I Want It Soo Hard

The time is 2:17 a.m., its soft light shining over the dark room. Tessy lay on her bed, the sheets covered her slender frame, her heart very heavy than the silence that filled the space beside her. The other half of the bed was empty cold and untouched just like it had been every night for weeks. She stared at the ceiling, tracing invisible patterns with tired eyes. She could almost feel the weight of his absence, like a ghost hovering where he once lay. Adam. The name tasted bitter on her tongue tonight. She remembered when their bed was the only place where fire wasn’t just a word. When his kisses set her skin aflame and the way he touches her that make her c*m soo fast. Those nights felt like a lifetime ago. Now, she was left with shadows and whispers of what used to be. A soft click echoed from the front door. Her breath hitched. She didn’t need to look she knew the scent before he even entered: cologne mixed with something foreign, unfamiliar. A perfume not hers. Adam entered inside, and greeted his wife Tessy “good evening honey” “Adam what's the time” Tessy shouted looking soo angry. “Honey calm down, you know my company is not a small company anymore, the more it expand the more the work. I'm very busy sorry for coming home late” Adam said trying to calm her down. “your company is always busy that's why you don't come back on time!!!!! when last did kiss me, when last did you touch me and you know my p***y is really hungry for s*x. when last did you f**k me soo hard that I morn. you are too busy with your work. I'm your wife treat me as your wife. the 2 mins s*x is not enough for me baby make me feel good like the first day you we have s*x” Tessy said. “if you think I'm not enough for you look for another lazy man that will f**k you the way you want!! I'm not ready for this” Adam shouted back. the room was filled with silent Adam decided to take shower. Adam reached for the towel, but it slipped from his fingers, falling softly to the floor. Tessy's eyes widened slightly, a warm flush spreading across her cheeks not from surprise, but from a spark of something she’d been silently longing for. For weeks, she had been waiting, hoping, silently asking for the closeness that felt lost between them. And now, here he was vulnerable, unguarded. He caught her gaze, a slow smile curling on his lips, full of invitation and tenderness. “I guess there’s no hiding from you tonight,” he murmured. He stepped closer, close enough that she could feel the warmth of his breath brushing her cheek. His hand lifted again, this time brushing a strand of hair from her face. His thumb lingered just under her jawline, and his eyes never left her own. “I’ve wanted to do this,” he said, “but I didn’t want to rush you.” His honesty disarmed her. That tension in the air thick, electric crackled louder in the silence she closed her eyes. His lips met her own gently at first, like a question. A kiss that asked for permission. And she allowed it. His touch started off barely there just the edge of his fingers grazing her forearm, slow and deliberate, like he was tracing the path of a thought. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t careless. It was the kind of touch that made her wet. she inhaled sharply, but quietly, afraid he’d hear the way her body betrayed her. her skin warmed, hairs rising, breath hitching. He looked at her with hunger to give her the best s*x of her life, with something more dangerous: restraint. “Are you okay?” Adam asked, his voice low and velvet smooth. she nodded, unsure if she could even trust her voice. “Yes,” I whispered. He removed her bra and paint softly kissing her breasts softly and gently. she kissed his c**k, rubbed it against her face and cheek, so soft. she looked up and he was smiling at her. she began to lick it, to make out with it. her mouth was very dry from the salt and she felt like she had a fur tongue. she put his whole c**k in her mouth and aimed it toward the back of her throat, gagging, making some more saliva. He moaned and softly tousled her hair with his hands. He got a little firmer but not totally hard yet and so she had to hold it in her fist. she sucked and jerked gently, but he would not get fully hard. she began to lick his balls. she put them in her mouth. He pushed her leg aside and sank inside her. She groaned and arched, forcing him to speed up to a faster pace. His fingers clenched over her thigh and he moved harder, deeper, shafting her in long, fast strokes. Delicious. She slid her hands down over his back, slick with sweat, and grasped his pumping buttocks. He pressed his mouth against her neck and kissed her, his tongue working over her sensitive skin. ‘f**k,’ he mumbled.” noise of her mourn, promises and soft music filled the room In that moment, Tessy felt the weight of all the lonely nights lift away, replaced by the warmth of being wanted, truly seen, and loved.