Chapter 213

• AS YOU WISH
• I give him a cheezy smirk. "As you wish, hubby," I say, pecking his lips again before gazing sternly into his eyes. My hand glides down his body, tracing every line and muscle until it reaches his hard member. I give it a distant stroke before squeezing it slightly on its tip, feeling the heat and tension beneath my fingers.
• He convulses, shutting his eyes tight, and I smirk, satisfied by his reaction. I run my hand up and down, stroking him with pleasure, and ooh, I love how calm he is as he savors my strokes. I can visualize the soreness and sensitivity at the tip, imagining how gratifying it would have been to feel him inside me. Too bad he abided by my rule. Oh, it would have been such sweet morning glory.