She cried out, her pussy clamping down hard on my cock as she soaked me in her juices.
I kept pumping into her, more out of control now, until I followed her with a roar.
“Jesus Christ,” I said as I collapsed on top of her.
“Can’t.” She wheezed. “Breathe.”
I chuckled and propped myself onto my elbows.
“Jesus,” she gasped. “You’re so damn heavy.”
“And so damn gone for you it’s a little bit crazy,” I agreed.
“I like your kind of crazy, Piers,” she said. “Want to tell me what you did tonight?”
“Not really.”
“Wives can’t be forced to testify against their husbands,” she teased.
“I know. But the less you know, the better. I don’t want to scare you away.”
“I don’t think much could,” she murmured as I pulled away.
“I think I’d rather you not know all my secrets,” I continued. “When do you want to get married?”
She stood up, and I shamelessly watched my come slide down her inner thigh.
I scooped it up before it could hit the floor and rubbed it into her ass.
She watched me over her shoulder, her hands still planted in the bed, and said, “Why is that so hot?”
I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom, walking directly into the shower with her.
She squealed when I turned the faucets on and stepped under the cold spray.
“Piers! That’s just wrong!” she cried. “Why would you be so mean?”
“Because my kid’s going to come home, because there’s no way that she’ll go to the mall looking like she did. And I don’t want to be fucking you so loud that she can hear. We can get a bit out of…control.”
Out of control was an understatement.
Silver was very loud and I loved it, but I didn’t want my kid to have to hear us if I could help it.
“Okay, okay.” She sighed. “Now…about Mexico.”
“How do you feel about Hawaii instead?” he countered. “It’s in the US. No cartels that are going to snatch y’all off the beach at your resort. Plus, you don’t need a passport, and Audric owns a house there.”
“Audric owns a house there?” she gasped.
“He does, and says that you can use it if y’all want. It’s right on the beach, and a perfect getaway,” I explained, hoping that she would agree.
She sighed. “It’s on the beach?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“Then I’m sure that’ll be perfectly fine with everyone. I’m all about saving money.”
I decided not to admit that it’d be ten times more expensive getting her to Hawaii instead of Mexico. Flights to Hawaii were outrageous. Plus, everything cost ten times more in Hawaii than it did in Mexico. However…what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.
