You're Just For Me

“God I want you so bad.” Mike said to her as they both reacquainted themselves with each others bodies by using their hands.

“Mr. Carden, could you just shut up already and fuck me.” Diana had no patients when it came to this man.

The words that just came out of his wife’s mouth brought a smile to his face. He truly missed her and loved it when she would say fuck.

“Alright, but not here honey, you deserve the best, I’m not going to make love to you on the couch.”

Mike began to lift her up off of the couch when she started to protest.

“Ohh, But I don’t mind where we do it really,” Diana told him.

He ignored her and carried her back into their bedroom. He softly placed her onto their bed and then went to close the curtains, their neighbor Travis McCoy; from Gym Class Heroes, loved to get a free show when he could.

“Come on, Travis probably isn’t even home. Now come over here and fuck me!” Diana was getting more and more impatient. Mike walked over to the bed and sat down on it. Diana was just inches away from him, he was torturing her, didn’t he know.

Mike crawled over to Diana and placed himself on top of her, while looking into her eyes he said, “You’re just for me, and I don’t want to fuck you.”

Diana was confused, does he not love her anymore, they’ve only been married for about four months, three of which he wasn’t even here for, so what was he saying.

Mike played with her hair while he explained himself more. “Listen, anybody can fuck each other, but we’re married and I want to make love to you instead of just using your body as some way to get off, so that’s that, whether you like it or not Mrs. Carden.” Mikes eyebrows lifted when he called her by her last name.

Diana started to get a little teary at his words, “Mike I love you, and I want to make love to you too.” Without another word their lips came crashing onto each others and the room filled with moans of pleasure.