Husband! Cuba x Wife! Reader LEMON: Trying
Note: I couldn’t find a Human Name for Cuba so I’ve decided to use Carlos (one of the possibilities listed by Himaruya-san).
Carlos sighed as he moved his head to rest in his hand, glaring at the large mound of paperwork that kept him from going home any sooner than the next morning. He angrily picked his pen back up, aiming to get as much done as he could before it got any later than it already had.
Not that he would really have a chance though.
At the moment his pen touche dthe paper the door to his office opened, a lovely young woman walking in. Carlos dropped his pen and was at her side in a flash, picking her up by her waist to give her a joyous spin.
“_______! You should be at home eating by now!” he laughed, setting her down and watching her shut - and… lock?- his office door. “Why’re you here so late?”
“I couldn’t just leave my favorite guy sitting in his office all alone, now could I?” she smiled, pushing her _____ hair behind her ear and beginning to untie the front of her long coat. “Besides I needed to talk to you about something important.”
“And what would that be?” he returned to his chair, kicking his feet up on the desk and settling his gaze on her slender hands. She seemed to be having trouble with the simple little knot that held the coat to her waist…
“We~ll,” she clicked her tongue. “We’ve been together for a while now - and you’re obviously not going anywhere - so I figured it might as well be time to ask.”
“Ask what exactly? C’mon _______, you’re freaking me out over here.”
“Ask if you were ready to start a family with me?” she turned a pout on him. “I mean, really Carlos, we need to get started while we can, right?”
He felt his cheeks heat up, and covered his mouth as he scoffed. “I mean, well, you have a point there but… coming all the way here?”
He was getting flustered by the situation, mostly because he knew she had another reason for coming all the way to his office and he would’ve put money on it having something to do with that ‘frustrating’ little knot. And when his wife smirked, he knew his guess was spot on. Almost by some sort of miracle did that knot finally come loose, making it rather easy for the woman to pull off the long coat. Carlos went wide-eyed as he looked at her then: strutting over to him in her sexy little heels, her lacy ligerie barely hiding those beautiful curves of her body from him. Actually, scratch that. The damned lace didn’t do anything to hide shit from him.
And he loved it.
“_-_______!” he gasped, but found himself unable to move as she sat on his still propped up legs. “Since when do you own that kind of stuff?!”
“I don’t actually. I just got it early.” she leaned forward, leaving her lips less than an inch from his. “But about that whole family thing, I think we should go ahead an get started.”
Her voice held a mysterious seduction in it that left him powerless to her will as she began to unbutton his shirt, leaning up enough for her to push it off his shoulders. But it left his hands trapped, and he could do nothing but watch as she unbuttoned his shorts, pulling them down just enough for his length to spring free. The man gasped when she gave smirk, leaning forward to tease his shaft with her lips. He couldn’t help but groan when she licked the head, dipping the tip of her tongue into the slit before taking him into her mouth. She sucked him for only a few moments, just long enough to make into a panting mess, before releasing him.
Carlos couldn’t help his grunt of disappointment, but that sound of his grew into yet another shocked gasp as she removed the lacey panties that had help toment him only a few minutes before. The woman moved to sit on his lap straddling him, and leaving him waiting in anticipation for what would happen next. She shifted herself just slightly, using that damned slender hand of hers to guide his length to her entrance. With a roll of her hips he was in her, surrounded by the warm wetness of her womanhood.
“Mm~ah.” she arched her back, panting for just a moment before she could look at him again. Her face was flushed from excitment, and Carlos has no choice but to let her do as she pleased, still trying to free his hands from his shirt. The woman smiled, leaning forward to kiss him for a moment before wrapping her arms around him. She was so close, there was no way he was going to lose that moment. Carlos nudged her head slightly, kissing her cheek and down her jaw, allowing her to move her head so he could get at her neck and shoulder. But when he grabbed her bra strap in his teeth, leaning back just enough to let it snap when he released it, she pulled back.
“Aw, Carlos, don’t tell me you want that off too?”
“Damn right I do!” he pouted. “C’mon _______~!”
“Hm… not yet.” she pushed her straps off her shoulders but still didn’t remove it, only shifting again before she began to ride him. Carlos was made helpless once again by the pleasure that pulsed through him as she would bounce and grind against him, but he wasn’t about to give up. The woman gasped when he suddenly dropped his legs from his desk, kicking the papers off as he did, before he sat up. In a flash she found herself on his desk, his clothes finally finding their way to the floor as he grabbed the clasp of her bra. He took barely a moment to get it off of her, and leaned down to reclaim her chest as he began to move inside of her. She gasped and moaned, trapped in his arms as he thrust deep inside of her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of bliss as he teased her breasts with his tongue and lips. Hickeys covered her chest and neck before she finally hit that point, grabbing hold of his shoulders as she hit her climax. He followed soon after, filling her up before he pulled out. The woman gave a breathless smile as he grabbed his shirt, wrapping her up in it before carrying her to a little couch nearby.
"Get some rest _________."
"C-Carlos! Get the car!"