Eliza Sharp Likes To Give (Eliza Sharp #2) (Patreon)

Author's Note: This is a sequel to Eliza Sharp Wants More

The night was humid, balmy. What little breeze that drifted off the lake onto the restaurant patio didn’t do much to cool Eliza’s warm skin. But that didn’t stop her from keeping herself close to her husband as they swayed to the soft music drifting from the speakers. The patio served as a dance floor and scenic view of the lake. Strings of lights hung overhead, giving soft illumination and reflected off the waters like sparkling fireflies.

Cody had his head against Eliza’s shoulder and her cheek was resting on the top of his head. She was wearing flats, but she was still almost a foot taller than him. It made for a less than traditional sight, usually it was the woman resting her head against her partner’s shoulder. But she didn’t care about appearances. Height difference was a stupid thing to be worried about anyway.

One of her husband’s hands was around her slim waist, her simple but sleek red dress clinging to her beautiful curves. His other hand was holding hers out to the side as they danced, moving slowly and rhythmically to the generic romantic music. It was Valentines and the restaurant was doing their best to cater to all the loving couples that had come out to celebrate. They’d already had a delightful dinner, drank a little wine, had some orgasmic tiramisu, and now they were working off a few of those calories dancing in the unseasonably warm February weather.

Eliza glanced around, a few other couples dancing like they were, but most were still sitting at their tables, enjoying their drinks and food. It was nice to be out. They hadn’t had a romantic evening like this in a while. Life was busy. Cody had gotten promoted at the publishing house he was working at. He was now lead Editor and that came with lots more responsibility, and lots more manuscripts to read over and edit. She couldn’t count the times that she’d gone to bed and he would be there with his glasses on and a red pen in hand reading through some new novel. Of course, it didn’t take much for her to pull his attention away, at least long enough for a little quality time.

Cody had his priorities in order. Family first. Just like her father and mother. They had both been hard workers, and sure sometimes work got in the way of things, but they always made the effort to keep their family happy and healthy. Cody was a hard worker, dedicated and passionate about his job, but he’d drop it at a moment's notice if he was needed.

A fresh breeze tousled her brunette curls, the smell of the various dishes couples were eating drifting around them as they swayed.

“I feel like I’m sweating like a pig.” Cody muttered, pulling away from her and shrugging one of his shoulders to wipe sweat from his cheek. He wasn’t kidding; his dark button down had signs of sweat stains around his collar and under his arms.

Eliza giggled, feeling her own sweaty spots, but less visible than her husband’s. “Well, you’re my sweaty pig.” She gave his nose a quick kiss. Cody gave a quiet ‘oink’ and Eliza couldn’t stop herself from bursting out laughing.

Some people gave her glances, but most were with smiles seeing her joy.

Cody’s smile was just as wide, his arms circling her waist. She put her hands on his shoulders and sighed, looking her husband in the eye and seeing the same man she met that fateful day in the bookstore. Sweet. Loving. Funny. And here she was, married to him for a little over six years, just shy of having him in her life for ten. The look she gave him was one that screamed she wanted multiple more decades with him.

“Are you ready to head home?” He asked as they continued moving slowly around the dance floor.

Eliza looked out at the quiet waters of the lake, the lights and stars and moon reflecting off its surface. “I suppose. I was hoping we could go for a walk, but you’re right. It’s pretty humid. I’m sweating in places I’m hoping you’ll wanna visit later but… not sure if you’ve got a sweat fetish.”

“Guess we could find out.” Cody winked and they laughed together, finally separating and walking back to their table to finish paying the bill. Eliza picked up her purse and put it on her shoulder as Cody signed the check and left a generous tip. Finally finished, they walked out of the restaurant hand in hand, strolling slowly in the night towards their car.

“Work going okay?” Eliza asked. They hadn’t done much talking during dinner, mostly having some peace and quiet, enjoying each other’s company and good food and wine. But now she wanted to catch up on the week's activities.

“It’s great. Though this novel I’m editing… I don’t know what it is but I feel like maybe the author used AI. And, I mean, I’m all for using AI in some ways as a tool. An assistant. Like spellcheck, or Grammarly. But… yeah this person is either completely robotic or it was written by a machine.” Cody sighed, squeezing her hand and rolling his eyes.

