Julie's face flushed even deeper as she pointed down the hallway. Her pussy dripped with arousal as she imagined what I might do, her body trembling with the thrill of the risk.
I pulled Julie toward the bedroom with rough urgency, my cock throbbing painfully. The musky scent of her arousal filled my nostrils, making my cock twitch violently. "Jack... what are you doing..." she asked, her voice trembling with that delicious mix of fear and excitement that made my cock throb painfully.
I didn't answer with words. Instead, I pushed open the bedroom door and pulled her inside, the sound of running water from the bathroom telling me Elyas was still in the shower. The room was empty, the perfect stage for our forbidden play.
The bed was neatly made, but the scent of laundry detergent was still faint in the air. I could see the indentation on the pillow where Elyas had slept, and the thought of claiming his wife in his own bed made my cock throb with possessive need.
