Chapter 11:Martial Bliss[II]**
Janet’s eyes fluttered closed as Roland’s release painted her face, thick and warm, trickling down her skin in sticky rivulets. She parted her lips slightly, tasting him on her tongue, savoring the saltiness that mingled with her arousal.
"My Lord, it seems you have been holding..."
Her voice trailed off, breath catching as her gaze fell to his cock, still rigid and pulsing, standing proud even after his climax. Her heart raced, her body responding instantly to the sight, a jolt of electricity surging through her core.
Her pussy clenched, a deep, throbbing ache building within her as her mind flooded with desire. She blinked, her breath coming in shallow bursts, and then a soft laugh escaped her lips. "After not being intimate for months, I’ve forgotten how...rigid my husband is." Her voice was husky, tinged with wonder and a growing hunger.
Roland’s cheeks flushed, his breath ragged as he stared at her, torn between concern and the primal need coursing through him.
"Wife...can...can you continue?" His voice was shaky, the words trembling as they left his lips. He was unsure, worried about overwhelming her, but the fire in her eyes told him she wanted this as much as he did.
Janet didn’t hesitate. Her hands, still slick with his cum, wrapped around his shaft once more, but this time she leaned forward, taking him into her mouth with a hunger that surprised even her.
Her lips stretched around his girth, her tongue sliding along the underside of his length as she began to bob her head. Her movements were eager, almost frantic, as though she were trying to draw every last ounce of pleasure from him.
"My arms are numb...I need to use my mouth," she murmured around his cock, her words muffled but tinged with a playful edge. Her tongue swirled around the swollen head, teasing him with slow, deliberate strokes before she took him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him.