She noticed a few wrinkles around his eyes. The thing about being together all the time and for so long, you sometimes don’t notice the little things, like aging. Her husband was getting older, just like she was. And it was showing in distinguished ways like those wrinkles around his eyes, a few gray hairs along his temples that seemed a bit premature for his age. All those little things just made her love him more. Happy that she was living those lines and hairs with him.

“And you still have to edit something written by a machine? Sounds… like creating more work rather than helping streamline things.” She leaned into him as they weaved through the parking lot.

“You’re telling me. But, it is what it is. The publishing world is changing and we’ve gotta adjust. Sure we should have some hard lines, but we can’t ignore the world around us.”

She loved Cody’s mind. Sharp. Aware. Thoughtful.

They approached their sensible Subaru and Cody opened Eliza’s door for her, helping her in because her dress was just a little tight around her thighs. She settled in as Cody jogged around and got into the driver's seat. He reached for the ignition button but Eliza stopped him, hand touching his and drawing his attention.

“Not yet.” She said lightly, like she was afraid someone might overhear even though they were at the far end of the parking lot and in the shadows cast from a line of trees at the edge of the lot.

“Why?” Cody’s eyebrow lifted curiously.

Eliza grinned wide. “Well, it’s Valentine’s. This dinner was perfect and I’m happy we were able to get out and enjoy this, but now I have something to give you.” She shifted in her seat to face him and slipped the straps of her dress off of her shoulders and carefully pulled the front of her dress down exposing her bare breasts, soft and heavy with her bright pink nipples already hard. There was a soft sheen to her skin from sweat, shining down between her chest.

Cody’s breath hitched and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he stared at her breasts. No matter how many times he’d seen them, they were still a delight.

With her chest exposed, she gave a quick glance around making sure the parking lot was empty of people, and then reached into her husband’s lap, unbuckling and unzipping skillfully. She reached in and pulled out Cody’s growing cock, hand sliding along his hardening length. “Mmm, I’ve been feeling this the whole time we were dancing.” Her smile was bright as she leaned in and gave Cody a deep, slow kiss.

The feel and sound of Cody’s heartbeat in his chest was reverberating in the pulse of his cock as she rubbed her thumb along his frenulum. Her other hand cupped his balls, warm and a little slick with sweat. The smell of his musk didn’t bother her in the slightest. Breaking their kiss, Eliza leaned down and enveloped her husband’s cock between her breasts and with the dark head exposed she slipped her lips along his tip and took in the mushroom, tongue swirling around and licking at the slit tasting his potent precum.

“Fu…fuck, Eliza…holy shit…” Cody groaned, holding the back of her heat, fingers twisting into her hair. She didn’t give him car blowjobs very often, but when she did, they were phenomenal. 

Eliza’s red lips glided along his cock head, coating it in a mixture of her saliva and his oozing precum. Her lipstick started to rub off along the tender skin making him shake. She pushed her breasts around his shaft, stroking up and down as she enveloped it. They were soft, warm pillows squeezing him and making his tip ooze. Eliza popped off his tip with a loud smack and lavished her tongue around him glancing up with a grin as Cody watched her shaking.

“Mmmm, like that, Daddy?” She cooed and kissed his tip over and over with little butterfly kisses.

“Fuck honey, yes… god yes… you’re gonna…”

“Cum. Cum on my tits honey, I want to rub it in like lotion all over these milkers.” She teased, laughing along with her husband as he started to peak. “Cum honey. Cum for me baby!” Her tongue lapped at the underside of his shaft and finally Cody couldn’t hold back anymore. His cum shot up into the air and landed all over the rise of her chest and started dripping down along the slope of her tits. More bursts followed, covering her tits in a shimmering white glaze.

“Fuuuuuuck.” Cody groaned, gripping her hair and arching in his seat as he unloaded all over his wife’s beautiful chest.

