Addicted Part 2
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After possessing my body and blowing my mind, my husband did the rudest thing. He didn’t ask to hop me again. I’d felt the immensity of his desire for my body, the intoxicating rush of not being able to control myself as he made me act like a slut for his own pleasure, but after making me climax more times than I could count, he just left my body, and we resumed our normal day to day. I expected him to make it a weekly thing, or at the very least monthly, but we just went back to our jobs and made love like normal people in our own bodies. Which was fine. Lovely even. But Tom had opened my eyes to how he saw me, and it has been the most intimately sensuous thing I’d ever experienced. And I wanted to feel it again. So I made a plan to ask him, which included buttering him up so he wouldn’t say no. Not that I think he will, not after knowing how horny possessing my body makes him. But still, I want to make it easy for him to say yes. So when he arrived home, I greeted him at the door wearing some sexy lingerie. “I made your favorite meal,” I said as I led him towards the dining room table, knowing his eyes would be on my ass. He knew something was up immediately and asked playfully, “What do you want and how much will it cost?” I pulled out his chair and said, “It won’t cost you anything, darling. Just some of your time. After we eat, I want you to hop me again and-” But that was as far as I got, because he phased into me a split second later. It was like he’d been waiting for me to ask. I felt my whole body surrender to him as I lost all control of my motor skills. He made me walk away from the meal I’d made for us. He walked us into the kitchen, and reached inside the fridge. He took out a bottle of whip cream, and made me kneel right there on the kitchen floor. He used my hands to rip open the delicate black lace that covered my breasts. Then he pulled aside the thin strip that covered my pussy. He sprayed the cool cream right onto my velvety folds, and then a dollop onto my right nipple. It was all so unexpected, and his desire for my body radiated through me. “What on earth are you doing?” I moaned inside my head. I heard him say in my voice, “What’s it look like, baby?” He lifted up my boob and sucked the sweat cream off my tit. “I’m skipping straight to dessert.”