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╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗Two words: massage oil

It was a particularly rough day at work, getting scruffed up by a few civilians on an arrest. You were absolutely drained and sore from your day.

But that's where your husband comes in to play

You called Tim on your way home asking if he could give you a massage, telling him about the absolutely ridiculous day you'd had.

Like the amazing and caring man he was, he told you not to worry and that he'd gladly help you out.

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You walk towards your bedroom seeing glowing lights flicker the outline of the door frame.

Tim was sitting on the bed, candles and low calming music surrounding him. He looked up from his phone and his gaze softened once he noticed the pain you were in.

"Rough day baby?" he asked rising off the bed to give you a hug.

"Very rough, my legs are dead" you huffed and kissed him. A small smile crept over your face at the effort he put into this evening.

"Well Mrs. Bradford, I would like you to undress and place your belongings on the side table. I will be back in a few minutes with a refreshment" he informed.

"Thank you" you giggled and rubbed the back of his hair.

"and miss, I would like you on your stomach to start off" he added, leaving the bedroom.

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You laid on your stomach, only a thin pair of panties covering you, a sheet draped over your bottom half. Tim knocked on the door, just like a 'professional' massage therapist would do.

"Come in" you laughed.

He made his way over towards you, holding down a straw with iced lemon water for you to sip.

"Okay baby, where does it hurt?" he began. You tell him each and every spot you're tense, which ends up being your whole body.

"Just relax and I'll take care of you okay?" Tim hummed, pulling massage oil from the side table.

He lifted the sheet from your body, hitching his breath once he saw the Brazilian cut panties you wore, shaping your ass perfectly.

He watched the oil drip down your spine, every cold drop making you twitch as it ran down your back.

Tim's hands made their way to spread the oil around, up and down your back and onto your shoulders. His hands started kneading into your muscles, feeling the tension ease with every pass.

"Oh god" you mumbled, face pressed into a pillow.

He stayed silent, pleasing you with his strong but aiding grip. His finger tips dug into every knot and slowly worked them out.

"How is it feeling baby?" Tim whispered, admiring your glistening skin under him.

He'd be in denial if he said his cock wasn't twitching at the sight of you. Your skin melting under his finger tips, the slight dip of your waist and then out to your full hips.

"It feels great, you're doing perfect. Now go lower" you asked.

Tim smiled even though you couldn't see him. He wanted to keep his focus on helping you and not thinking about how easily he could fuck you right now.

"Right here?" His hands made their way to the top of your thighs, gliding towards the aching heat between your legs.

"yes, keep going" you breathed. Your fingers were gripping against the sheets from his magic hands.

He took more of the oil and watched it flow down your thick thighs. Painting the image of his cum doing the same. His hands glided up and down so smoothly, fingers brushing so close to your pussy.

A soft moan left your lips when he hit a tense spot. Tim licked his lips, his mind was fully in the gutter.

He didn't bother asking before hooking his veined hands around the fabric and pulled your panties down. His large palms wrapped around your ass. His thumbs circling down so close to your heat that you were becoming restless.

"mhmm, just like that" you sighed in pleasure. Every pass he inched closer and closer to the spot you now needed him most.

Every noise that left your lips sounded the same when Tim's cock was buried deep inside you, how could he not want to take it this direction?

He took one hand of you to shift his throbbing cock in his boxers. A wet sticky mess forming against his lower belly. Taking more oil, he watched it glide down your ass and onto your pussy.

His thumbs rubbed over your clit, collecting the remaining oil before it made its way onto the sheets. You bucked your hips ever so slightly to give him better access.

"Tim" you whined, now softly grinding against his hands.

"Does this feel good?" He cleared his throat, a husky rasp from his voice.

This went from relaxing to making every muscle in your body go tense. Reaching a hand back to grasp his wrist when he kept rubbing over your clit.

"Mhmm" you moaned.

He teased your slick entrance with his two fingers, sliding around making slow circles. Plunging them deep into your wet pussy. You clenched your thighs tight together, trying to elevate some of the pressure from building in your stomach.

Tim's hands slowly pumped in and out of you while he kept another on his stiff member, palming it through his pants.

"baby" you mumbled at the sudden increase of his speed, curling his fingers to brush against your g-spot. Lifting off your arms you quickly turned onto your back to see him.

Tim hovered over you, feeling his hard cock pressing into your stomach, two fingers made their way back inside you. He was eager, leaning down in to an aggressive kiss, moaning against his lips.

His touch, taste, scent was totally clouding your vision. The soft sounds of his labored breathing, singing in your ears when he leaned down to press wet open mouthed kisses on your neck.

"taste yourself sweetie" he ordered when his fingers made their way to your mouth.

The way your tongue meticulously latched onto each finger while you look up at him with lustful eyes. When you start bobbing your head and moaning as if it's the best thing you've ever tasted, Tim can't help but almost bust right then and there.

The familiar feeling of his stubble tickling your inner thighs already had your heart racing as he lowered down. But as soon as his tongue flatly swirled against your entrance you swear you could've died and gone to heaven.

"I'll take it slow okay" Tim popped his head up from between your legs. His arms wrapping around your thighs.

You nodded, tried to relax and close your eyes, breathe. Tim's slow and persistent stripes over your clit, sucking you until he coaxed out the familiar whines from your lips, that he loved to hear.

It didn't take long before your thighs started to tremble on each side of his head. Uncontrollable whimpers mixed with broken curse words escaped your lips.

"f- fuck" you look down at him through hooded blurry eyes and a rising chest. His eyes meet yours as he admired just how beautiful you are.

Tim's hand travelled up towards your chest, quickly latching your fingers around his, squeezing some of your frustrations away.

"baby... I'm gonna cu-" just as you felt waves of heat fill your cheeks, Tim pulled his fingers from your pussy, leaving it to clench around nothing.

"Not yet, I want you to sit on my face" he snarked and quickly traded positions with you.

"we talked about this last time, I'm scared to hurt you" you admitted, although it was a great time.

Tim dismissed your comment and slowly lowered you on top of him, your thighs swallowing his face.

As your tired legs adjust to the new position, Tim uses his tongue to hit every spot that he couldn't get before. Already embarrassed at the growing pool of arousal coating your inner thighs.

Feeling him groan into your aching pussy as you arch your back. Your hands searching for something, for anything to hold onto for dear life and not crush your husband.

Reaching down and fumbling with his sweatpants, you needed another source of distraction to ease the knot building in your stomach.

Leaning forward on your knees, Tim's hands swiftly held your thighs in place. Looking at his throbbing cock sprung against his belly.

Taking it between your hands, you readjust to lean down and suck his cock. Swirling a spitting like your life depended on it.

"baby" Tim groaned as he broke off of you, his finger tips digging into the soft skin on your thighs.

You moaned against his cock, the feeling of your own orgasm heightening. Pushing him down the back of your throat and swirling your tongue around his oozing  tip.

"oh god- please Tim" you mumbled, rocking your hips against his face.

Feeling a hot sticky burst of cum fill your mouth, ribbons shooting down the back of your throat. You both reached your peak at the same time.

Pushing your hips up, you trembled on his face, shaking uncontrollably as he made his last few laps around your clit.

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A/N: Eric's new photoshoot with Bare Magazine. How is this man turning 48 like whattt