Eliza gently licked at Cody’s pulsing cock, sensitive from his orgasm. Every little lick sent a tremor through him and another groan bubbling from his lips. Her lips became glossed with his cum, salty and sweet on her tongue. When she was finished cleaning the few drips that had escaped her tits, Eliza sat back up in her seat and with her eyes still on her husband began to gently massage his semen into her soft skin all over her breasts, bouncing them teasingly in her palms and jiggling her chest with a huge grin.

Cody smiled, watching her little performance and feeling his cock already starting to stir again. Eliza noticed too and winked. “Save round two for when we get home.” The show over for the moment, Eliza slipped her dress back up and straps over her shoulders.

“Fuck.” Cody sighed and tucked his cock back into his slacks and settled back into his seat. “You really expect me to drive after that?”

She reached over and squeezed his thigh. “Yep.”

With a sigh, Cody smiled, started the car, and pulled out of the parking lot trying not to keep looking at the glistening sheen on his wife’s chest.

…

Cody opened the door slowly and quietly, slipping in with Eliza behind him and then just as quietly closing it. Jenny White from down the block peeked out from the living room. She was a highschool senior with short blonde hair and the sort of welcoming smile that easily labeled her as ‘the girl next door’.

“Hey!” She said in a slightly loud whisper. “How was dinner?”

Eliza grinned and put her purse down on the entryway table. “It was fantastic. How was your night?” She asked even as she was walking quickly down the hall towards the bedroom.

“Great.” Jenny replied, ducking back into the living room and grabbing her backpack, stuffing her homework back into it and then stepping back into the hall. 

Cody pulled out his phone, quickly opening the Zelle app. “No problems?” He asked as Jenny pulled out her phone.

“Nope. Everything went smooth.” She was all smiles but clearly looked tired. It was only eleven, but Cody knew first hand how much of a handful these evenings could be.

He quickly sent over her pay with an extra tip. Jenny’s phone pinged, having received the money. “Thanks Mr. Sharp. Give me a call if you need me again.” She gave Cody a quick hug and then waved as she slipped out the door and into the night.

Undoing a few buttons from his shirt, still feeling the stifling heat of the evening, Cody made his way down the hall to the back bedroom and pushed the door open quietly.

Eliza was standing next to the pale pink painted crib, their precious little eight month old bundle of joy held in her arms, her dress pulled down to free one of her breasts that little Angie was eagerly suckling even though it looked like she was still deep asleep. Her face was sweetly pale and chubby, thin curling brown hair all over her head. She was wrapped in a dinosaur blanket, one hand free reaching out and grabbing at Eliza’s breasts as she drank deep.

Cody watched his wife as she gently swayed, softly humming a nonsense tune as she held Angie tight and watched her with more love than he’d ever seen her express, even for him. And he knew she loved him to the moon and back.

Eliza looked over at him, smiling. “She was sucking and reaching, I couldn’t just let her dream about momma’s milk. Gotta give her the real thing.”

Cody chuckled. “No argument from me. Though this might hinder that second part of your present?” He raised an eyebrow, still wondering what she had planned. It was clearly sex, but she seemed like she had something special planned rather than the few little quickies they’d been able to have since Angie was born. If that’s all he got tonight he’d still be happy. It didn’t matter how long or how intense or creative the sex was, being close to Eliza was pleasure enough.

His wife grinned mischievously. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m just giving her a late night snack so she will stay down longer. Hopefully, anyway. I’m determined to give you your present.”

He chuckled again, continuing to unbutton his shirt. “Well, I won’t distract you then. I’m gonna get out of this shirt, I think I may have ruined it with all this sweat.”

“My sweaty man.” Eliza teased, giving him a wink, continuing to rock Angie slowly.

Cody left his girls, going to the master bedroom to get undressed and at the very least wipe himself down so he wasn’t a sweaty mess. He shed his clothes and tossed them in the hamper and proceeded to wipe himself down with a wet cloth, brush his teeth, and then went into the bedroom, turning down the sheets.

Eliza slipped in, closing the door behind her and handed the baby monitor to Cody. Her dress was still pulled down, breasts out and swaying tantalizingly.

