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Talia reached over and jerked the covers off his sleeping body, her eyes blazing lustfully. She needed his hard cock in her cunt, quenching its raging fire. She’d been thinking about it all day, worked herself into a needful frenzy by the time he came home from Wayne Enterprises, to rest in preparation for the night’s patrol. She had been slipping her fingers into Bruce’s throbbing, creamy home between her legs for the entire afternoon, pinching and tweaking her sensitive clit, rubbing her palm over her glossy moist cunt. She had almost come to a climax when she’d heard the car pull up in the driveway. She wasn’t about to let her wifely duties go undone.

But as always, Bruce headed straight for the shower. Then he gobbled dinner without even noticing the gleam in his wife’s eyes. Before Talia could even suggest something to help him relax, he had disappeared into the Batcave to review his investigations and train, leaving Talia waiting impatiently upstairs. Finally, around seven he’d come back up, all sweaty and musky with his exercise, and had gone straight to the bedroom before he passed out. He hadn’t even noticed the negligee Talia had put on for him!

Talia had a good notion to call Bane, just to see what he was up to. But she wasn’t the type to give up so easily, especially now that she’d gotten Bruce’s ring on her finger. She had the position she’d coveted, the title of his wife, and now she would take the satisfaction that came with it. She was going to force Bruce to fulfill her craving if it took all night. She would get him hard if she had to dress up like that feline nymphomaniac to do it!

(In point of fact, Talia had been wearing a catsuit for a while…)