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“We have what, ten minutes? Half an hour, maybe? You told me Chris said he was coming—”
“Fuck Chris and his fucking briefings.”
You know that’s more than enough. You don’t need more words between you two to know what you want.
You pull Leon’s pants and boxers down at the same time.
You feel him tense up a little when you start touching him, and you can’t help but let a little smile scape from your lips. After a few days without seeing Leon and, worse, barely hearing from him, you know you need to give him the welcome he definitely deserves.
You take his cock in your hands and, as you masturbate him, you take it into your mouth without giving it a second thought.
The guttural sound coming from your husband’s mouth is the sign you need to keep going.
You start playing around with the rhythm a bit. Even you’d started pretty fast, now you’re going much slower, taking your time with him. You pull his cock out and stroke it with your hands, teasing it and kissing it all the way down to the tip.
You don’t take your eyes off Leon even when he has his hand on your head, begging you to keep going. He has his eyes closed and his lips parted, and he can’t contain himself from praising you. His chest rises and falls quickly as you run your tongue over his tip, already savoring the precum.
He feels he’s about to come. He lets you know with the moans he doesn’t even bother to hide, which grow louder and louder.
“You’re going to make me come if you keep doing that…” he says, tilting his head back, followed by a groan. “I… don’t want to come that fast…”
Despite his pleas, that’s just another reason for you to want your husband to come right now.
You take his cock back into your mouth, puffing out your cheeks as you alternate your touch between what doesn’t fit in your mouth and his testicles. You lightly graze his cock with your teeth, making him moan your name too loudly. Instintively, desperation taking over him, he starts fucking your mouth while making a messy ponytail with your hair to guide have even more control of his movements..
“I’m dead serious… I’m going to cum now,” he insists again. “I just need you to slow down a bit… I’d like to cum in—”
He doesn’t have to say anything else.
After so many years of marriage, you know Leon completely, and sex is no exception.
You break contact with him, pulling away just as you hear a growl of frustration escape his lips, clearly because you’ve left him on the verge of an orgasm.
You know he’s going to say something, but you barely give him time to speak.
You place your hands on his chest and force him to sit on the edge of the bed so you can straddle him, almost as desperate as he is.
“So you’re wanted to ride me, huh?” he says as he helps you get on top of him, gently holding your waist. “If I’d known this is what was waiting for me when I got home… I would’ve found a way to come back sooner…”
You take his cock and guide it to your entrance, sitting down on it and screaming Leon’s name the moment you feel him filling you, just as he can’t help but growl under his breath.
Your husband buries his face in your tits without giving it a second thought. You notice that one of his hands is still on your waist, but the other leaves it to eagerly massage one of them.
“Leon, God… Fuck—” you whisper in his ear, leaning toward him as waves of pleasure completely take over you. The way he’s touching your nipples. The way he has your tits in his mouth… “Leon, please…”
Without stopping the wonders his tongue’s doing on your left nipple, he take one of his hands to your center, starting to trace imaginary figures over your clit.
“Fuck, love… I need you to come now…” he begs in a hoarse voice. You know he’s, once again, on the verge of coming. “If you only knew how many times I’ve jerked off these past few days thinking about you…”
He doesn’t take his focus off your tits. He continues to massage your clit, increasing his roughness though he eventually stops to grip your hips tightly with both hands, helping you to make your movements even faster.
“Leon…”
You rest your face against his neck. You can’t see him, but your husband can’t help but smile. He’s obsessed with your tits, and just the way you’re there, on top of him, close to him… He’s desperate to have them even more at his mercy to please you both.
He can’t help but let his desire take control: he begins to devour them clumsily, moving from one to the other, while his hands now slide down your waist straight to your ass, giving it a couple of slaps that make you moan loudly in surprise.
You wrap your arms around his neck, trying to find some stability, going as fast as you can to the point where you know it’s hard to keep going, but you need to since you feel your orgasm starting to build in your stomach.
“Leon… Leon, love…”
You force yourself to pull away from him a little.
He’s grinning from ear to ear, and he doesn’t take his eyes off you.
“Fuck… How much I’ve missed you…”
Leon lets out a moanas he turns his attention back to your tits.
“I’m close…”
That’s his sign to go even faster.
You slow your movements a little, but Leon’ now the one taking full control. He does it quickly, deeply, in that way he knows is more than enough to make your back arch and moan his name nonstop.
You feel Leon come inside you. A few seconds later, helped by his fingers roughly rubbing your clit, you come too.
Leon leans on his back, lying down on the bed, making you fall on top of him. He helps you lie down beside him, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you toward him, starting to kiss you all over your face.
“You tired?” he asks.
“I should be the one asking you that,” you reply, a smile forming in your lips shyly. You kiss him on the lips. “You tired?”
He shakes his head and pulls you closer to him.
“What? No. No way. I’d tell you we should rest, but… I’ve missed you so much, and honestly… I don’t care if Chris has to come. I’ve thought of a few things we can do tonight… and I know Redfield can wait. I just want to relax with my wife.”