“I see you looking Cody Sharp.” She wagged a finger at him, standing with hip cocked and tits bare as if it were no big deal. That was happening more and more since Angie was born. Eliza just felt like it was easier to go topless so she could feed their little girl at the drop of a hat. And it didn’t hurt that Cody was constantly watching like she was trying to hypnotize him.

“What? I can’t ogle my wife?” He grinned, his boxers already beginning to tent.

“Oh sure. You and Angie both. I’m just a pair of tits to you two.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder, a mock exasperated sigh leaving her lips as she turned and sashayed into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

“You’re more than a pair of boobs.” Cody called after her with a laugh.

“Ass too!” The reply was muffled from behind the door.

Cody shrugged. He couldn’t argue. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as if he’d been running a mile. Tonight had been relaxing but there was always an undercurrent of exhaustion to everything these days. A baby will do that. Add on that he’d gotten his promotion and Eliza had put her modeling career on hold until Angie was older, it was a lot of pressure for a man and husband to endure. Let alone having such a terrific partner in Eliza. He wasn’t shouldering the load on his own, Eliza was doing just as much if not more work. Taking care of Angie, cleaning the house, cooking meals. She was a one woman hurricane of power and perseverance.

He twisted the simple silver wedding band on his finger and smiled. Whatever the reason that Eliza had chosen him, he was determined to live up to that privilege.

“Oh, deeear?” Eliza’s singsong voice carried from behind the bathroom door as he eased open a crack. “Are you ready for your Valentine’s present?”

Cody’s full attention moved to that sliver of light and the little peek of his wife’s face. “I… guess, though considering how extravagant your presents are, I don’t know if I’m ever really ready.”

“You’re right. I always blow you away.” She chuckled and whipped the door open, stepping boldly into the bedroom. Gone was the dress she had been wearing at dinner, a sexy symbol all on its own. Now she was dressed in some of the most playful and erotic lingerie Cody had ever laid eyes on.

Eliza’s full breasts were covered by small fabric red hearts covering her nipples, trimmed in frilly white lace. The hearts were held together by thin red string that was tied behind her neck but barely able to contain her full tits, now much bigger thanks to all the milk they contained for their baby. Around her still slim waist—just a little more fluffy after pregnancy—was a white lace garterbelt with straps tightly clipped to deep shiny red stockings that clung to her shapely legs. Her panties were identical to the ‘bra’, a red heart covering her pussy with white lace trim and a string hidden between her firm ass cheeks and around her waist. She’d brushed back her hair and was wearing a little lace headband a lot like french maids would wear.

She stood confident, hip cocked, hand on her waist looking at her husband with a deviously lustful smile.

“Holy shit.” Cody muttered.

“Hey now, mister. Language. We have a little girl in the house now. We need to watch our tongues or her first words are going to be some sort of expletive.” Eliza wagged a finger at Cody even as she licked her lusciously painted red lips.

“Fu…uh…ummm…. Geeze.” Cody stammered, eyes wandering over every inch of his wife. She’d put on a little weight thanks to the pregnancy and it was going to take a little while to burn it off and tone everything back up to where it was before. But she was still slim, still sexy, maybe even more so because of the fact that her body was proof they’d made something beautiful and precious together. She’d carried a person! A full person inside her. And she’d done it with grace and beauty.

Cody’s cock was painfully hard in his boxers as he continued staring like he was a virgin seeing his very first woman.

Eiliza bit her lip. “So, you like what you see?” She took a step forward and began to slowly make a turn, like a model at the end of a runway. Her legs and steps moved with the kind of elegance that is drilled into young models from day one when they begin their careers. As her backside came into view, a beautiful bare ass with just that thin red string between the cheeks, she stopped and bent forward, hands caressing down her hips and thighs and to her knees, pushing out her ass and giving Cody another surprise.

A ruby heart buttplug was nestled between her cheeks.

“Fuck me.” Cody gasped seeing the plug. It’d been a while since they’d had any ass play. At least since they started trying to get pregnant. And then once she was pregnant they stayed to the tried and true missionary. After having Angie, they’d had the appropriate break so Eliza could recover properly and after that they’d just hadn’t messed with it. But now it was clear, Eliza was over any conditions when it came to sex.

