Dare to Love by Lylah James
Maddox
It was hard to convince Lila to let me take her on a mini-vacation. But it was harder to watch her kiss the kids goodbye before I stole my wife away.
I was excited to have Lila alone for the next five days. But most importantly, we needed to have a talk.
Two hours later, I finally dragged Lila away from the kids. She complained, she cried and worst of all, I knew she was filled with mommy guilt at leaving her babies. But I couldn’t have any of that.
The whole reason of taking Lila away was so that she could focus on herself. So that we could be us again. She was riddled with so much overwhelming emotions and after being stuck in her head for so long… Lila needed to heal.
The kids would be fine without us for a few days, I wasn’t worrying.
Right now, my wife needed me.
The moment our private plane was in the air, I had her seatbelt off and straddling me. I flicked her nose and she pouted. “That pout will get you in trouble one day.”
Lila squirmed on my lap and I hardened in my pants. Yeah, the fucker was excited too. My dick had only known my hand for the last three months and had been pussy deprived.
“Where are we going?” she finally questioned.
“Switzerland.”
Excitement danced in her eyes and oh, how I fucking missed that look. “To our favorite place?”
I nodded and her smile widened. “Holy shit!”
“It’s going to be a long flight,” I said.
“I’m already bored.” Her voice was soft, but there was something in it. Something teasing and playful. Her lips quirked up.
“How shall we pass time?” I played along, my hands going to the curve of her ass and I kneaded the soft globes.
Lila leaned forward, so she could whisper in my ear. “I might have an idea.” She took my earlobe between her teeth, giving me the smallest nip. Fuck.
Her mouth went lower and she suckled on my throat, before her lips brushed against my Adam’s apple and she licked me. She knew that drove me crazy. “Goddamn it, Lila.”
“You’re hard,” she teased against my skin, slowly moving her hips over my lap, rocking back and forth. “Let me take care of that. There won’t be any interruption today.”
Before I could say anything in response – not that I was going to stop her, anyway – Lila had already left my arms and she lowered herself to her knees in front of me.
“You’re being cheeky today.” I fisted her hair and dragged her head closer to my crotch. “What if the flight attendants walk in on us?”
She smirked. “Let’s see if I can make you come before she walks in.”
“Do you really dare?” I was already unbuckling my jeans. Lila drew the zipper down and took my dick out, her little hands wrapping around my length.
“I dare,” she breathed, her eyes filled with mischief.
A growl escaped my throat when she wrapped her lips around my cock without wasting any time. Lila was a mad woman on a mission. I pushed deeper into her mouth, until the tip of me hit the back of her throat. Lila made a small gagging sound, before she started sucking. Like a goddamn pro.
Her cheeks hollowed every time she suckled me. Her eyes grew glassy with tears as she deep-throat me and if I hadn’t already been so madly in love with this woman, this would have been the moment I’d fallen for her.
Her tongue traced the thick vein along the underside of my length, before she circled the tip with her tongue, tracing the slit and licking my pre-cum. “Lila,” I warned. My voice had grown deeper and even I could hear the roughness in them.
When I couldn’t have it anymore with her endless teasing, I wrapped her hair twice around my fist, until my knuckles were digging into her scalp and shoved my cock deep into her wet mouth.
“Don’t be a brat,” I grunted.
She moaned around my length and I felt the vibration all the way to my balls. My thighs clenched and my abs tightened as I grew closer to my orgasm. Lila’s hands were on my thighs and her nails dug through the fabric of my jeans, pricking my flesh with their sharpness. The tinge of pain mixed with the way she sucked me as she doubled her effort to make me come – fuck –
My hips bucked up and I groaned, shooting my release down her throat. She swallowed fast but my cum still spilled past her lips, dripping down her chin. Lila was still choking my dick when–
“Mr. and Mrs. Coulter, would you like something to dri– Oh my! Oh, I’m so sorry!”
The flight attendant gasped and the horror on her face would have been peak comedy if my wife wasn’t still sucking me like her life depended on it. I watched as the flight attendant rushed away, letting the curtains fall back down to give us privacy. Lila gave me one, last lazy lick before she pulled away. Her cheeks were flush and I noticed the hint of embarrassment in her gaze, but she was grinning. “I won.”
My thumb brushed against the corner of her mouth. Lila wrapped her lips around my finger, sucking the remnant of my seed that I had gathered. She was a beautiful fucking mess. Swollen lips, ruined lipstick, my cum on her chin, flushed cheeks and messy hair.
“No, you didn’t. She walked in on us,” I said.
Her teeth grazed my thumb before she pulled away. “I said I will make you come before she walks in. And I did.”
I pushed my dick back into my jeans while Lila climbed back onto my lap. Such a devious minx, but I wasn’t fooled. “Why did you do that?”
She blinked at me innocently. “Do what?”
“You crazy woman.” I chuckled when she slowly grinned, not once looking guilty. “Let me guess, she was looking at me for longer than five seconds.”
“She looked at your ass longer than ten seconds. I counted.”
When she pouted, I lost it. Throwing my head back, I let out a laugh. “Fuck. You’re insane.”
Lila nudged her chin up, giving me her best haughty look. “As if you wouldn’t have done the same if it was a man eyeing my ass. The last time a man showed even a slight interest in me, you finger-fucked me in the hallway for him to see. Practically defiled me in front of a stranger and all you said was whoops.”
My laughter died down as I remembered asshole Lucien.
Lila smirked. “That’s a scary expression, Coulter.”
“You’re threading on a dangerous line, Mrs. Coulter,” I threatened, my fingers digging into her hips in warning. “You might just end up with a sore pussy before we even land in Switzerland.”
“I dare you,” she breathed.
Challenged accepted.
* * *
When we landed in Switzerland,Lila was both yawning and walking side to side. She had a constant glower on her face and when I reached for her ass, she swatted my hand away, emitting a kitten growl in response.
“Too sore to walk straight, Sweet Cheeks?”
She snatched her suitcase from my hand. “You know what, shut up.”
“Don’t worry,” I drawled. “The hot tub might soothe your pussy, before I have you sore all over again.”
Without a word, she strutted away to where a car was already waiting for us. I pressed my lips together, holding back my laugh.
Lila crossed her arms over my chest but I could see the twitch in her lips. My girl wasn’t ready to accept that I won this dare, without any foul play. I dicked her down good enough that she was probably going to be sore until tomorrow or the day after.
Plus, that was three months of sexual frustration. And I wasn’t even close to being done with my wife.
The moment we got to our hotel; Lila jumped into the shower. I didn’t join her, specifically because I knew my dick would want inside her the moment she was naked, but she needed a break after hours of vigorous fucking.
Thirty minutes later, my wife came out with wet hair and a black silk robe. Lila smiled, a breathtaking smile and fuck, even after eleven years of marriage, she still had my heart in the palms of her little hands.
The way her pretty brown eyes always got me; the way her smiles always had my heart beating in my chest like a teenage boy on his first date.
Lila Coulter was so goddamn beautiful and she was mine. How the fuck did I get so lucky?
“Go shower,” she ordered, all sassily. And because I was completely pussy whipped, I did as I was told.
By the time I was done and got out of the shower, I found Lila sprawled on the bed and passed out. She was snoring lightly and I grinned.
I knew she had been sleep-deprived for months. It was nice to see her relaxed enough that she fell asleep so quickly – or maybe I had just exhausted her that much.
I joined my wife in bed and wrapped her in my arms while she snuggled up against me, even in her sleep.
There was nothing else I wanted.
