STEAMY

After their dinner, they decide to head home. "So what are we watching today? " After a hectic day, the couple always make sure they sit down and enjoy a movie together .

Emily answers, " Sophie recommended a movie lets watch if." They curled up on the couch, Emily resting comfortably in Jake's arms. The movie played, its soft glow casting shadows around the room.

Ten minutes in, she felt Jake shift beside her. His fingers brushed lightly against her hand, tracing small circles.

"Trying to be sneaky, babe?" she whispered, amusement in her tone.

He leaned in, lips grazing her ear. "No, just holding my wife."

She laughed softly, but her breath hitched when his hand slipped lower, caressing her waist. On the screen, the couple on film tangled in heated passion, and Emily suddenly became hyper-aware of Jake's warmth against her.

The heat between them intensified as the movie continued, but Emily wasn't paying attention anymore. Jake's fingers trailed up her arm, sending shivers across her skin. His touch was gentle but deliberate, the way he always was with her—teasing, patient, but full of need.

Emily turned her head slightly, her lips grazing the edge of his jaw. "You're not even watching, are you?"

Jake chuckled, his voice husky. "Hard to focus when my wife is sitting here looking like a damn dream."

She rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her smile. "Smooth."

"Oh, baby, I haven't even started."

On screen, the movie lovers were locked in a passionate embrace. The sound of soft moans filled the room, blending with the growing tension between them.Jake chuckled lowly. "Guess we picked the right movie."

Jake's lips brushed against her temple before trailing down to her neck. He pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss just beneath her ear, making her shudder.

His hand drifted to her waist, fingertips grazing the hem of her blouse before slipping underneath. The heat of his palm against her bare skin made her gasp. Her body arched instinctively as his fingers skimmed higher, teasing, testing.

His grip on her tightened. His thumb brushed over the swell of her breast before his fingers fully cupped her, squeezing gently. A soft moan escaped Emily's lips as she melted into his touch. She shifted against him, pressing her body closer.

Jake took that as permission. He tilted her chin up, capturing her lips in a slow, deep kiss. His tongue swept over hers, coaxing her to open up. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him in, needing more.

With a flick of his fingers, her bra unhooked beneath her blouse. His hands roamed freely now, caressing her tits then moved to her neck, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses in his wake.

Emily gasped. "God, we're so overdressed."

Jake growled in agreement, yanking his shirt off in one motion. Emily followed, unbuttoning her blouse and letting it slip off her shoulders. His gaze darkened as he took in the sight of her bare skin, her hardened nipples begging for attention. His mouth watered.

She grabbed his hands and guided them to her breasts. He cupped them, thumbs circling her sensitive nipples before lowering his mouth to one, flicking his tongue over the taut bud.

Emily whimpered, her back arching into him. "Just like that… don't stop."

Jake chuckled against her skin. "Wasn't planning to."

His tongue trailed lower, down her stomach, dipping into her navel. He gripped her thighs, parting them slowly. Her skirt bunched up around her waist, revealing her soaked panties.

He pressed a teasing kiss over the damp fabric. "You're so wet for me," he murmured, voice laced with hunger. The vibration of his voice making her more aroused.

Emily shivered, her hips bucking toward him. "Stop teasing."

Jake grinned wickedly. "I don't think so."

His fingers brushed over her covered heat, tapping against her clit. She gasped, her hands gripping the couch as pleasure jolted through her. He pushes her panties to the side revealing her glistening cunt. He kisses her then sucks on her clit,hard. This sends a jolt of pleasure down her spine. Her legs tighten around his head almost suffocating him. He places a hand on her stomach to calm her down." Relax tiger it's all yours." She groans her hand finding her clit to relieve the tension. He slaps her hand.

"Patience honey."

He hooks a finger under the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs, leaving her completely bare beneath him.

"Touch yourself," he commanded, his eyes locked on her.

Emily's breath hitched, but she obeyed. She trailed her fingers down her stomach, circling her clit, moaning softly at her own touch.

Jake groaned, palming his rock-hard length through his pants. "That's my good girl." he strocks himself softly.

"Keep your legs open l want to see your hand. " He says. She opens up wide revealing her soaked hands and pussy.

Then he was on her, his tongue replacing her fingers. He flicked his tongue over her swollen clit before sucking it between his lips, making her cry out.

"Oh my God, Jake—"

He hummed against her, sending vibrations straight through her core. One hand gripped her thigh, holding her open, while the other slid a finger inside her, curling it just right.

Emily's entire body tensed. Her legs trembled as her climax built, coiling tighter and tighter.

"Jake… I'm—"

"Let go, baby."

That was all it took. Her orgasm crashed over her, making her body jerk, her thighs squeezing his head. He didn't stop, lapping up every drop, his tongue coaxing her through the aftershocks.

When she finally came down, she opened her eyes to see him kneeling between her legs, his erection straining against his pants.

Still breathless, she smirked. "You're still hard."

Jake smirked right back. "now it's my turn. "

He grabbed her waist, flipping her over onto all fours on the floor. She gasped at the sudden movement but didn't resist. He positioned himself behind her, rubbing his length against her soaked entrance.

"Tell me who this pussy belongs to," he growled.

"You, Jake," she gasped, pushing back against him. "It's all yours."

That was all he needed. He thrust inside her, stretching her tight heat inch by inch. They both groaned at the feeling.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he hissed, gripping her hips.

Emily moaned, her fingers gripping the couch cushions. "More… harder."

Jake didn't hold back. He pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in, setting a deep, punishing rhythm. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing over her, making her toes curl.

One hand snaked around to her front, rubbing tight circles on her clit. The other tugged on her hair, pulling her head back slightly.

"Come for me, baby," he demanded. "I want to feel you squeeze my cock."

Emily's whole body tensed, her release slamming into her with earth-shattering force. She screamed his name as she came hard, her walls clenching around him. The sensation pushed Jake over the edge.

"Fuck—" he groaned, spilling inside her with one final deep thrust.

They collapsed on the door sweaty, panting, and completely spent. Emily felt utterly lost in him, her body and mind surrendering to the pleasure only he could give.

She turned her head, smiling lazily. "That was fantastic."

Jake smirked, kissing her deeply.

Then she glanced down and saw he was still hard.

Her eyes widened. "Seriously?"

Jake grinned wickedly. "Did you think I was done?"