Chapter 153: Harder!

Ryan's POV

I haven't touched my wife in three months. Our bundle of joy came then, the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and I did the most insane shit that day. I gave away a million dollars to strangers online. I felt fulfilled, nothing was more rewarding than that day.

Don't even get me started on what I felt when I held my daughter in my arms. I filled the hospital with gifts, my wife was already tired of me. I just couldn't not be extra.

Paparazzi patrolled outside the hospital, and it broke the Internet.

I barely went to work, the baby cried a lot. I swore we'll handle it without help but damn, we were barely getting any sleep. When I eventually made my wife accept external help so she could have time for herself, she was later grateful.

She added a bit, tits juicer, ass fatter. I liked it, but it didn't matter. I craved her, not her body. I craved her skin.

She seemed really happy but damn, I was a starved man. I know it sounds insensitive, but we used to have sex almost everyday. It's a hard transition.

That afternoon, I was in my study, since I made myself one and I heard her scream for the nanny to help with the baby that she wanted to take a shower. I had the worst thoughts of her naked but I fought them and tried to get back to work when she slipped right into my study.

I was actually working on something very important, and I had limited time to get it done.

“Hey, husband and father.” She teased, smiling. Her voice was so damn beautiful. Everything about her was.

I whipped my head up to stare at her, and wow.

“Hey… wow, you're dressed.” She had a robe on, but her hair was done and she applied little make up on her face.

She nodded, her smile still wide.

“Yeah, I didn't feel like myself for a long time and decided to. Do you think I look good?”

Fuck.

“Don't tease me like this. Yeah, you look amazing.” I absolutely wasn't sure I needed this, at least not now.

“Just that?” She cocked her head to the side, seemingly offended, but I really couldn't tell.

“You look beautiful, wifey.” My voice was strained.

“What about hot?” Don't I look hot?” I watched her release her robe and it dropped to the floor. I let out a weak grunt. She was stark naked, and she was seducing the fuck out of me. Her full tits bounced, even as she stood, staring at me.

I almost stood up and charged at her like a wounded animal with every intention to have her, but I tried to control myself.

Jesus Christ.

“What's this?”

“What do you mean by that?” She asked, approaching me. Her bare pussy was beautiful, so inviting.

“What are you trying to do, Wifey? I have work.”

“You haven't fucked me in three months. I've been waiting for you for a while now but you didn't make a move. Now I let go of my pride and you still don't want to touch me? I don't believe that.”

I loved the fact that she knew the effect she had on me. I'm fucked. I'm so fucked.

She approached me, then helped herself to the desk in front of me. She jumped on it and sat down, staring down at my now hungry looking face. Her tits. I wanted to suck them so badly.

I wanted to kiss her lips, like literally maul her on that desk, but I didn't want to hurt her, especially now that she was offering. I know all about postpartum. I've been reading a lot about certain things since I met her.

She eyed me, then we locked eyes as she spread her legs wide like she had been practicing. She dared me to look down, to look right at what was waiting for me, as our eyes locked. I failed, I looked. The prettiest pussy, inches away from my face, begging to be taken.

Fuck. Fuck. I got up hastily, flung out all the stupid papers from the desk and went back to my seat. I pulled it closer to her and when I got near enough, I pressed my face right where I had been dying to have it since forever.

She smelled divine, and the first swipe of my tongue over her clit made me go crazy.

She shuddered beneath me, giving me unimaginable power. I grabbed her by her hips, spread her even wider then went deeper. She cried out but she was trying too hard to muffle it.

She didn't make it far, as I tongue fucked her to ruins. I made a mess of her pussy and she squirted all over my face and desk, breathing hard. I licked everything, then I went right back.

Bold of her to try to push me away when she came to seduce a very starved man. She was confusing us, pushing and pulling me back. When I came up just to stare at her face, she was clearly having the best time, so I went back down there. She tasted so good. Eating my wife's pussy will forever be my best meal.

When I made her come for the second time, tears had already ruined her silly makeup that she barely needed.

“Just look at you, such a damn mess, huh.”

She was speechless, she just stared at me in awe. I know, I shocked her every time we came together, but of course I wasn't done with her. All that eating made me excruciatingly hard, and I needed to expel it all.

I reached for my panties but she slapped my hands away to do it herself, and when I felt her hands on my dick as she grabbed it and began to stroke slowly, I threw my head back. I was going to explode, so I pulled her closer, grabbed her by her throat and began to disappear right inside her.

Damn, she felt warm, like home as she squeezed my cock with her tight pussy. Her whimpers and moans were unmistakable, her beautiful eyes going haywire such a damn turn on.

I tried to resist the urge, to not fuck her like I was possessed, but I couldn't help it and my wife, so damn freaky, she loved everything I gave to her.

“Don't stop!”

“If you reduce the pace I'll fucking kill you!”

“Ryan, I'm dying! Fuck!”

“I can't take it anymore..”

“Harder! Harder!”

She was so vocal, and she made me lose my mind. After making her come one more time, I shot everything that I had accumulated for three months deep inside her. Seems she might expect another baby soon, because apparently, I couldn't stop.

I fucked her again, and again and again. She was so damn exhausted and she looked crazy, her hair over the place, but her smile wide as she pulled me to her and kissed me.

“I'll always love you.”

“I love you too.” We were completely breathless. It was a shocker that we both didn't fall unconscious.

The cries of a child filled the house then and she almost cried.

“Oh Goddamit!” She cursed. “Why are babies such crybabies?”