He hears the breath hitch and kisses her throat. He trails his mouth down to gently pull a nipple into his mouth again. His wife is beautiful, spread out like this under him. He joins a second finger to the first and continues moving them. His thumb brushes over her again.

His tongue rolls around the nipple, then abandons one breast for the other. God, he wants her.

He kisses his way back up to her ear. "Don't wait for me." He whispers, before kissing her again. She doesn't need to wait for him. This is all about her.