The Adams family (hehe)

[Serena Adams]

Serena was actually surprised that he managed to get Carver down that quickly but she didn't comment because she actually was looking forward to some major sexual adventures between the two. His idea made her eyes twinkle at the thought, sex was definitely going to win and they both knew that but that didn't mean that she couldn't tease him a little.

"I don't know.... You've been slacking on some major areas during those massages that you give me." She was definitely teasing him on that; he was wonderful with his hands but hey all is fair in love and marriage. She let him feed her the steak and potatoes before she cut his steak up into little bite sized pieces so she could eat her salad. She had gotten into the somewhat bad habit of cutting his food up for him like she did for Carver; she was just so use to doing it that it happened without her noticing.

[Drake Wade Adams]

Drake pretended to be offended when she said he was lacking. He opened his mouth and looked taken aback. "Well, if you think I'm lacking, you must give me a chance to... to make up for it." Before he took another bite of food, he reached out to grab her hips, biting his lower lip. "Do we really have to finish dinner, Rena?"

[Serena Adams]

"Fuck no."

Serena growled as she did something that she absolutely never thought that she would do; she swept the dishes off of the table despite the fact that they crashed to the floor; it was all plastic so nothing broke but it did create a mess but that was what she wanted. She wanted it to be so hot and wild that they just had to do it right there on the table. "I want you to fuck me right on this table." She slipped her shoes and underwear off before placing herself on top of the table with her legs wrapped around his neck a little. If her dress was up then he would have a clear few of her lady business.

"Or would you rather clean up this mess?" She was really hoping that he chose sex.

[Drake Wade Adams]

Drake couldn't resist her offer. Mimicking her growl, her hands slid slowly up her thighs, moving her dress so that he could get a view for himself. Leaning his head against her inner thigh, he looked up at her awkwardly and grinned. "Hmm, seems like someone's needy for attention down here. You weren't lying when you said you were wet." He moved closer to her, beginning with a few kisses and licks. "Lacking my ass," he muttered.

SKIP?

[Serena Adams]

Serena let out a tiny squeak when he began his affection, he so wasn't lacking! "Oh god.... Oh...."


Skip!

She was panting when he finally stopped well not finally. She hadn't wanted him to ever stop doing that but all good things must come to an end. She was thankful that Carver couldn't hear because she had been screaming a combination of 'yes' and his name as loud as she could along with a few choice curse words. "That was so fucking amazing.... But what about you, baby? What do you want? Did seeing me like that make you want to do other things?"

[Drake Wade Adams]

Grinning, Drake refused to speak; instead, he growled ferally, grabbing her hips and sliding her dress over her head, tossing it to the floor. Seeing you like that made me want to see more of you... without this dress on. Pushing her back on the table, he crouched over her, glad that the table was strong. He couldn't resist grinding a little, then giving her a show as he removed his pants and boxers, flinging them to the side as well. All the had on after that was his bandanna, which he adjusted to make it look more gangster, before he bent over her to take a little... bite.

Nibbling on her neck, his hands found her legs, sliding up past her thighs to her lower hips, where he held on to her. She did say she wanted something kind of BDSM, right? For now, all he was being was kind of possessive but who knew? The night was still young. There was always string or something in the kitchen and imaging her tied down was giving him goosebumps. It's pretty fun when this kind of thing can happen with your wife any night that you want.

[Serena Adams]

Thank god for the poor craftsmen who worked hard to make this table so sturdy for them.

Serena thought to herself as he pushed her back; he was being so..... hot right now. She didn't know why or how but this just felt different than the other times like he was finding his inner Christian Grey!

"Oh Drake.... Oh Drake...." It drove her crazy when he nibbled at her neck, it was just one of those weird fetishes that she had. "Keep doing that, just bite me and make me your bitch." She wanted to be his submissive wife for the night then tomorrow... Well tomorrow the roles would definitely be reversed which was the cool thing about being married.

They could do this whenever they wanted! They were so connected sexually these days like a perfect match.

[Drake Wade Adams]

His fingers gripped her hips harder as he pressed against her, biting harder and liking the skin to soothe the bite. When she asked to be his bitch, however, he started biting elsewhere - down her neck, on her chest, the valley between her breasts. This time, however, he didn't try to make the little marks he made hurt less; no, if she wanted to be his bitch, she had to get used to it being rough, tough, and very, very pleasurable. After the nibbling was done, however, he preferred to give her a few licks here and there, at her most vulnerable points - behind her ear, up her neck, down her chest, even occasionally against her stomach and hips. He was going to make her beg for it so much.

Purring against her skin, he made his lips vibrate, humming something incomprehensible. He knew it would give her goosebumps, to be tickled and played with in such a way - with his mouth, which was a bit more exciting, or at least he thought it was. Abandoning her already warm flesh, he sat on the table and gently pulled her up from her perch, grabbing the chair he had sat in with his foot. He moved the chair closer and sat her down in it, then reached down to pet her head. "I think you know what to do..." Her eyesight was exactly level to his .... at this point. "Please me, bitch."

