COMPLETED ✔
"Damn she's thick." We both hear.
I move to step over towards him. Eureka holds my arm drawing my attention back on her. She gets on her tippy toes. I brace forwards to cut the gap between us. Eureka holds around my neck putting her fac...
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"Damn I look good."
I say to out loud to myself. It's in the evening the following day. I woke up super late and after brushing my teeth I'm analyzing myself in the bathroom mirror while taking pictures. Pictures I'm sure Kira will beg me to send him, once he sees them.
"You'd never know I had twins 6 months ago."
I wore the underwear I slept in last night, a cropped shirt and nothing else. So my nipples are peeking through. I snap a few more pictures biting my lip.
"Baby you look mouthwatering as usual."
Kira sneaks up behind me. He looks like he just finished working out. We both woke late today. Which makes sense because of our flight last night.
"Why thank you baby. Why didn't you wake me so I could workout too?"
I ask. Meeting his gaze in the mirror. He looks f>ckable and sweaty in a pair or shorts and soak t-shirt. Kira somehow can make sweaty look sexy with his muscles bulging, tall frame, woodsy lumberjack appearance, beard and long hair. Especially since his beard grew some more.
"You needed to sleep."
He smirks watching me watch him through the mirror. I bashfully do too. Looking at his chest, biceps. Edging down to his groin as he romoves his shirt. The patch of hair trailing lower hidden in his shorts, teases me as to what they lead to. I bite me lip as my eyes see he's already hard for me. The shorts can't contain all 9 inches of him.
"If you keep looking I might bend you over and fuck you right here."
"What's stopping you?"
It'snever good to tease Kira.
Who am I kidding I want him to do that. Bend me over, fuck me til I'm dripping with his seed. I can already see it, him getting rid of his shorts. Bending my body over the sink, holding my neck as he sheaths his thick dick inside me without warning. I'll moan and beg him to slow down but he won't. He'll punish me with his unrelenting thrusts.
"Fuck Detka. You're imaging it aren't you."
Mmmh. I nod.
"Bend me over and fuck me." I moan already dropping my phone.
Kira gives me this intense heaty look. Flaming hunger within his amber gaze. We stare at each for what feels like only a second before he goes into delivering what I asked for.
He bends me over the sink. Slapping my ass out of nowhere. I feel it jiggle for his eyes.
"This is what you want right Detka. To be f>cked like you're a slut not my wife huh?" He questions with each slap. I don't know if he really wants an answer, if he does I can't formulate one for the life of me right now.
"Well that's exactly what I plan to do. Don't you dare move." My husband groans out. His voice having a deepness that says I'm in for it. He's going to have me limping by the time today's over. I hear him leave the bathroom.
