Free The Wandering Caravan by E. L. Todd Page B

me laugh.
    I pulled her clothes off then got her into bed. I made sure she was naked so I could feel her body next to mine, skin to skin. It would have to suffice.
    But Scarlet wasn’t in the mood to sleep. She moved on top of me and kissed my chest and neck. I knew she wanted me when she did that. My chest was her favorite feature.
    “Make me come,” she blurted. “You haven’t done it in so long.”
    Those words awoke the beast in me, but I held it back. “Go to sleep, baby.”
    “No.” She kissed my stomach then my neck. “I’m not broken. Come on. Fuck me, Sean.”
    “Whoa…let’s keep this PG. We have family in the house.”
    “You think I care? What do you think they are doing?”
    She had a point. “They are sleeping, like you should be right now.”
    “Come on. You have a beautiful cock. Why don’t you use it?”
    I tried not to laugh. Drunk Scarlet was hilarious. I pulled her down to the bed and snuggled beside her.
    “I hate you.”
    “I hate you too, baby.”
    She growled at me. Actually growled.
    I knew she wouldn’t stop until she got her way. I knew my wife pretty well. I rolled on top of her then held my weight over her.
    “Yes!” she yelled.
    “Shh,” I hissed at her.
    “I always get my way with you.”
    “Congratulations. I’m your husband. That’s how it should be.”
    “Stop talking and start fucking.”
    She had a dirty mouth tonight. “You’re such a lady.”
    “No, I’m not. I eat hotdogs off the ground. I’m gross.”
    “I was being sarcastic.”
    “Huh?”
    Wow. She was really drunk. I sealed my mouth over hers and gave her sweet, purposeful kisses. That shut her up quick. Her hands started to move across my body, feeling every muscle and inch of skin. When her breathing picked up, I knew she was desperate for me.
    “Sean, I’m so glad I married you,” she breathed into my mouth. “I love you.”
    Even when she was drunk, she was still in love with me. That was good news.  “I love you too.” I trailed my kisses down her stomach to the apex of her thighs. I didn’t feel comfortable having sex with her just yet, but I wanted to give her the pleasure she demanded.
    I pressed my tongue against her then moved up in one slow motion. Her fingers dug into my hair and she moaned loudly. I hoped no one else could hear us but it wouldn’t matter. I couldn’t shut her up.
    I circled my tongue around her clitoris, making her legs shake.
    “Sean…”
    I slipped my tongue inside her the rubbed her clitoris with my fingers. Her breathing increased and so did the sound of my name. She was easy to get off when she was drunk, easier than normal.
    She arched her back and whimpered when the orgasm rocked through her. I kept using my tongue to give her as much pleasure as possible. When she released a deep breath, I knew she was gone and satisfied. Mission accomplished.
    I hated eating pussy in my youth, and I only did it if the girl reciprocated with a blowjob, but I loved going down on Scarlet. She had a unique taste I loved. And knowing how good it felt for her always fueled me forward. I liked being the best she ever had. And I wanted it to stay that way.
    I moved next to her then pulled her into my arms. She sat up then moved on top of me. I knew what she was going to do so I pulled her back “It’s time for bed.”
    “I want you to feel good too,” she said with slurred words.
    “You always mak e me feel good.” I kissed her gently then guided her back to bed.  I knew she was tired, judging by her drooping eyes and deep breathing. She let me pull her back to bed and in my arms. Immediately, she fell asleep.
    I watched her for a long time b efore I took a picture of her with my phone. I wanted to remember this night forever, the first night in our new home. Scarlet and I would raise our kids here. I’d make love to her every night. She and I would grow old together. And I would get everything I ever wanted.
     
    Scarlet was so hung over the next morning, she