Craving the Crown A Romance Novel About Love Across the Multi-Verse written by: Lizee

INTRODUCTION: CHAPTER ONE: Eliza B. Reemer- wifey- P.O.V Rod Reemer. "I must be Oscar Proud, because you look like a snack" Eliza says to me. It is one of her best, cheesy pickup lines, also...I am convinced it is her favorite one to use. But, f**k me, hook, line, and sinker because it got me tore up over this 5 foot nothing bombshell. Her gorgeous brunette hair flows perfectly down her back; nearly to her cute ass, which she is obviously showing off in that dress. I realize she has me mesmerized as i gaze upon her lovely eyes of crystal blue with a tint of grey; that is barely noticeable at first. She bites her lip as she is watching me, and. I realize I want her to bite me instead. I gotta calm these thoughts, I can feel my c**k stirring in my pants, not something I want to have on display for all at the bar to see. ~Rod Reemer~hubby~ Eliza P.O.V ~Rod~ "I am just gonna say a girls c**k is always lubey, it is like looney, but better!"~ Rod Reemer-Tall 6 foot or so; a head full of hair that falls perfectly to frame his strong handsome face. With those eyes that capture me in their gaze of the brightest teal I have ever seen in my life! and perfectly chiseled abs and gorgeous, smooth, gently tanned skin, giving him a perma-tan. Then he turns away, only for a moment, long enough for you to take notice of that sexy ass that looks like a snack made just for you to devour. ~Eliza B. Reemer~ wifey. {END OF INTRODUCTION} CHAPTER 1 "Honey, I made reservations at the restaurant for 8:00 p.m., after the carriage ride. If we would like the carriage can drop us off at the restaurant, and come back to get us later." My hubby, Rod, says to me as we having our morning coffee, and get our day started. It is Saturday, neither of us will be working today. Today is our 30th anniversary. Yes, I made this juicy piece of eye candy all mine thirty years ago today. This lady does not share, much to the dismay of a few over the last 30 years. I do not blame them though, he is rather dashingly handsome, and gorgeous eyes. "I have never been on a carriage ride. I think it would make me feel like royalty." I look at my hubby and can't hide the thrill of excitement, within myself, from escaping and continue "You know what fun I think we could have if we went in costume, like fancy pants! Except we can skip over the whole scene with the old lady fish skeleton, the one that is older than chocolate; she hates chocolate. The skeleton chocolate hater fish! and I laugh like the nerd i am, but it is cool because he knows me and my cheesy self. He laughs with me, recalling the reference and says he agrees. We love each other deeply, and enjoy the fun, and a little taboo-ish, ways to keep our marriage strong. It is a wonderful love to be in love with your soul mate. While Rod may be the fore front with our company, when we get behind closed doors, when no one else is around, and it is just the two of us, he and I alone....well...that's when the fun happens... Once we have finished breakfast, we clean up our mess and tidy up our house along the way to our master suite. We have large master bathroom en suite of our room, with access from the bed area and the closet. A large walk-in shower that has a waterfall cascade that fills a large jacuzzi jet heated bath. Over head the shower, we have four separate shower heads that hang from the ceiling, and there is a couple of seats that gradually lead to the bath. Once we close off the drain at the switch, the shower will now make a little waterfall cascade to fill the bath. We can also switch it to turn the shower head off and it will fill the bath from the first step down into it. We designed it, and it turned out so well that it helped us launch our now empire, several years ago. Now we have a team of employees and enjoy the life of luxury. Being the big boss, we can spoil ourselves with each other, and still make millions without hardly lifting a finger. As we enter the shower and make sure all the drains are working properly, upon satisfaction of our quick once over, we lather up with the bubbles our soap makes. Satisfied with our scrub down of each other, we allow the water to start filling the bath. I have him get the bubbles for us, and while he is reaching to get them, I take the opportune moment and just devour all I can of him until he can no longer take it and begs for me to turn into his big momma. I swiftly attach my strap-on around me, and grab the lube and proceed to make his ass mine, turning Mr. Reemer into my s*x slave. With slow, deliberste thrusts, i start claiming his @$¿ in the bath. Taking slow, and deliberate thrusts. I start slowly, allowing him to adjust to the sudden assault on his bottom, and waiting for him to allow me to go deeper and deeper. Thrusting a slow and steadily pace, a little faster with every other thrust. Giving him full length and girth before pulling out in one swift move. Handing him the towel I placed nearby earlier, and follow him out of the tub to the sink. Where i push him head down which forces his gorgeous @$¿ out towards me, giving me the free range to penetrate his netherlands once more. Holding him in that position until he is on the edge of losing control. Abruptly pulling my huge girl c♡♧♤ out from his tight hole. "Go to the S×Room, get in position, and i will be right there." I command him like he is my pet that it is trouble. Then throw him a tiny piece of what looks like scrap cloth. "Put this on too." getting close to him i wrap my arm around him and continue"I think it will look so f#&c¥♡g hot" then I gently nibble at his earlobe and trail barely there kisses down his neck. Once my hubby has exited the room, I change my strap on for a slightly bigger one. Just enough size difference he should turn to a puddle of himself with me. And it excites me to imagine. The door to the room that Rod is waiting for his wifey, in opens with ease to expose the silhouette of Mrs. Reemer, standing in the doorway like she is on a mission. She, however, is the one greeted with the surprise by what she sees. Mr. Reemer, on the swing bed, the floor and bed are dusted with rose petals. There is a soothing color tone set for the mood clouds we have around the ceiling. Smothering the room with the gentle glow beaming from above our heads. If this were a movie scene, it would be that mushy, smoochy, romance scene. You know the one where parents be like covering their kids eyes and say 'DONT LOOK THEY GETTING NAKED!' He has a gift box, wrapped beautifully, sitting off to the side. As well as the f♡♤♧ machine set up and waiting. He must be planning to do some 'throat training', and i have to admit i do so love to have his big c◇♤♡ shoved down my throat. Rod is looking at me like he only needs me, only wants me, like he could devour me in one sitting. I LOVE THIS MAN SO MUCH! HE DONT EVEN KNOW It was this moment that I remembered I have this huge didlo attached to me, and I probably look really stupid. Closing the distance between us, I enter the room with him. Shoving all my shyness and self doubts away, I try my best to keep the confident side of me out for display. Fearing that I am not actually presenting my confident self at the moment. Rod is moving closer to me, trying to close the distance between us as quick as possible. For some reason that we have no way of explaining properly, when we are apart neither of us feels like we are at our best; until we are able to feel the other; like we complete each other. When he has gotten close enough to hold me, he pulls me into his arms, and kisses me like he might stop breathing this very instant if he does not claim me as his once more. Then he swiftly, and smoothly tosses me upside down on the bed. Tells me "I have to know how many licks it takes to get my creamy center."