With him standing there next to her, fully nude, a truly wicked thought crossed her mind. She decided to act upon it without asking Tucker for permission.
Vivi reached out and took his shaft in her hand. He groaned, but deepened the kiss. It felt soft and smooth, yet incredibly powerful and hard against her palm. He didn’t seem to mind, so she closed her fist over him, squeezing just a bit.
He moved his hips, sliding his hardness through her fingers like he did when he was inside her sex. That gave her yet another wicked idea. Breaking off their kiss, she leaned over to the edge of the bed and placed a chaste kiss on the tip.
“ Sweet Jesus,” he moaned. “You don’t have to do that, Vivi.”
FOUR
She stopped and pulled back. “Do you not want me to? If you don’t like it, I-”
“ I love it,” he interrupted her. “But I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do, my love.” Tucker strained to get each word out.
God, he hoped she wouldn’t stop. He’d dreamed of his wife’s luscious lips on his cock for months. But Gideon’s dire warnings had kept ringing in his mind, so he’d never thought to ask it of her. Not even tonight would he have dared.
Tentatively, Vivi returned her lips to his rod. At first, she just placed little kisses along the length. Even that was enough to rob him of the ability to think clearly. When her tongue darted out and licked a fiery path along the underside, he almost fell over. Some wild, animalistic sound came from him and he feared she would be scared off.
But then she sucked his head inside her mouth and swirled her tongue over it. Tucker grasped the headboard to keep himself from taking her by the hair and slamming his tool into the moist heat of her mouth over and over again until he spilled himself. She was his wife, for God’s sake. Not a whore.