“Later, wife.”
I rolled my eyes and continued unbuttoning his shirt. He was hard again by the time I shoved his pants and boxers down his legs.
His dark eyes watched me. One hand gently gliding down the middle of my breasts, the other on my hip.
“No.” He said abruptly when I went to bend down to help push his pants and boxers down.
I stopped and watched as he moved back slightly and licked his way from my collar, down between my breasts to the material of my strapless bra, then continued down as he bent down to do it himself.
Massaged his neck and shoulders as he did it. I watched as he took his shoes, pants, boxers and socks off. Throwing them to the side, he then slowly pulled my g-string down before he licked back up again.
“Corset and bra?”
“Yep, the corset wasn’t enough of a