[Serena Adams]

Why didn't they do this before? Who knew that Serena liked it this rough? She didn't particularly care for rough sex before they were married but now the idea of letting herself be totally submissive to him was just so thrilling! She widened her eyes when he said for her to... Oh... She was going to have fun with this.

She knew what she was doing and what well not to do. She was being a bad little submissive as she bite him; not enough to hurt him and kill his arousal but enough that it was a pleasurable pain. She knew how to work her mouth..... She wasn't afraid to be a little rough with him tonight.

(Skip? XDD)

[Drake Wade Adams]

When Serena bit him lightly, Drake almost jumped out of his seat. Sure, he'd been nibbled on like that before - uh, probably by some cheap hooker - but he didn't think that Serena knew how to do that. The way she worked her mouth was magical, even. When she had tried oral after their first few days together, back in high school, she did a shit job and he had to actually stop her. Now? It was as if she was magically a sex goddess - and he loved it. However, he wasn't going to let her have any control, especially not with the whole biting thing.

Pulling out of her mouth, grabbed the back of her head, holding her away from him, forcing her to look up at him. Shaking his finger, he tried not to chuckle - he wasn't being harsh or physically harming to her, but it was funny that she liked this stuff. Who would of thought it was Serena, of all people? "You've been bad, Serena," he murmured, tapping her on the nose. "Don't bite the dick that pleases you." Without hesitation, he grabbed her hips again, pulling her into his lap. "Should I punish you, bad girl?"

He growled, licking his lips in anticipation. He got her into a position in his lap so that she straddled him, but wasn't exactly on top of him - which meant he could spank her. Hitting her lightly, he leaned in for a kiss after every tap. With each kiss, he spanked a bit harder, again being aware of hurting her by accident. After about the seventh time, his hand came down once more to rub her reddened skin. "Naughty girl, you'll never use your teeth on me without permission again, will you, Serena?" He waited for her reply intently.

[Serena Adams]

Serena was surprised that he stopped her but she could definitely understand his reasoning; she was his bitch for the night. She could have her way with him tomorrow, right? Right. She didn't think that him spanking her would actually entice her but it did. She actually groaned in pleasure each time that his hand went down on her. She raised a brow when he stopped but she quickly let it go and put on a mock apologetic expression.

"Sorry, master, I will never bite you without permission again." She moved off of his lap and placed herself in front of his.... yeah. She was being less rough and doing the things that she knew would make him go crazy. She knew his little pleasure spots which wasn't a surprise since well they'd been together for years.

"Do you like this, master?" She was really having fun with this!

[Drake Wade Adams]

Master? Oh hell yes. Drake managed to give her another little spank before she hopped out of his lap, enjoying the moans she had made before. They were really working each other and he loved it, absolutely. He wouldn't even mind being her bitch eventually, as long as he could do this again. "Yes, you crazy little maggot," Maggot? Well it was better than called her a slut, right? That word had jumped into his mind but he didn't want to offend her and have their sexy time stop. "Work for me, don't just please me with your mouth, use your whole body, little whore." Whoops - that was an accident. He couldn't take it back, so he rolled with it. "Dance for me like a hooker, baby, I'll make it rain for you - if you're good."

[Serena Adams]

Serena raised a brow, so she was a slut? She stood up and decided to do something a little different than the usual. She was dancing like there was a pole in the room which she kind of wished there was.... She stepped on top of the table so she could really give him a show.

Where did she learn to work her body like this? "Do you like this, master? Does this make you want to let loose?" She was having way too much fun with this and she knew it but hey her dance was sex as fuck. "What do you want me to do next, sir?"

[Drake Wade Adams]

Grinning, Drake tapped her ass as she danced, enjoying the fact that it was still a little red. "What next?" He chuckled, then grabbed her ankles, pulling her roughly down to straddle him. Without waiting for anything, he thrust into her and smiled, holding her hips down possessively as he moved within her. "I want you to beg and moan and scream like the little bitch you are. I want you to love this and every time you stop making a sound, I'll stop moving." He leaned in, brushing hair away from her ear. "And don't you let yourself release unless I tell you to." He challenged, devilishly.

[Serena Adams]

Serena didn't think that he was serious about that but yeah he actually did stop when she was quiet for any amount of time. Her throat was dry and sore by the time that he finally allowed her to release so she stood up on still shaky legs to get a glass of water. She slipped his shirt on before she got to the fridge so she wasn't completely naked anymore.

She looked hot in his shirt though, it was definitely a look that she could rock. "Want something to drink?" Her voice was hoarse and it was obviously painfully sore but she wasn't complaining.

She had no regrets.

"Or we could go upstairs and you could do me from behind....." She said it so casually that she wasn't sure that he would catch it.