“Normally, I’d be making you rethink that little demand, but since I’m agreeable with your plan, I’ll allow it.” She climbed onto the bed.
“Be right back.” He rushed into the master bathroom.
Leah grabbed the shoebox and knocked off the top, digging around in it and finding the chain she used to use all the time to hook onto his nipple rings. She quickly tucked it under the pillows she had propped up for her to lean against.
She dug around some more and found some gel that warmed the skin and then when you blew on it, cooled it. It was specifically for oral play. She threw that on the comforter. She also pulled out the ostrich feather.
She left the cuffs and the other toys in the box, covered it and put it on the nightstand close by, just in case they were inspired to play again after he got home from his shift. Though, as tired as she’d been lately, she might not be awake when he came home.
Which was a good reason to take advantage of their time now.
The water began to run in the large Jacuzzi tub. The tub they hardly used because they didn’t have time to lounge around and soak. Instead, they usually showered before or after work. It sounded like he didn’t open the faucet all way, which meant they didn’t have to rush and worry about the tub overflowing.
Leah leaned up against the pillows she’d stacked, and spread her legs wide with her knees bent. She grabbed the sensitizing lube, and after opening it, dabbed it onto her clit. Immediately, it began to stimulate her and heat up.
Oh yeah. They needed to keep it within arm’s reach in the nightstand. She forgot how good that stuff was. Her pussy clenched tight as her clit got even hotter.
As he was coming back into the room, she rubbed some of the cherry-flavored gel on each nipple as he watched.
His blue eyes darkened and his cock, which was once again hard as a rock, flexed. He grabbed it and began to stroke. “Keep touching yourself.” His voice was a little hoarse and his Adam’s apple jumped as she did as he demanded.
The power during sex went back and forth between them. He knew what turned her on and she knew the same about him.
She knew his limits and he knew hers. In the beginning, they had spent a lot of time exploring those limits. It was nice to have a trustworthy partner to do that with.
And she trusted Marc.
Not from the moment they first met. Hell no. He’d been an unapologetic misogynist and believed that women didn’t belong in law enforcement. She had to work hard and stay even stronger during her time with him as her Field Training Officer to prove otherwise. Not only show she could do her job as well as any other male in the profession, but she was an equal, that she could be his partner during and outside of work.
When he finally trusted her, she finally trusted him.
Completely.
They also found that their strong attraction to each other was much more than sex. Though, the sex was awesome, too. More than awesome. Their sexual desires were perfectly in sync. She’d never had that before. Neither had he.
She kept circling both nipples, the tips hard, the warmth from the gel spiraling through her, through her belly and down to her warm clit.
She released one nipple and touched her clit, making everything on her twitch.
“Marc,” she whispered, turning her eyes to him. She might come without him. In the second trimester, she was always hornier than usual. That was why she kept a vibrator in the nightstand on her side of the bed. Okay, more than one. She had a variety for when Marc was working opposite shifts and she needed to take off the edge. But she usually had to wait until the boys were sleeping soundly.
However, this morning they could get loud and not worry about being interrupted or heard.
Yessss...
Marc moved to the end of the bed, still stroking his cock intently, his eyes glued to her finger circling her pulsating clit. Trickles of arousal tickled her folds.
She pointed to a nipple. “Taste these before that.” Her demand sounded throaty and his hand moved even faster. “Don’t you dare come. I have plans for that.”
He grimaced, immediately released his cock, moved onto the bed and to her side. As she continued to play with one dark pink nipple, he sucked the other deep, scraping it with his molars, the heat of his mouth on the gel creating a pleasurable burn against her flesh. She groaned and pressed harder against her clit, using two fingers now.
He knocked her hand away from her other nipple and took that one into his mouth, heating it up, then he blew lightly on the tip and a shiver went through her as his breath created a cooling sensation. He went back and forth from one nipple to the other, and the one that was lacking attention from his mouth was between his two fingers as he twisted and pulled, drawing a guttural groan from her.
She wanted to throw her head back, close her eyes and just concentrate on the sensations surging through her. Instead, she kept them focused on her husband because he kept his ice blue eyes tipped to her.
So damn gorgeous.
Her toes curled and her muscles became tight as her orgasm built.
He was not gentle with her nipples. He licked, sucked and bit the flesh, not caring if it left marks, driving her to where he wanted to take her. Where she wanted to go.
Then she arrived.
He did not let up as her hips surged and her climax made her gasp and release her sensitive clit. Digging her fingers tightly into his hair, she pulled his head off her breast and pushed it down her body.
He didn’t even hesitate. He settled between her bent legs and immediately put his mouth on her even before the last ripple disappeared.
She brushed her thumbs over the now overly-sensitive nubs of her nipples as he sucked and flicked his tongue between her legs and used his breath to both heat and cool her clit, which was still affected by the gel.
Once again, an intense wave rushed through her and she cried out his name. She cupped her breasts, kneading, and he sucked her gently once the second orgasm was done.
Her body went weak and loose as if she was a marionette whose strings were cut. She simply breathed as Marc pressed his forehead to the top of her mound, his breath also very ragged.
Until it wasn’t.
He sucked in a sharp breath and jerked as if someone had shocked him. “Uh... I know that’s not your tongue licking my balls right now.”
They both glanced at the end of the bed to see Trouble, their one-year-old female Mastiff, with her two big front paws on the bed and looking quite pleased with herself.
“What the fuck!” Marc shouted and scrambled away from her and off the bed. “Gross.”
Leah smothered her snort as she dropped her head back to the pillow. “Sooo, is now an appropriate time to remind you that besides baby number three, it was you who also wanted beast number two? That’s what you get.”
“Trouble, get out!” He pointed to the door. The Mastiff took her time lumbering in that direction, so he grabbed her collar and pulled her along faster. As soon as he pushed her out of the room, he slammed the door shut and turned. “Menace is old. Having Trouble will ease the pain when he... goes.”
“For you or the boys?”
“For all of us. I know they sleep in bed with you when I’m doing a late shift. I find dog hairs in the sheets. Not to mention slobber on my pillows.”
“You’ve got an active imagination, you know that? That doesn’t happen. That’s your slobber.”
“Now who’s lying? I’m going to check the tub since I’m up.” He disappeared into the bathroom and was back in a flash, his bobbing erection looking a bit painful. “We have time.”