Consider it a return gift
Dora noticed something shift in Austin’s face. The usual playfulness in his eyes had vanished.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
Austin quickly slipped his phone into his pocket and turned back to her with a bright smile, as if nothing had changed.
"No, I need help. Love has struck me hard, doctor," he teased, slipping his hands under her top while pressing soft kisses along her neck.
His lips trailed lower, and when he started biting and licking, Dora gasped.
"You are doing this on purpose!" she accused, realizing he was marking her skin.
Austin chuckled. "Consider it a return gift."
She felt his warmth through his clothes as she reached down to stroke him, but just when he got lost in her touch, she abruptly shoved him onto the bed and stepped away with a smirk.
"Nice try," she called over her shoulder before walking out.
At breakfast, Austin noticed Ann behaving oddly. She kept avoiding his gaze. When her eyes did meet him, she widened them in shock before hurriedly looking away, muttering, "Young people these days."
Dora covered her laughter with a fake cough. Austin frowned, confused for a moment, until realization struck. His fingers flew to the top of his shirt, where his buttons were undone. He quickly fastened them and narrowed his eyes at his grinning wife.
"You did that on purpose."
"Why do you need to leave your shirt open? It looks better this way. All covered up," she teased.
To her surprise, Austin grinned. "The game is on, kitten."
She leaned closer, her voice barely above a murmur. "I will wait for you, Daddy."
Austin stilled, his throat bobbing as he swallowed hard. Her words sent a rush of heat through him, and all he could do was shake his head. "Eat your food."
His thoughts, however, were far from breakfast. His body was already reacting to her touch earlier, and now this? He let out a quiet sigh. He needed to see a doctor soon, because resisting his wife was getting impossible.
Ann returned with their tea, setting the tray down quickly before making an excuse and leaving. Just before she disappeared, Austin heard her mumble something about "privacy."
The moment they were alone, Austin turned to Dora with a smirk. She frowned, not understanding at first, but as soon as he pulled her onto his lap, her eyes widened.
"What were you saying just now?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
She had enjoyed teasing him with Ann around, but now that they were alone, she looked like a deer caught in headlights. She squirmed in his hold.
"Your shirt will get wrinkled, and we will be late for work," she stammered.
His grip on her waist tightened. "You do realize that the more you move, the more you are pressing against me?"
She immediately froze. "Alright, I am sorry. I will not tease you in front of Ann again," she said, pressing her palm to his chest.
"I do not feel the sincerity in your apology," he shrugged, pulling her even closer.
She narrowed her eyes. "What do you want?"
"Feed me."
He gently traced his fingers along her jaw, his gaze fixed on her lips.
She reached for a toast, but before she could pick it up, he caught her wrists and pinned them together.
"How am I supposed to feed you like this?" she whined.
Austin picked up the toast himself, placing one end between her lips. "You do not need your hands to feed me," he murmured before biting the other side.
Her breath hitched as their mouths inched closer. Austin held her gaze, watching her cheeks turn pink. He let his fingers trail down her spine, making her shiver. Her eyes fluttered shut, a small groan escaping her lips as heat rushed through her body.
When he finally let go of her wrists, she instinctively tangled her fingers in his hair. As he took the last bite, he surprised her by grazing her lower lip with his teeth. A soft gasp left her, and he ran his tongue over the spot as if soothing the bite.
She leaned in without thinking, her lips barely brushing his.
"Do you want me to kiss you?" he murmured.
"Yes," she breathed.
"Then ask me properly, kitten."
She pouted, frustration flickering in her eyes. "Please."
He smirked. "Please what?"
She groaned, ready to smack him, but then his voice dropped lower. "Say what you called me earlier."
A wicked gleam danced in her eyes as she leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. "Please kiss me, Daddy."
His control snapped. "As you wish, baby."
He crashed his mouth against hers, deepening the kiss immediately. His tongue claimed hers, and they fought for dominance, their bodies molding together as desire took over. Dora's hands fisted in his hair, tugging him closer, while he grabbed the nape of her neck, pulling her in for more.
The heat between them grew unbearable. Austin’s grip on her tightened as he lifted her onto the table, standing between her parted legs. He pressed into her, making her gasp at the feeling of his arousal against her core.
His lips moved hungrily over hers, hands wandering as their bodies burned for each other. He ripped open her shirt, his fingers sliding over her bare skin. Dora clung to him, drowning in his touch.
His movements became more urgent, his hips pressing into hers as he claimed her completely. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the air, their bodies locked in a battle neither wanted to end.
He leaned close, his lips brushing her ear. "You drive me crazy, kitten."
She shivered, tightening her grip on him. "Then do not stop."
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