HIS STRIPPER, HIS WIFE novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Bianca

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opened my mouth to argue, some part of me feeling like I should push him to take the call seriously and this can wait, but the words died the moment his hand slid up my neck, pulling me against him again as I stood up, skin against skin, and every thought about work emergencies and phone calls disappeared completely from my head.

I looked at his chest again, I have never seen him work out or heard him talk about going to the gym, but somehow it just kept getting better every time I got a clearer look at it. I couldn’t help but stare.

“Yes you can,” he said, like he already knew exactly what was running through my head.

I lifted my hand and traced it along his chest, slowly, the straight tattoo curling along the right corner does something to me every single time my eyes landed on it. My hand moved up to his face next, and he didn’t flinch, didn’t move an inch, just stood there watching me like a patient student waiting for instructions.

“What?” he asked.

I shook my head, not trusting myself to answer out loud. Inside, my mind was somewhere else entirely, wishing he wasn’t my boss, wishing we had met on different terms, in a different life where none of the complications between us existed. Maybe then, whatever I was feeling right now wouldn’t feel so heavy or impossible to untangle.

“Do you know what you’re doing to me?” he said, cutting through my thoughts before they could spiral any further.

I raised an eyebrow, genuinely confused for a second. He took my hand gently and guided it toward him, and the moment it made contact, I understood him.

“Get your hand away,” my mind screamed at me but I had never once in my life been good at listening to my own good sense, especially not when it came to him.

I let my hand stay where it was, and the sound that left him, undid whatever composure I had left. He lifted me off the floor before I could even catch my breath, and he didn’t give me a chance to come back down from the shock of it before his mouth was on mine, kissing me like he had been waiting all morning just to do exactly this.

His tongue traced the seam of my mouth until I opened for him. The kiss deepened, turning wet and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as heat spread through my whole body. He tasted like coffee and the liquid supplement he gave me earlier.

Adrian laid me down gently on the bed, he hovered over me, eyes dark with want and his hands started their slow exploration. He kissed down my neck, sucking lightly at the spot that always made me shiver.

He paused to look at me again, “God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered.

He cupped one breast, thumb brushing over the nipple until it hardened. Then he lowered his head and took it into his mouth. His tongue circled slowly, teasing, before he sucked harder, I arched into him, a soft moan escaping my lips.

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He gave the same attention to the other side, switching back and forth until I was squirming beneath him, my hands tangled in his hair.

He moved lower, kissing a trail down my stomach. His fingers hooked into the duvet trying to hang in between us, I lifted my hips to help him. Once they were gone, he spread my legs wide and settled between them. For a long moment he just looked at me, eyes locked on my most intimate place.

“Already wet for me,” he murmured against my skin, and I felt my face flush hot at how easily he could tell.

Adrian ran one finger slowly up my clit, gathering the slickness there. He circled my clit with lazy strokes, applying just enough pressure to make my hips jerk. He slid one finger inside me, then two, pumping them in a steady rhythm while his thumb continued working my clit.

“Adri…” I couldn’t finish his name as he kept me right there on the edge, refusing to give me what I actually wanted no matter how much I shifted against him, no matter how much I tried to communicate exactly what I needed without saying it out loud. His fingers curled inside me, hitting that perfect spot over and over, but every time I got close he slowed down again.

“Put it in,” I finally said, unable to hold back the words any longer.

“Really?” he said in a teasing tone, clearly enjoying every second of watching me unravel. He added a third finger, stretching me wider, and leaned down to flick his tongue over my clit.

“Just fuck me already,” I said. I was desperate now, past the point of caring how needy I sounded.

“Really? How much do you want it?” he asked, smiling down at me, savoring the moment far too much for my liking. He curled his fingers again, hitting that sensitive spot while his tongue licked slow strokes across my clit.

“Just please,” I said, reaching for him myself, trying to take matters into my own hands since he clearly had no intention of hurrying.

“Easy, angry bird,” he said, catching my hand gently and pinning it down beside me, before dipping his head to kiss my neck. He sucked on the skin there, leaving a mark I knew I would feel later.

“Agggh,” I moaned, the sound slipping out before I could stop it.

He finally pulled his fingers out and positioned himself between my thighs. I felt the thick head of his cock nudge against my entrance, He rubbed it up and down my slit, coating himself in my wetness, teasing my clit with every pass.

“Pleaseeeee…” Adrian pushed in slowly, one inch at a time. I felt every vein as he stretched me open. The fullness was perfect for me as usual. When he was buried all the way inside, he paused, forehead pressed to mine, breathing hard.

“Fuck, Bianca. You’re so tight around me, I can feel you pulsing.” His voice was rough, strained with the effort of holding still.

He started moving, slow deep thrusts that made me gasp with every stroke. Each time he pulled back I felt empty, and each time he sank back in I felt completely claimed. His hips rolled in a sweet rhythm, grinding against my clit on every thrust, the pleasure building higher and higher.

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