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ground against his
pelvis, desperate to come. He moved deeper, his hands tight around her hips,
fucking her hard and fast. Mika leaned forward, kissing and licking her back.
Her body shook, pure ecstasy taking hold. Clarissa arched against him and let
the orgasm wash over her. A few more thrusts and Mika buried himself within
her, his body jerking and twitching. A sharp inhalation held for several
seconds, then a long sigh. He came to rest on top of her as he planted tiny
kisses over her shoulders and along the ridge of her spine.
    “I love you, Kala,” he whispered.
    “I love you too.” She shivered, goose bumps rising on her
arms.
    Pushing forward, he pressed her against the mattress, still
grinding against her ass. After a couple more pumps in and out, he withdrew and
collapsed next to her. She wriggled around to face him and wrapped her arms
around his neck, brushing her lips against his. Hand cradling her face, he
slipped his tongue along the length of hers. A soft moan escaped him. Opening
his eyes, he gave her that Cheshire cat grin, all pearly white teeth set
against a ripe strawberry mouth.
    “Good morning.” An Elvis-like crookedness tugged at his
upper lip.
    “Very good, I’d say.”
    They spooned for a while, their conversation meandering with
no agenda other than savoring the time together, but eventually the pull of
hunger drew them from their love nest. She donned one of his t-shirts, which
fit her more like a dress, and he pulled on a pair of boxer briefs.
    Making a pit stop by the bathroom to freshen up, Clarissa
washed down a birth control pill with a glass of tap water. A look of annoyance
flashed across Mika’s face but he held his tongue. At least they wouldn’t
rehash that argument today. Instead, he scooped her up, hands beneath her
buttocks, and pressed her against the wall, kissing his way from her lips to
her breasts.
    “You keep that up,” she said, “we’ll never get around to
breakfast.”
    “It’s your fault. You’re too sexy.”
    “Even when I brush my teeth?”
    He laughed. “Especially when you brush your teeth.”
    Tongue flicking over her skin, he nuzzled her neck, giving
her shivers. She threaded her fingers in his hair, grinding her pelvis against
his cock. Drawing one leg around his hips, he parted her sticky folds with two
fingers. Pussy still throbbing from the first round, she melted against the
wall, ecstasy rippling through her.
    “You’re still wet,” he murmured, lips to her ear.
    Goose bumps rose on her arms. “What are you going to do
about it?”
    Once he’d freed his cock from the fly of his underwear, he
boosted her up, wrapping her other leg around him. She guided the velvety head
to her opening, then one slow push and he was inside. A moan on her lips, she
clung to him, arms wrapped tight around his shoulders.
    Mika thrust forward and up simultaneously, drilling into her
pussy, his pubis brushing against her clit. Hardly able to catch her breath,
she inhaled the scent of their mingled juices. The musky aroma only spurred on
her arousal.
    Turning her head to one side, she could see their reflection
in the bathroom mirror. He had her splayed open, his ass flexing as he pumped
in and out of her. A jolt of excitement passed through her and she couldn’t
stop watching her husband fuck her even if she’d wanted to…but she didn’t want
to. The sight thrilled her as her tits bounced, Mika’s back rippling. God, he
was so fucking sexy.
    He turned his head, a smile on his lips, his gaze meeting
hers in the mirror. “You like watching us together?”
    “Love it.”
    Licking his lips, he thrust harder and faster. Her back was
crushed against the wall to the point of hurting, but the slight pain took her
higher.
    “Yes, like that.” She watched a red flush creep into her
cheeks, her lips parted with panted breath.
    Fingers sinking into her soft hips, he worked his cock at
different angles. Her cunt clamped around his shaft, small contractions
spreading