Her hand moved back and pushed against the ruby heart. “Mmmm fuck honey, it’s a big on. Really big. I wanted to feel full tonight. Completely full.” She looked back with a devious gleam in her eyes.

“I… fu…” He halted before cursing again and chuckled. “Guess we are just missing a cock for your mouth, huh? Or are you hiding someone else in the bathroom?”

Eliza laughed. “You really think you could handle sharing me?” She whirled, her breasts swaying like pendulums, barely held by the heart bra.

Cody blushed. “I… well I mean, I’m not some territorial guy, but… I mean.”

His wife continued moving her hands over her body, her stomach with the light trace of stretch marks from pregnancy, cupping her tits and letting them bounce, into her hair. “Cody. I know you're secure. And I know even though I belong to you, you don’t view me as something to own. And if you really wanted, we could try sharing. But tonight, it’s just you and me honey. And we don’t need another man to fill my mouth…” She sauntered to her side of the bed, opposite where Cody was sitting, and reached into her bedside table drawer and pulled out a thick long pale and true to life looking dildo.

Cody’s eyes widened. “And which hole is that for?”

Eliza climbed onto the bed, crawling towards her husband, ass swaying behind her and tits hanging below. As she came forward she brought the dildo to her lips and began to lick around the head, eyes still on him. “Mmmm, it’s so big Cody. Maybe a little bigger than yours?” She teased, licking along the shaft of the silicon and then sucking at the face balls at the base.

Cody was panting now, his hand clutching the tent in his boxers.

“Mmmmmm, so big. So thick and hard. Do you have something that can compare? Or should I just rely on this fake cock to give me some Valentine’s day orgasms?” It was a challenge and Cody was already burning to prove that he was leagues better than some fake molded dildo.

Eliza saw the fire in her husband’s eyes. Knew she’d hit just the right buttons to get her man going and ready to pounce. And that’s exactly what he did. Cody moved fast across the bed, taking Eliza by the arm and pushing her down onto her back. He pushed her legs open, feeling the soft slickness of her stockings clinging to her legs. Kneeling between her thighs, he reached up and grabbed the dildo from her. “You’ve got a dirty mouth, Mrs. Sharp. You know that?”

Her tongue seductively licked her lips watching Cody. “I know I do, Mr. Sharp. I’m a filthy milf. A milf that loves a big fat cock and wants every hole full. Think you can manage that?” She reached out, nails trailing along Cody’s thighs making him shiver.

“I think we need to put that mouth to better use.” Cody smiled and took the dildo, pressing it to her mouth and began pushing—not forcefully but enough that she had to open—into her throat.

Eliza groaned, letting her throat open as the dildo filled her mouth. She kept her eyes open watching Cody as he held the dildo, feeding it to her, but also struggled pulling out his steel hard cock. Multitasking as best he could, he continued pushing the dildo into her throat and lined up his cock with her pussy, pulling her little heart g-string panties aside to reveal the smooth glistening slit that had given him so much pleasure and recently given them both a beautiful daughter.

Eliza reached down, nails scratching against his arm as he pressed his head to her entrance, trying to encourage him to put it inside. She couldn’t speak, her mouth and throat full, the dildo now completely in and the silicon balls pressed to her chin.

Both panting in heat, Cody groaned loudly as he sank inside the velvet fire of his wife’s cunt. Eliza arched, feeling the intense feeling of her husband's cock filling her while the metal buttplug was filling her ass. And along with her mouth full, she was airtight for the first time in her life and briefly understood how this could be addictive. Overwhelming. Scary. But so fucking good, especially feeling the rawness of Cody’s perfect cock stretching her walls.

She moaned around the dildo, practically screaming as an orgasm rushed and crashed over her like an avalanche. It’d snuck up on her, ripped from her depths when every hole had been filled. Juices gushed from her pussy around her husband, dripping down her plugged ass as she sucked and drooled over the dildo in her mouth.

Cody eased himself inside, feeling the pressure from the plug in her ass making her pussy even tighter than usual. He held the dildo’s base, keeping it pressed in his wife’s mouth as he sank further and further until he felt the cold of the ruby hilt of the plug against his balls.

