Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

"I don't think we really need to be there so early." My husband pulls me back in bed, making me giggle.

I love that he always wants to have me to himself.

"Yes we do. We also have to get up." I remind him, but he simply groans and buries his head in my neck while placing his heavy arm on my stomach, pinning me in.

"Let's wake up a little later. I've missed my wife."

His voice is low, gravelly, and too intoxicating for my barely awake brain to fight.

Alex's breath is warm against my skin, his lips brushing the sensitive spot just beneath my jaw. I try to be responsible, really, I do, but how am I supposed to think when he's touching me like this?

"Alex..." I murmur, trying to sound firm, but it comes out breathy and soft.

He smirks against my neck.

He knows exactly what he's doing. His hand slides beneath the hem of his shirt. The one I slept in, his fingers grazing my bare thigh like it's a secret he's savoring.

"I love it when you wear this," he murmurs, nudging the fabric higher. "But I love it even more when you're not wearing anything at all.”

"You're impossible," I whisper, threading my fingers through his hair as he kisses a path down to my collarbone.

He lifts his head, those green eyes locking onto mine with that slow-burning fire that makes my heart race.

"What do we have here, dear wife? No panties, hmmm?" He asks as he cups me, his fingers pressing into my heat.

I gasp, my hips twitching instinctively into his hand. I can't think straight when he touches me like this or when he looks at me like I'm the only thing in his world worth his attention.

"I was tired," I whisper, weakly defending myself, though we both know it's a lie.

"Mmm." His smirk deepens. "Or maybe you just wanted me to wake up and find you like this. Dripping and bare like a fucking naughty little wife.”

His fingers slide between my folds,

"You're soaked, baby. You sure you want to leave this bed?"

"Alex..."

He slides a finger inside me, then another, curling them expertly. "That doesn't sound like no."

not in a soft or sweet way. He's possessive with the kiss like a starved

owns my mouth just as much as he owns my body, and I give in because I do belong

faster, and I whimper

groans into my neck. "So perfect.

fingers out and lifts them to his mouth, sucking them

he flips me onto my back, spreading my legs wide and crawling between them, the heat of his body pressing down on me

I'm letting you leave this villa without

escapes me again when

wickedly. "Let's make

my back arches off the bed. He fills me so

feel even tighter in the morning," he mutters, his hips rocking into mine. "Like this pussy's been waiting for me all

his pace slow but deep, grinding into

love this, don't you?" he rasps. "Being fucked before breakfast.

to his shoulders. "Oh

into me harder, each thrust sending

groans, biting down on my neck. "I'll give you everything. Again

pulls out suddenly, making me whine

of the bed by my hips. "I'm not done

my stomach, his hands firm

exactly how

ass up and ny legs parted wide. I feel the heat of his stare behind me, the tension between us

growls. "Show me

in the most primal way. The cool air kisses my wetness for only a second

my entire body and I swear

like this," he says, his voice rough as gravel. "Dripping and ready for

grabs himself and rubs the thick head of his cock along my slit, teasing

"Alex... please-"

warning, filling me in

out, my fingers fisting the sheets. Tears sting my eyes

I swear unintelligible things leave my

well, I would promise

my hips as he continues to fuck me from behind, hard and relentless, his skin slapping against mine, echoing off the walls. I

snarls, his hand sliding around to my throat, pulling

Oh! That feels so

his lips brushing my ear as he pounds

spot that makes my knees buckle My thighs shake from the force of it, and can feel myself climbing again, building