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."

thighs parting on their own. He kisses me and not in a soft or sweet way. He's

he owns my mouth just as much as he owns my body, and I give

move faster, and I whimper

so tight," he groans into my

and lifts them to his mouth, sucking

and crawling between them, the heat of his body pressing down

leave this villa without

escapes me again when his cock presses against

"Let's make it worth

burying himself to the hilt, and I cry out as my back arches off the bed. He fills me so perfectly and stretches me

mutters, his hips rocking into mine. "Like this pussy's been waiting

but deep, grinding into

"Being fucked before breakfast. Being ruined before

I gasp, clinging to his

into me harder, each thrust sending shockwaves through

baby," he groans, biting down on my neck. "I'll give you everything. Again and again until you can't walk out

out suddenly, making me whine

murmurs darkly, dragging me to the edge of the bed by my

onto my stomach,

exactly how he wants

feel the heat of his stare behind me, the tension between

he growls. "Show

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

shock of heat through my entire

like this," he says, his voice

he grabs himself and rubs the thick head of his cock along my slit, teasing me with slow, slick glides that make me

"Alex... please-"

me without warning, filling me in one deep, brutal thrust that

I cry out, my fingers fisting the sheets. Tears sting my

I swear unintelligible things leave my

so well, I would promise him anything in this

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

sliding around to my throat, pulling me back against

That feels so

bends lower, his lips brushing my ear as he pounds into

my knees buckle My thighs shake from the