“Shit…holy fuck Eliza…oh god.” He stared down at where they joined, her lips puffy and slick and squeezing him. Her lingerie enticing and beautiful. Tits flattened against her as she lay on her back, full and lush. Her lips stretched around the base of the dildo, saliva and drool dripping along her chin and neck as her burning overwhelmed gaze met his. She would have been saying much the same thing if she could speak.

That hesitation only lasted a minute. Cody couldn’t hold himself back. Pushing up Eliza’s legs, he was able to sink just a little deep inside her. He grabbed hold of her wrists and pinned them over her head, The dildo stuffed down her throat, her lips sucking to keep it from slipping out as Cody began to slam down hard into her pussy.

“Fuck!” He grunted, trying to keep his voice down so they didn’t wake Angie. Hips snapping and slapping against his wife’s thighs. “Fucking shit honey. God yes you feel good.”

She cried out around the dildo, arching into her husband's primal drilling thrusts that reached her intimate depths. Her chest heaved tits boucning and jumping with the rhythm of Cody’s fucking. He held her down, his face a mask of determination and concentration as he pounded into her pussy, thick squelching, juicy sounds eminating from them both as they fucked.

This wasn’t the tender and sometimes hurried love they’d been making over the past months since Angie had been born. This was raw. It was filthy. They were hungry for each other like drug addicts who’d been trying to get clean but finally gave in to their overwhelming need.

Eliza’s tits bounced free from the hearts, her nipples swollen and hard from feeding Angie and her arousal. Little drips of milk slid along the soft slopes and splashed as she writhed.

The dildo finally burst free from Eliza’s mouth, slick and slippery popping out of her lips and letting her breaths and cries escape. “Fuck! Fuck me Cody oh god fuck me!” She cried out, their fingers tangling as he held her hands and pounded harder, faster, straining as he looked down at her.

“Give Angie a sister baby!” She moaned with a beautiful sly smile.

“Oh fucking god!” Cody gasped and his orgasm burst like a dam cracking. His cum shot out deep into Eliza, filling her up and foaming and dripping out as he kept thrusting deep. He released her hands and she immediately grabbed his ass, fingers digging in and pulling him close.

“Yes! Fucking yes baby! Oh fuck I’ve been wanting this all night.” She was half panting half giggling as she held her husband tight and let his cock pulse inside.

“Ahh! Ahhhhhhh!” The cries weren’t coming from Eliza this time.

The two parents lay panting, Cody collapsed on top of Eliza, her hands rubbing up and down his sweaty back as they came back down from their orgasmic heights and were alerted by the baby monitor of Angie’s soft little wails. She didn’t sound overly distressed, but it was the clear cries of a baby that wanted comfort.

Breaths coming hard, Cody pushed up and off Eliza, rolling and getting off the bed, grabbing his discarded boxers.

Eliza watched him, eyes glazed with satisfaction as she eyed his narrow behind before he pulled up his boxers. “Gonna go and be a papa?” She asked, brushing back sweaty hair and letting her hand drift down to her swollen pussy, dripping with thick streams of semen.

Cody turned with a smirk. “Figure it’s my turn. You’ve given plenty tonight. Time for me to give you some time to relax.” he was heading to the door.

“Mmmm.” Eliza sighed, swirling her husband’s cum along her smooth labia. “I think you might have really given Angie a sister tonight.” She laughed.

Her husband turned back, looking at her hard for a minute and smiled. “Why not a brother?”

“Mm mm. Nope. Sister. I feel it.” She grinned and winked at him.

His smile was bright as he shook his head and went down the hall to Angie’s room. Eliza turned onto her side and watched the baby monitor, the black and white picture of a wiggling baby girl visible in the dark. Cody stepped in and carefully went to the crib and lifted up Angie, holding her close and rocking, patting her back.

“That’s a good girl. Daddy’s here.” He whispered, only barely audible on the crackling speaker.

Eliza watched her family, contentment and peace washing over her and then she was asleep, dreaming of not just one little girl running around the house, but two.