SPADE
As I latched to her breast, I let my hand slide to her flat stomach. She instantly writhed underneath me.
My wife, my Robyn, was so responsive, and I knew she had anticipated more. I slipped my fingers into her pajama bottoms and her panties, pushed them below her knees. She helped me kick them to her ankles.
Then I kissed her skin all the way to her abdomen. I loved it when she shuddered. It fueled my desire. It sent shivers down my spine and a ball of fire into my heavy balls.
“Spade?”
“Hmm?” I inhaled the addictive scent of skin and her arousal. It was intoxicating, making me dizzy with lust.
“I want you inside me. Now, please?” she said eagerly, making me chuckle.
I moved up and dropped the blanket just below my back. “Did you just say please?” I kneed her legs apart a
