Page 55 of Desperate Measures

“Now get on top of me.”

Chapter 20-Liam

My wife looked at me with her half-lidded midnight eyes and licked her pouty pink lips.

All fucking day, I cursed my luck that I had to go into the office. It was Sunday. Sundays weren’t for working. They were for resting, or in my case, staying home and fucking my sexy as hell wife.

But no. I had to go in and see to a fucking delivery of some very expensive materials needed for the nano battery ODI was developing.

Clarissa Chen, who was in charge of keeping the supply chain moving at ODI, met me there. She was the daughter of a very influential man who held the rights to one of the mines I procured lithium from in Gansu.

Part of our arrangement involved me hiring his American educated daughter, which I was apt to do since she came highly recommended and had fantastic references.

But Clarissa was flirtatious, and I did not have the time or the inclination to indulge her. This morning had tried every last bit of my patience.

Coming home to find my wife in the kitchen wearing that goddamn ivory lounge set was more than I could take.

I needed to touch her.

To fuck her.

To stake my claim.

The fact was I liked my wife. More than that, I think I was starting to need her.

This was insane behavior for me.

Unheard of.

But I was truly becoming obsessed with this idea of Michaela belonging to me. She was mine. If that made me an unhinged bastard, so be it.

She looked so good astride my legs, completely naked, while I still wore my shirt and pants.

She was so good at listening. At doing what I wanted. What I fucking needed.

“Take my dick out.”

She did.

“Good girl,” I said, wrapping my hands around her neck.

Her eyes flashed, but not with fear. She liked it when I held her there. When I told her what to do.

And that was exactly what I had in mind. That and the little surprise I had in my pocket.

“Now get on top of me.”

Michaela licked her lips, but she did as I said, rising on her knees. But it wasn’t enough space.

I groaned at the feel of her hot, soaked pussy gliding along my cock.

“Fuck. Hold on,” I said.

She gripped my shoulders as I reached between us. Grabbing onto the soft part of her inner thighs, I lifted my wife, and she moved immediately, doing what I’d told her to before. She took my hard cock, leaking precum everywhere, and placed me at her entrance.

I gritted my teeth and let go, impaling her and catching her moan with my lips.

Her tight cunt stretched around me, and fuck, it felt so good. So right.