Eighteen Again: The CEO's Wife was a Delinquent

Cassidy stares at Adrian with glossy, narrowed eyes.

And he finds it completely enticing. It's hard not to want and need more. 

"Tell me if you don't like it, Cassidy."

Roughly, he sat back up again, which seemed to surprise her. She caught on to his intentions when he started pulling the hem of her camisole and eventually worked it over her head. What comes next is her bra and underwear - he'll have to be more gentle this time. 

Soon enough, Cassidy is laying completely bare to Adrian.

He felt himself pulse violently as he watched the blush on her neck spread down to her chest. She looks ravishing. Delighted, he smiles at the sight, engraving it in his mind as a memory he swears to never forget. He then reaches his hand out to trail his fingers down the spread of the blush.

"A-Adrian," she stammered out, beginning to get overwhelmed.

"Cassidy," he breathed raggedly, no longer able to stop at this point. 

It was totally incidental that her nipple happened to be in the line that his fingers were tracing. Yet, as long as they were there, he thought he might as well explore this part of his wife to his heart's content.

With that, Adrian went ahead and traced circles around it, which gave Cassidy enough embarrassment to cover her face.

"Now, my dear wife, you mustn't do that. Don't you want to see what I'm doing to you?" he asked, chuckling.

"I-I do, but... Adrian..." she mumbled as she took a peek from between her fingers. 

"I-I thought we're going to have our h-honeymoon after we go abroad."

"Yeah, that's what I thought, too. But you just pushed me to my limits tonight, my love, and I couldn't wait anymore."

And Cassidy could tell just that. Adrian could no longer hold back. 

Still rubbing her, he reached his other hand up and grasped it firmly onto her other breast. He enjoys the way his fingers sink into the pliant flesh. She gapes at him, almost letting out a gasp, and he decides to extend his actions.

Moving his fingers so they were encircling the base of her breast, he dipped his head down and flicked her nippple with the tip of his tongue. The erotic noise she made was almost worth the years of waiting.

Almost.

This isn't nearly enough yet.

Swirling his tongue around her, he felt her nipple harden, and his private part echoed the sentiment. He wonders exactly how much harder he can get. He would have to be careful when he actually entered her if he wanted to last long enough to make it feel good for her too.

"Cassidy, you don't know what you're doing to me..." he muttered breathlessly, already at the edge. 

"You're driving me crazy, Cassidy. You're the one to blame for all of this."

He tried desperately to calm himself as well as arouse his wife as much as she unknowingly does to him. Then, he sets to licking and sucking her chest until she is reduced into a quivering, teary mess beneath him. Unfortunately, this didn't do much for his state of arousal, but he finally decided that he would have to enter her, anyway, since it was more than apparent he wasn't going to calm down.

Besides, this torment was getting too much for both of them to bear - if Cassidy's panting was any indication. Adrian drew himself off the bed so he could remove his pants, working as quickly as he could while he continued to look down at his beautifully blushing wife.

Cassidy was radiant - hair curled in a mass around her, arms flung limply to her sides, eyes full of unshed tears. As Adrian cast the rest of his clothes aside, he noticed that there was a distinct glint of moisture between her legs.

Gently, he moved her knees apart so he could move in between them and examine her. As soon as he settled back in on the bed, her hands flew to cover herself, and she screeched once more. 

"A-A-Adrian!"

She is adorable as always, but he is getting impatient. He drew her hand off and held it firmly to the side of her hip, reassuring her, "It's alright, Cassidy. It's just your husband. I promise I'll stop when you tell me to."

She gulped nervously but obediently moved her other hand nonetheless. That's when he finally had a view of the most intimate part of his beloved. Taking his free hand, he traced up her slit curiously, and he felt his eyes widen inadvertently.

"You're so wet..." he whispered to himself, frantically struggling to get a grip before looking up at her with a grin that he was sure wasn't as pleasant as he meant it to be.

"It looks like you're all ready for me, my love."

Her eyes darted down to his erection, and he saw a flicker of fear in her eyes. That stopped him cold. With a small smile, he then sighed in resignation.

'Really. I always find myself bowing to the whims of this woman despite my own desires.'

Shifting his body, he moved upwards so that their faces were level, and he was once again caging her in. He leaned down on his elbows to drop closer to her face and said in a low voice - one that was meant only for her, "Cassidy, I know it looks scary, but I promise I'll do my best to make you feel good. Or perhaps, you want to stop here?"

Cassidy feels her expression soften, silently appreciating how considerate and thoughtful her husband is. Gathering her courage, she then smiles at Adrian and places one of her hands on his cheek. 

"Were you restraining yourself for too long, dear...?" she softly asked, and he nodded somewhat sadly. 

"It's alright. I'm not going to stop you. You can continue."

It really was amazing how adorably kind she could get. He couldn't help but lean in to her tender touch, greatly smitten. 

"Thank you, but still, I want to know..." Adrian said then trailed off, regarding Cassidy in all seriousness. 

"Do you want this, too?"

She stills for a moment, having realized that there's no turning back once she agrees. Nevertheless, she beams up at him and nods, giving her approval. 

"I do want it. I love you, Adrian," she told him sweetly, earning a sigh from him.

"Me, too. I love you so much, Cassidy," he told her as well, endeared yet again. 

Shifting his body a little, he used a hand to guide his head into the seeping wetness between her legs. He looks at her once more, searching her eyes for any discomfort, before he finally thrusts his member inside as he finds none. 

The reaction was immediate. Her hands clamped onto his arms like a vice, and she let out a strangled cry. Her eyes screwed shut, a tear leaking out from one corner. It hurts him to see her hurting. He leans forward to lick her tear away before he presses further into her, pushing slowly, gradually until he is completely inside.

"Cassidy," he breathed shakily, overwhelmed by the sensation of being inside his beloved. 

Adrian withdrew to look at Cassidy, waiting for her to open her eyes.