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and squeezed. His bold touch created little goose bumps everywhere. Nimble fingers tweaked and toyed until the little buds perked, aching for something more tangible. She pushed back against his morning wood.
    “Good morning,” Warden said in a sleepy voice. “I’m sorry for walking out on you, and for the things I said.”
    She smiled, relieved their fight was over. “It’s okay, and I’m sorry too.”
    Milli reached back and gripped his shaft, delighting in his deep groan. He trailed the rough tip of his index finger up her throat until it paused at her mouth. She licked and suckled his digit, drawing it deeper in her mouth.
    Warden pumped his cock in her hand as his moved back down, all the way to her pussy, feeling the wetness he’d created. He pressed harder, more forcefully into her palm.
    They needed to take this further.
    She lifted her thigh and guided his cock to her wet sex.
    He surged forward, sliding his thick cock teasingly between her folds. She moaned, moving with the surge and pull of his body. He gripped beneath her thigh and entered her slowly, purposefully, driving deep, as if they had all the time in the world. Milli let her head fall back, and Warden branded kisses over her shoulder and neck.
    “So tight, so perfect in the light of morning,” he murmured while his pelvis grinded against her, owning her.
    The heat of his sharp breath fanned her neck, and his dirty words excited her.
    “My naughty wife.” He surged deeper, harder, making her cry out, “I’m going to fuck you till you scream.”
    “Yes, please…” She pressed against him, meeting every one of his thrusts with her own passionate demand. Caught in their delicious moment, Milli guided his hand to her clit, and he slid his calloused digit over her sensitive nub, toying and tapping until little spasms rocked her body.
    “I want to look at you. I want to see you touch yourself.”
    In a fluid move, Warden twisted himself around her to take position between her thighs, his dark eyes staring into hers as he drove into her again. His long, deep thrusts stroked her to a fever pitch. She clutched his ass, digging her nails into his sexy globes, pulling him deeper and deeper still.
    She quivered and cried out when he angled his hips, increasing the friction.
    “Touch yourself,” he coaxed.
    His black hair hung over his eyes, making him look dark and dangerous, like a thief bent on stealing her pleasure.
    Milli reached down and played with her clit, just as he’d commanded, thrumming the sensitive bud to heighten her pleasure. The lust in his eyes and wonder on his face made her feel powerful. Desirable. She was making him feel this way. She was making him lose control, and for the first time in Milli’s life, she felt like she belonged to somebody. The things he said the other night didn’t matter. He had come to her, and that alone was good enough.
    “Come for me.” He drove into her harder.
    Milli rested her feet on his hips and rode his thrusting body. She pushed when he pushed. He groaned when she moaned, and suddenly her hips arched off the bed in delirious orgasm, and her ragged cry was met with his deep groan.
    Warden surged deeper, pounding into her now, taking control of her body to find his own climax; then he leaned forward, curving his body over hers and bucked in release. She wrapped her arms around his back and sighed with pleasure as he spent himself inside her.
    After a long, heart-pounding moment, Warden lifted onto his elbows. He stared down at her, his eyes hooded, cheeks flushed. “You look so beautiful when you come.”
    Milli giggled, pulling him down to cuddle with her. “And you look amazing between my legs.”
    His teasing expression faded; his eyes searched hers. “I should not have accused you of betraying me, but your wickedness surprised me. Am I forgiven?” He leaned down and kissed her lips softly, gaining Milli’s contented sigh.
    “Yes. You’re forgiven, but why did you change your