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Charles chuckled softly as I cried out again, my pussy spasming uncontrollably as I came around Charles’ fingers, I looked right into the mirror as Charles flipped me over and plunged into me, removing the scarf from my wrists quickly. I placed my hands under my face, hardly coherent as my husband’s huge dick brought me to oblivion.

  Suddenly his hands were in my hair and I was yanked up, the sight in the mirror was like something in a porn movie. Charles was red, his muscles bulging as he closed his mouth over my neck again, and his hands grasped my breasts. I watched the passionate couple in the mirror; she flipped her hair seductively as he brought her up against his firm chest and ravished her heavy breasts. Was that really me? Was I able to be this sexy after all this time?

  I watched Charles’ hand slid down my stomach, and between my thighs as he continued to thrust into me and began to circle my clitoris, his other arm wrapped around my chest and holding me tight. I moaned and came again, shuttering around his thick cock and before I was even finished Charles lifted me quickly and tossed me onto the bed. He grasped my ankles and hauled me to the edge of the bed, thrusting into me again.

  I sat up on my elbows and watched with fascination as he slid in and out of me, he seized the back of my neck, hauling me up to kiss me again quickly, but still pressed his forehead to mine. I stared into his eyes, because he didn’t have to tell me to. I held his gaze as I crashed around him again, my orgasm so intense that sweat broke out across my skin, and a sob caught in my throat.

  Charles pulled out of me and collapsed to his knees, sliding his hot tongue over my ass and pussy before I could register what he was doing. I jumped at the sudden gentle contact, and tried to close my legs, pressing my hand against his face. I instantly regretted the motion when his burning gaze met with mine and he yanked my hands to my sides and in one fluid motion flipped my ankles over my head. The wind rushed from my lungs as my knees rested on either side of my head. After pinning my wrists together behind my upturned bottom, he resumed his concentrated licking and I half laughed with delight, half screamed in sheer abandon.

  Trying to take my hands out of his grasp was useless, but really, I didn’t want to. This was the most intense sexual experience of my life…. Save for the hotel room on our anniversary.

  “Charles!” I cried, and his tongue added pressure to my clit. “Oh fuck, Charles please let me up!” I cried again and he growled his response.

  Charles suctioned his lips to my pussy and began to circle my clit wildly with his tongue. I bucked and shuttered as I came again, and when Charles had satisfied his taste for me he released my legs. I sat up quickly and grasped his shoulders, shoving him onto the bed before straddling him and sitting down on him fully. He reached up and took my braid into his hands, tossing the tie aside and letting my waves cascade around my shoulders before he grasped my face and pulled me down to him.

  I lifted my hips and fell onto him with all of my weight, wanting him as deep inside me as he could go. I needed to have every inch of him inside of me. I craved it. I scratched my nails down his chest and Charles put my hands behind my back. He didn’t need to tie them. I clasped my fingers together and stared in his eyes as he moved my feet flat on the bed, lifting them higher so I was squatting over him, he held my ass in his hands and slowly I sank down on him.

  The intensity of this position was nearly painful and I moaned louder as he began to thrust into me, and slid his hands up to my face. I opened my eyes and forced myself to hold Charles’ gaze, tears were filling my eyes, and my nose was tingling. I couldn’t believe the connection I felt to this man, this man I’d known for more than fifteen years was suddenly new. New and exciting and I was falling in love with him all over again. Falling in love with us all over again.

  “I love you.” I whispered

  Charles groaned and closed his mouth over mine, wrapping his arm around my waist and flipping me over, burying himself into me.

  “I love you too, princess.” He said, sweeping hair away from my forehead.

  I wrapped my legs around his waist and hooked my ankles together as Charles’ thrusts grew more powerful and my pussy tightened around him. My nails were digging into his shoulders as I held onto him for dear life.

  “Harder.” I whispered.

  Charles teeth closed on my shoulder roughly as he plunged into me, his other hand sliding beneath my tailbone and lifting me from the bed. I came around him again, and screamed as I felt him twitch once inside of me.

  “No I want you. I want to taste you.” I moaned, reaching for his cock and Charles pulled out of me.

  I scooted down as he stroked his thick cock, his head throbbing. I closed my lips around him and looked up into his eyes as he began to spurt his salty cum into my mouth. I swallowed it lovingly, enjoying the taste of him and I mixed together in a way I’d never imagined I could.

  Charles slid his hand over my hair and cupped my face as he gazed at me, turning over and pulling me into his warm embrace. I don’t how long we laid there, minutes… hours even? It was total bliss. I had rediscovered my love, my passion, my husband. Everything had changed that night in the hotel room. Everything. But it was changed for the better. It had saved my marriage, and my happiness.

  “I have something I want to give to you, if you want it.” Charles whispered at my ear.

  I nodded slowly, and smiled as he leapt from the bed and his taunt buttocks lifted and fell as he walked from the room. When he returned he held something in his hand. He looked at me with so much love as he sat on the bed, that I was reminded of the night he proposed to me. I smiled up at him.

  I sat up and looked at the beautiful coil of gold that had inconspicuous handcuffs on each end, and held a tiny teardrop diamond in the center. The diamond was attached to another small gold ring that secured it to the coil resting on his fingers. It resembled a bell that might be on a cat collar. I trailed my fingers along the delicate gold and looked up at him with curiosity.

  “What is it?” I asked, it was so pretty, and delicate.

  “The second most important piece of jewelry I will ever give to you.” He said, lifting my left and hand twisting my wedding band around my finger.

  I smiled as he opened the ends and slipped it around my throat.

  “Will you wear it?” He asked.

  “It’s a collar isn’t it?” I grinned at my reflection in the mirror. There was a woman at my work who wore one; her boyfriend had made it with hemp rope and some of the prettiest gemstones I’d ever seen from our local crystal shop.

  “Yes, if you want to call it that.”

  “I want to call it that.” I said with a smile, leaning forward and kissing him softly.

  I hadn’t expected this when I’d proposed we act out a fantasy for our anniversary. What I’d expected was a nice evening with the man I’d been married to for more than a decade. Maybe some drinks, and some wild sex. But never had I imagined this shift, this growth in our relationship. Never had I expected to meet my husband again for the first time. Never had I dreamed that I would be falling in love with him, all over again. As I looked into the mirrors, Charles sitting comfortably behind me on our large fluffy bed, I thought about the night we’d met. I would never forget the second I saw him, I knew my life was changed.

  Some people think that love is like passion, or like falling a long way down. Love is like a lot of things. Maybe it’s different for everyone. For us, love was knowing that we’d found that person that we were meant to walk this life with. When I met Charles, I knew that the reason my life had seemed so hard, so empty before was because I hadn’t known him. In that second I connected eyes with him across that room, and he smiled at me… I thought, this is why life has been so hard… because I didn’t have this man to walk through life with me.

  Now as I looked at this man whom I’d made a life with, who I’d made a home with, had a child with… I couldn’t help thinking how lucky I was. I’d never felt so complete in my life. I reached up to caress his beautiful face, looking deep into his e
yes. For a second, it was as if I were looking at him from across that room again, and for a second, time ceased to exist, and all that was and all that would ever be… was us, forever. I smiled into his eyes as I placed my lips on his, planning to lose myself in his touch, again.