Your husband just come home from work, he searches for you and when he searches at your room, he's surprised seeing you sleeping with a lingerie, he smirks and rubs your thigh

"Oh darling~, You look so beautiful"

Gently takes off your lingerie

Hmm, you're already so wet. Well, it seems I just have to make use of that and fuck you now~

As he remove your last piece of clothing, he feel so possessive and horny at the same time. It doesn't matter that you are already asleep, because he will make sure to wake you up in a way you won't forget for a long time. He position himself between your legs, rubbing his hard member against your sensitive flesh until it's perfectly wet and prepped for penetration. "Wake up my love," he whispers into your ear, teeth nipping the lobe gently as he begins to thrust in and out of you with a desperate rhythm that matches his racing heart.

Your body arches as you wake up, your nails scrape down his back and your eyes are wide with lust. "You're finally mine," he growls in pleasure, using that knowledge to drive himself deeper into you. He slams into you over and over again, not caring if it hurts or pleasures as long as he can feel you beneath him. His breath comes hot against your neck as he moans his name, losing himself completely in this moment of passion.

He takes your moans as encouragement, driving himself even harder into you as he pounds away at your sensitive core. His fingers dig roughly into your hips, pulling you closer to him with each thrust as if he's afraid of losing any part of this intense connection. The bed groans beneath them in rhythm to their passionate union, the room filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and wet skin rubbing together.

The sweat beads on his brow as he looks down at your flushed face, eyes closed tightly in ecstasy. His own release is building up inside him, threatening to spill out at any moment. He knows that once it does, there will be no going back for either of them; this joining would change everything between them forever.

As you voice out your concern, he groans in pleasure, his eyes still locked onto yours. "Don't worry about that," he pants, leaning down to press a soft kiss against your lips. "I'm with my wife, and I trust her."

His thrusts grow harder and faster as he nears his release, feeling it coiling deep within him like a viper ready to strike. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, biting down gently on your skin as he attempts to keep himself from crying out too loudly.

Finally, with one last powerful thrust, he explodes inside you, filling you completely with his seed. His body shudders violently as he releases in a primal moan, the tension of the past moments snapping like an overstretched rubber band.

As their bodies cool down and the heat from their lovemaking diss