I was absentmindedly leaned over the back of the couch as I checked my phone. Impatiently, I was waiting for some kind of text that Ricky's plane had landed. He had this conference he had to go to for a week in Paris. It was some big deal and I understand that. I'm so happy he's getting a lot more recognition for his hard work. The Suicide Squad project has made him a big name in the world of black ops. To me though, he's still my husband that I miss dearly. I wanted him back home already!

Chris and Angelo walked into the main room. Their hands were intertwined like a high school couple. It was adorable. They had just come back from a date, I presume. I say that innocently but a hit mission can be considered a date to them. Ricky and I are the same way. As long as we're together, we don't care if we're getting ice cream or peeling off someone's skin while they're still alive.

As Chris passed me, he stopped to gawk. He ran his hand up my leg, taking in a breath, "I see someone is slutting it up tonight."

I snickered, "Mhmmm, but I'm not sharing any sugar with you. Ricky's coming back from his trip."

"That's okay," He replied as he wrapped his arm around Ange's waist, "This one is sweet enough." Chris brought his other hand under Angelo's chin, titling his face up for a kiss. They're so fucking cute. It makes me want to vomit.

My phone went off, making my heart race out of my chest. Finally! Ricky had text me that he was going through the security check point at the front of the base. It takes about ten minutes. There is pretty serious security, as you can imagine. It is a super secret government base after all. I left the main room of the living quarters and started to walk towards the hall he would be coming down.

I miss hearing his voice in person. The feeling of his skin against mine, the sound of his breaths when he sleeps, I want it all back already. I also really miss getting fucked by him. No matter how tired he is from his traveling, I know there is no way in Hell he's going to pass up slamming me against our bed. My tight skirt was barely covering my ass. A crop top hugged my upper half pretty well. No fishnets tonight, but I did have knee high boots, which drive him equally as crazy. I know how to properly welcome my baby back home.

After what felt like an eternity of waiting, I finally saw him walking down that light grey hallway. I ran up to Ricky and attacked him with a hug. He wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing me deeply. One of his hands went up the small of my back while the other traveled across my ass. I brought my leg up by his hip. It was like he hadn't even been gone. We barely missed a beat and we were back to our flaming passion.

"Mhm, I missed you." I mused as we parted ways.

Ricky's hand continued to go down my skirt as he replied, "I missed you too, Kitten. I missed your fucking body too." His palm rested on the inside of my leg. He gave me a little squeeze that went a long way. "I'd fuck you right here if I could."

"If only." I laughed, "I've been so fucking lonely without you. Please, fuck me, Daddy. I miss your cock."

"Bedroom. Now." He growled.

You don't have to tell me twice. I grabbed him by the hand and practically dragged him back to our living quarters. He was horny as fuck and starving for my body. I barely managed to turn around before he was shoving me back on the bed. Oh, I really missed this fucking man. Goddamn. He was being aggressive in the manor that reminded me who exactly I belong to.

Ricky yanked my shirt down to my stomach and pushed my skirt up to the same area. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. With the opposite hand, he pushed two fingers inside of me. I moaned instantly for him.

He laughed evilly, "That's my girl. Moan for me."

"Oh, Daddy!" I cooed for him.

If he wanted to, he could get off just by the sounds of my moans. I loved the way I had him wrapped around my finger. He wiggled his fingers around inside of me, causing me to shake. It's been so fucking long since I've felt his amazing touch. He doesn't like me to fuck the others when he's not around either. Meaning, I haven't gotten fucked in a few months now. That's way too long for me.

Ricky let go of my hair and I fell down to the bed. He pulled his fingers out of me and spanked my ass. I couldn't help myself but smile, drunk off his passion. As he started to undress himself, I heard a slam against the wall in the next room. Followed up by the unmistakable sound of Angelo moaning and Chris talking dirty to him. These walls were a little thin, I guess.

"You look like you want to go join them." Ricky teased me when I got distracted by the scene next door.

"Mmmh... Maybe tomorrow night. Tonight, I just want your cock, please." I batted my long fake eyelashes at him.

He laughed, getting that golden ray of sunshine for a smile. Ricky ran his hands over my ass and around my hips, "You have no idea how long I've waited to hear those words. I've been gone from my little slut way too long..." He stuck his hand into my mouth to wet his fingers. As he pulled away, he mused, "Say it for me."

I slowly bit my lip as I looked back at him. "Mmfh, fuck me with your huge cock, Daddy?"

Every time I called him "daddy" his cock got harder. It wasn't a lifestyle thing at all. It was more of just a kink in the bedroom. He liked control and "Master/Sir" was a little too formal for us. I loved when he calls me his "kitty" or "kitten". It just makes my stomach sink and my mind floats off. All I can think about is him.

