Smex Scene Sunday

NYT Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan and USA Today Bestselling Author Chelle Bliss brings you two inked-filled and spicy, contemporary novels plus two never-before-seen short stories set in their same world that revisits some of their favorite characters.

Today’s scene is from Inked Fantasies (A Men of Inked Bonus Short Story) by Chelle Bliss

City and Suzy have been married for over a decade and their children consume much of their lives. Joe thinks they need a night away to reignite their flame, living out one of Suzy’s fantasies, they embark on an evening of carnal pleasure. I put the scene under a spoiler tag because it’s a wee bit toasty for Sunday morning. :)

[spoiler show=”SPOILER”]“Last chance to change your mind.”

“Never,” she breathed against my mouth. “I want you.”

“I own you tonight,” I told her. “I’ve never wanted anything more than I want you right now.”

“I’m yours.” She smirked, jutting those tits closer to my face.

I backed away and pushed the door open, waiting for her to step inside before I followed her inside the suite. She squealed quietly when she saw the champagne and food. It was typical Suzy, but also a little Vivian too, and I couldn’t hide my happiness.

I sat down and stared at my wife, watching her fidget and not knowing what to do next.

“I want to see your natural beauty. Strip for me.” She started to pull down the strap of her dress, but I stopped her. “In front of me,” I told her and pointed at the floor near my feet. Leaning back, I didn’t take my eyes off her as she pulled down away from her dress wearing nothing but delicate black lace panties and a matching bra.

“Closer.” She shuffled her feet across the carpeting, moving with more grace than usual.

“You like this?” she asked, running her hand across her stomach. “You want a piece of this, big boy?”

I couldn’t stop the corner of my mouth from twitching. Even though Suzy had lost much of her innocence, her attempt at being a sexy, high-class prostitute didn’t fit, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. I loved the frisky side of my wife. She was stepping outside of the box and her comfort level, which wasn’t easy for her even if it was her fantasy.

I reached forward, tucking my fingers inside the waistband of her skimpy underwear and pulled her toward me. She crashed against me, and her breasts practically fell into my face as she stumbled forward. In one quick movement, the lace dissolved in my fingers and fell away from her body.

“I want all of you,” I growled softly in her ear. She shivered and let out a small, deep moan. “Whatever pleases you.”

I grabbed her around the waist and easily lifted her into the air. Her lips smashed down on mine as I carried her toward the bed, and she slid her tongue against mine. I dug my fingertips into her skin, wanting more than I could get in this position and swallowing her needy groans as our tongues worked together feverishly. Leaning forward, I placed her gently on the bed and tried to pull my lips away from hers.

Her arms slid across my shoulders, locking behind my head and holding me to her.

“Baby, I wanna taste you,” I murmured against her lips. “I need your mouth,” she replied, tightening her hold. “My mouth needs your sweet, greedy pussy.” With those words, she released her grip and spread her legs, relaxing into the mattress. Starting at the swell of her breasts, I kissed a path down to her stomach and paused just long enough to savor her scent and softness before I settled between her legs to feast.

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