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."

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

me like he owns my mouth just as much as he owns my body,

move faster, and I whimper into

groans into my

and lifts them to his mouth, sucking them clean with a groan like

spreading my legs wide and crawling between them, the heat of his body pressing down on me in the

letting you leave this villa without making you scream

it escapes me again when his cock presses against my entrance, thick and throbbing. "You're already

wickedly. "Let's make it

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

his hips rocking into mine.

move, his pace slow but deep, grinding into that spot that makes

don't you?" he rasps. "Being fucked before breakfast. Being ruined before you've

clinging to his shoulders. "Oh yes! yes!

each thrust

neck. "I'll give you everything. Again and again until

suddenly, making me

to the edge of the bed by my hips. "I'm

stomach, his hands firm and possessive as they

exactly how he

parted wide. I feel the

just like that," he growls.

Open. Wanted in the most primal way. The cool air kisses my wetness for only a second before his palm lands across my ass

shock of heat through my entire body and I swear I

always wake up like this," he says, his

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

"Alex... please-"

filling me in one deep, brutal

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

feels. I swear unintelligible things

well, I would

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

mine," he snarls, his hand sliding around to my throat, pulling

yours- Oh! That feels so good!"

his lips brushing my ear

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