Ricky placed both his hands on my hips and directed me to roll to my back. "I want to see that pretty face while I'm fucking you." He told me as he pulled my legs up around his hips. Ricky leaned forward to bring our bodies and faces closer together, "I love to see the face you make when I do this."

"Do wha- Oh, fuck." I gasped when he began to push his tip inside of me.

Even after all this time, it still feels like the first time. Both in passion and fit. My walls of abuse wrapped around his cock like a glove. He was always good about using a ton of lube though. Ricky placed his hands on the bed behind me and lowered his face into my neck. He started to fuck me like there was no tomorrow. I quickly grasped onto him for dear life as he fucked my brains out.

"Fuck!" My voice peaked as I dug my nails into his back.

Ricky groaned against my neck. His teeth grazed over my skin lightly. If he was a vampire, he would've bitten me by now. Not saying he doesn't bite me anyways, but tonight he held off on the abusive sex. He just wanted to fuck and reconnect. I'm so fucking happy to have him back home. Holy fuck. This is why I submit to this man and this man only. No one else can make me feel this fucking good.

He lifted his head up and looked me deep in the eyes. Ricky hooked his thumb inside my mouth, causing me to laugh. It tickled for some bizarre reason. He smiled as he smeared my lipstick down my chin. Ricky stole a kiss from me. As he did, he slammed deep inside of me and held himself there. He wrapped his hand around me and stroked me slowly.

I whined, "Baby, stop torturing me!"

Ricky pressed his thumb over my slit slowly. My jaw hit the ground and my hand weakly grasped the blankets. He chuckled, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

It didn't help that Chris was fucking nailing the shit out of Angelo in the next room. I heard Angelo practically crying as he reached his orgasm. It made it that much harder that Ricky was holding me a hair away from cumming. He loved to do this. As amazing as it makes the release, the moments leading up to it are fucking awful.

"Please, let me cum!" I pleaded, "Please, Daddy."

"Awe, you sound so pathetic, my little whore." He pulled a few inches out of me and slammed back in. I let out a small cry, giving him a desperate look with my eyes. Ricky brushed my hair out of my eyes, "Cum for me, Kitten."

He started to fuck me again, returning to the same vicious speed as before. I wrapped my hand around myself and worked myself up to an orgasm. Which wasn't that hard when I had my husband pounding me with his giant cock. I uncontrollably screamed for him as I released onto my stomach. The feeling of his cum shooting up inside of me only elongated my orgasm. He groaned as his head fell against my shoulder.

"Good God," He panted, "I fucking missed you, Baby."

"I missed you too, Babe. I missed your cock and your cuddles." I replied.

Ricky pulled himself out of me. He flipped his hair out of his face as he tiredly smiled at me, "Well, I've given you one. Time for the other."

"Yay." I murmured as I crawled up to the top of the bed.

While I waited on him to get himself cleaned up, I rid myself of my disheveled clothes and shoes. I cleaned myself up too and grabbed a nightgown from my drawer. Ricky walked around to his side of the bed. He pulled back the sheets and the second he sat down, I was snuggling into him. Everything next door had settled down too. It was back to being quiet in the base.

I rested my head on Ricky's shoulder. He smelled so good. I missed the smell of his cologne and the rhythm of his heart. Ricky placed a soft kiss on my forehead and tightened his grip around me. We just enjoyed the utter silence for a few minutes. What broke it was the sound of one of the other doors in the hall slamming. After a moment, I figured out it was Kuza's. The moaning of a girl started to echo throughout the living quarters.

"OH, C'MON!" Ryan shouted across the hall.

Right, I forget not everyone is up for hearing sex constantly. Ricky and I laughed, but I doubt he found it that funny. He's constantly got all these science experiments going on. Maybe he can invent a pill or something that makes him actually interested in sex. I'm kidding, by the way. I totally respect the fact that he's asexual but fuck, I don't know how he lives without getting his dick sucked at least every once and while.

"Wait..." I muttered sleepily, "The others aren't back from Morocco yet, are they?"

Ricky fell into concern when he realized it, "No..."

"So... Who's Mike fucking?" I wondered. Then I sighed, "I knew this would happen. Those two were never going to last."

"Are you really that upset about it? You never liked his girlfriend that much."

I shrugged, "Eh, if she makes him happy. Problem is, she doesn't much anymore. Mike can do what he wants as long as it doesn't cause issues in the future." I cut myself off with a yawn.

Ricky seemed tired too. I snuggled my face into his shoulder and allowed myself to drift off. There was no place I would rather me than right here.