Licking suddenly dry lips, Josh knew what awaited him. Deep in his heart he knew if he entered their room, tonight would make or break them. Finally ready to find out, he bypassed the clothes strewn across the floor and pushed the door open.
At the very least, he expected to see her laid out on the bed. What he got was the shadows of bedside lamps and an empty room. The door leading to the bathroom was ajar and he heard the sound of the shower switching off. Standing on the threshold of the bathroom door, he saw Lux emerging from the steamy enclosure.
As she pulled a towel off the rack, she noticed his presence. “I was waiting for you but you took so long, I couldn’t stay in the shower any longer.”
“Apologies for my tardiness, but I’m here now, so how about we get back in?”
“Sorry, no can do. But I’ll wait for you inside.” Not bothering to wrap the towel around her beautifully toned body, Lux dabbed at the rivulets of water that glistened on her skin. When she applied the material to one of her breasts, his eyes follow transfixed.
With each tap, she somehow managed never to obscure the sight of her dark brown areolas and nipples from his sight. When she pushed up a breast and stroked under it, Josh subconsciously licked his lips. If tantalizing him with her breasts wasn’t enough, she went in for the kill when her hand trailed a path directly towards the strip at the juncture of her legs.
Throwing the towel at him, he made no attempt to catch it as it slid down his chest. “Clean up… I’ll be waiting.”
Turning, as she walked away, Josh took in the sight of her perfect ass. It was high, and he loved it.
The minute she was out of sight, all fingers and thumbs, he ripped at his clothing and wondered why it was taking so long to get out of them. In reality, it took him less than a minute before the spray of the shower was washing over him again for the second time in mere hours.
Out of the shower in record time, he grabbed a towel and hastily dried off. The sight that greeted him as he entered the bedroom caused his cock to spring to attention. He was in trouble and he knew it. He had to slow down. But he wasn’t sure how he was going to do it. Lux was lying on her stomach, stretched out on their bed in all her naked splendor.
He hadn’t lied when he told his father he was a connoisseur of women. The truth was, when he was with other women, he always took his time because he was in complete control. With them, it was just sex because they didn’t touch any part of his heart. Seeing Lux, he knew there was no way he was going to be able to show his finesse this first time. He wanted her too much. He wanted her fast, hard, and deep.
He didn’t know if that was what she wanted, but he was about to find out. He loved his wife more than he could ever articulate, but it had been too long since he was buried deep inside of her. All their touching and foreplay had been leading up to this moment, and Josh didn’t know how he’d managed to hold out this long.
Walking to the bed, every muscle in his body stood out in stark relief, and his erection stretched toward his belly. That she watched his every move was a complete turn on.
“You look perfect in that position. That ass is perfect.” Climbing onto the bed that depressed with his weight, Josh straddled her body. “I love this ass, do you know that?”
“I know, why do you think I’ve been showing it to you?”
“Oh, it’s like that is it?”
“Yeah, it is. So what are you going to do about it?” Lux gasped at the stinging slap he applied to her backside and tried to turn over.
Josh wasn’t finished with her and held her effortlessly in place. “The last time we were in this room we made love and when I woke up you were gone. I didn’t like that, Luxandria.” As his words trailed off, Josh applied another stinging slap to her ass.
“Joshua!”
“Shut up, I’m speaking and you’re going to listen and take what I give you!” The sting of the slap he applied to her ass was followed by his cupping her butt cheeks and kneading them upwards. The motion exposing her to him.
Lux gasped.
“You snuck away and left your rings on the pillow as though our vows meant nothing to you.” As the memory of his discovery came rushing back; his next contact with her backside was harder than he intended. To ease the pain he massaged her hot flesh and at the same time ensured his fingers slid between her legs.
“You’re wet. Do you like to be spanked, Luxandria? Did one of your lovers turn you on to being spanked?” At her continued silence, Josh felt something coil within him. That some other man had taken what was his, filled him with so much anger, he remained motionless. It didn’t matter that he’d slept with countless women during their separation. The thought, of his wife doing the same with other men, was nearly his undoing. But he needed to know. Once he knew, he could accept it and move on.
“Answer me, Luxandria.” Unable to help it, he knew there was pleading in his tone.
“No.”
“What does that mean?”