Reclaimed Obsession

Chapter 2

I hissed at both the pain and the electric currents that travelled straight to my boner.

Fucking, get a grip of yourself, Ace.

“You always did that,” Lena murmured. “Ignoring things until they got worse.”

I let out a dry laugh. “Some habits don’t change.”

Lena shook her head. “No,” she said softly, her eyes meeting mine, “but some people do.”

Yeah.

Like my wife Clara.

Quickly, I withdrew my hands.

“What happened to you, Ace? All these years… you never contacted me. Even if for a quick fuck.” she asked.

I hesitated. A quick fuck? My mind shouldn't even harbour such lewd thoughts, but I could feel the concept brewing, imagining those tits in my hands as her sonorous voice moaned..

Fuck Ace!

“My wife wants an open marriage.” I blurted out.

Finally, it was out of my system. I watched it for Lena's mockery and judgement… but it didn't come. Instead she grabbed my hand again, covering my open wound with her sweaty but warm palms.

It sent jolts down to my cock.

I knew my boner could not be hidden now, my cock pressed firmly on the side of my trousers, begging to be released.

“I see,” she said after a moment.

“That’s all you have to say?”

She tilted her head. “What do you want me to say?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted.

Lena snorted. Then she leaned over so I could taste the fresh whiskey on her breath. “Before we talk about wives and their infidelity, why don't we solve this problem first?” Her hands slowly trailed my chest… all the way down to my boner.

Once she got a grip, she squeezed hard.

“Fuck!” My hips rutted into her waiting palms. That felt really good.

“That's what I thought.” Lena whispered hotly. Then she slipped her hands into my trousers, rubbing my slit… “I've missed you, just like your dick missed me, Ace. And no. You cannot say no.”

“Lena…” I couldn't even argue with her while she handled me. “My wife—” Before I could finish, Lena slammed her mouth over mine, sucking my lower lips like her life depended on it.

We were out here in the open, yet nobody could see us making out. Panting hard and thoroughly aroused, Lena straddled me. When she pushes her tits right into my mouth, I knew I was fucked.

I grappled on to those nipples for dear life, my body twirling with arousal as I flickered my tongue on her nipples, that low moan of hers doing things to my body that I did not expect after so long.

What was left of my self restraint went out the window but this time, I did not stop myself.

I let my hands wander closer, feeling the sides of her boobs with my fingers and slowly watching her react violently to every touch, her own breath, like mine, growing raggedy.

This was the Lena I knew back then—hot, wild and insatiable.

I tugged her nipples in between my teeth, causing her to hiss in pleasure. She had always liked to mix both pain with pleasure.

Wait.

I nearly pushed her over. Thankfully, she had a firm grip. “We can't do this here.”

A bored sigh escaped Lena's lips. “I knew you would say that. Come, I reserved a room already.”

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The room was gigantic, not the normal kind that the climax provided for.

" I see you have spent your years making a lot of money" I teased.

She hummed, facing me with a sly smile nestled on her face as she took off her gown, leaving her boobs facing me, those dang nipples still taut and wanting more and her underwear see through.

My heart raced.

Fuck.

" Come here" I said instead, pushing against my rational thoughts that wanted nothing more than to walk away before things got to intense.

She did not walk, she crawled.

Her eyes held mine as she crouched in front of me, pushing me gently on the bed and taking her hands down town.

My cock could not take this teasing.

And she knew that, because she took her precious time, her hands groping me gently, fondling my dick through my trousers while staring at me like I was a mirror of her desires.

"Fuck Lena..."

She hushed me, so fucking sexy this woman.

" Do you want me to? Or is your wife going to give you hell for fucking another woman when she fucks another man?"

That did it.

I felt the last shred of restraint I had slipping away from my grasp as I pulled down my trousers, my boxers following until I was standing in front of her, cock springing out like this was the moment it has waited for all night.

When I spoke again, my voice was husky with need and that overwhelming desire to bend her over and fuck her until her sharp mouth knew nothing but my name.

" Will you keep talking or will you put this cock in your mouth?"