Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure

HOME-WRECKER

“f**k, babe,” he hissed, his hips bucking involuntarily into her mouth, trying to ignore her tease.

She took him deeper, hollowing her cheeks as she bobbed her head. Saliva dripped down her chin, mixing with the mess of her efforts.

Jax watched her work, the sight of his wife on her knees in that lingerie made him near orgasm. “Just like that… God, baby, you’re amazing.”

She hummed around him, and the vibration sent jolts through his body.

Her free hand cupped his balls, massaging them gently as she deepthroated him, gagging slightly but not stopping.

Jax’s breaths came in ragged gasps. “Em, I’m gonna…wait, not yet.”

She pulled off with a pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his c**k, as she breathed hard and stood to her feet.

Emilia didn’t stop there, she slid her hands under his shirt, grazed her nails on his abs while she pulled him toward the bedroom.

He kissed her again, slower and deeper, allowing his hands to roam. To stop Emilia from tugging him, he lifted her off the floor easily, and her legs wrapped around his waist as he carried her to the bedroom.

The sheets were already turned down, and the candles were still flickering.

Jax set his wife on the bed, peeling off his shirt while she watched. “You’re so f*****g sexy in this,” he said in a rough voice. “I thought about you all night while I worked.”

“Liar,” she teased, but her loving smile was back. “Prove it.”

He dropped to his knees between her legs, kissing the inside of her thigh. “Gladly.”

Jax tugged her thong aside with his teeth, then licked a slow, flat stripe up her p***y. Emilia gasped, and her fingers flew to his hair.

“f**k… Jax…”

He groaned against her, letting his tongue circle her c**t, and suck gently. Emilia was already soaked. “You taste so good, baby.”

She arched, while her thighs trembled. “Don’t stop… please…”

Jax ate her like a starved man, long licks, quick flicks, with two fingers sliding inside, and curling just right. Emilia’s moans got louder, with her hips rocking against his face.

“Jax… baby, I’m… God…I’m gonna c*m!”

“Come for me,” he growled. “Let me taste it.”

She let go, crying his name, with her soft thighs clamping around his head as she pulsed on his tongue.

When she finally relaxed, panting hard, Jax crawled up her body, kissing every inch. “My turn,” she whispered, pushing him onto his back.

Emilia climbed his body and wrapped her hand around him, stroking slowly. “You’re so f*****g hard for me” she murmured.

“You’re irresistible, baby” he said in a strained voice. And that succeeded in making Emilia happy.

She leaned down and swallowed his c**k again, swirling her tongue around the head.

“f**k, Em… your mouth’s so good… s**t!” Jax’s hips jerked.

She swallowed his balls whole, and let her hand stroke what her mouth couldn’t reach.

“I’m gonna make you lose your mind,” she said, after letting go of his balls with a filthy pop.

Jax groaned, head thrown back in pure bliss. “Do it, baby.”

Emilia straddled him, positioned herself over his c**k, rubbed the head against her wet folds, and sank down slowly.

Jax gripped his wife’s hips and guided her down. She sank onto him inch by inch, in one smooth motion until her tight heat swallowed his shaft.

They both moaned loudly. “Oh, s**t!”

“Oh f**k, yes,” she gasped as her walls clenched around him. Jax thrust up to meet her, burying himself balls-deep inside her.

“Damn! f**k me, baby,” Jax hissed. “Your cunt is so lovely, sweetheart.”

Emilia started riding, slowly at first, grinding her c**t against him.

Then she amped up her speed, started to f**k him faster and harder, until her t**s shook with every bounce.

“Ride that d**k harder, baby,” he growled, his hands squeezing her ass as she started bouncing.

Her t**s jiggled with each movement, and he leaned up to capture a n****e in his mouth, sucking hard enough to make Emilia moan loudly.

“Like that?” she panted. “You like watching me ride you?”

“I love it,” he growled. “I love watching my wife ride my cock.”

“Then f**k me like you mean it” Emilia moaned.

Jax wasted no time before he thrust up to meet her, slamming really deep. The wet slap of skin on skin soon filled the room, and sweat glistened on their bodies.

“Harder, Jax… f**k me harder!” Emilia screamed, and dug her nails into his shoulders.

Jax flipped them over suddenly in one move, pinning her beneath him and spreading her legs wide.

He hooked her legs over his shoulders, and pounded into her with raw force. “I’m gonna wreck this lovey p***y, baby,” he grunted, making sure each deep strokes hit her G-spot.

Emilia’s eyes rolled back, her fingers clawed at the sheets and her husband.

“Yes, right there!” She cried “Don’t stop… f**k!” her body writhed as an orgasm built, and her p***y walls squeezed Jax’s d**k so hard he could feel himself coming.

But then, in the heat of it, Jax’s mind blurred and Delilah's orgasm face flashed before him, her moans from yesterday echoed in his mind.

From his office desk, to the stairway, to their suite’s balcony, their private night together… how she begged him and teased him and… oh lord!

“Delilah… oh f**k, Delilah,” he moaned, lost in the moment, even though his hips still slammed his wife relentlessly.

But Emilia went stiff underneath him and her eyes flew open.

“What?!”