the world made him feel
this loved.

He couldn’t wait for their next rainy day together.

About the Author

 

From a very young age, Amber Skyze began making up stories—the
only child syndrome. Had anyone asked her back then if she would write when she
grew up, she’d have laughed. It wasn’t until raising children and reading all those
romances that she decided, hey, I can write these. Then she discovered erotica
and found her calling.

This New York transplant now resides in Rhode Island with
her husband (the inspiration behind her stories), three children—who force her
to work a day job—and three dogs. She’s thrilled to join the authors of
Ellora’s Cave.

 

Amber welcomes comments from readers. You can find her
website and email address on her
author bio page
at
www.ellorascave.com
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