I push it in more and rock my hips to tease her clit. She’s going to cum so hard. Karessa looks beautiful like this. Soaked and at my mercy. The slow, steady strokes make her moan. A few minutes in and she’s already trembling. I pick up the pace, giving it to her harder until she screams. I don’t care how loud we get because everyone here already knows I reign over this pussy. Her starving hole sucks me in like she’s ready to have my babies. The thought makes my dick twitch inside of her.
Karessa’s juices are dripping down her thighs and I wouldn’t want it any other way. She screams my name when she cums and it spurs me to give her more. No mercy. No breaks. I just let one orgasm roll into the next. Finally, I ease up to lull her into a false sense of security then turn on the vibration in her ass. She lurches forward but can’t go anywhere with how she’s tied. I can feel the vibe as well and it’s damn good.
I change my stroke just a little because I know what it’ll do.
“Fuuuuck. Jagger my spot,” she pants.
I’m so hot I growl and pop her ass as I continue to drive her wild. Fuck the headboard hitting the wall. That shit can break for all I care.
“Does that mean you’re going to squirt for your husband?”
Her eyes are screwed shut and her mouth is open as I give her just the right amount of stimulation to drive her crazy while ensuring the toy hits her clit every time. Her pussy clamps down so tight it feels like a vise. Her hands ball into fists so tight that her knuckles lose some of their color. I moan uncontrollably when she cums harder than I’ve ever made her cum before.
“So good. So fucking good,” I whisper.
I need to cum. I pull out of her limp body, remove the vibe, and uncuff her. I roll her over and her eyes are glassy like she just experienced the biggest high. After I remove the cock-ring, I climb on top of her.
“Watch your husband give you his cum, Sweet Baby.”
Once I’m reconnected with her drenched pussy, I know it won’t take long.
“Oh, my.” She whimpers but wraps her arms around my neck.
I nip her lip and as expected, my balls tighten. Karessa licking my lips as I start to cum takes the experience to the next level. After a few deep breaths I smile down at her.
“What did you learn?”
Her eyes are half closed but the way she smiles lets me know she’s about to be on her bullshit.
“That I should aggravate you if I want super dick.”
A bark of laughter escapes before I can stop it. “Just for that we’re going all night.”
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Karessa
Shit,I’m sore. My husband is a maniac but Ainslee and I have a lot to do. It’s the big man's birthday and I’m happy that she not only remembered, but she planned in advance. Jagger and Mikonos are off with him while Ainslee and I put everything together. I’m sure whatever surprise she has for him is big since she enlisted the help of her one mortal enemy. I didn’t want to know because I love surprises so I want to see the reveal. Ainslee is on food duty and I’m doing my thing with the decorations. I’ve had to tell a few lies here and there to get the stuff I need because Oran is super perceptive so it takes a village to surprise him.
Orange is in my nature so it isn’t hard to create a motif with the colors Ainslee picked. There is a lot I can do with the right shades of orange and gray. We got to tell a few jokes and talk a little but with Ainslee being a baking machine, we had to focus hard on getting things done before the men returned.
I have the balloon arch done with the help of a couple of her men and now it’s just adding simple touches to make everything pop. Jagger texted when they were close but Ainslee had a few things to do and barely finished right before they appeared.
“Happy Birthday!” we yell when he arrives.
Oran is stunned. His gray eyes mimic stone and I get it because it’s really hard to get things past him. Ainslee put a lot of thought into it even with making the main cake orange velvet. I keep from jumping and clapping like an excited puppy because touching surprises is one of the reasons I got into this business in the first place.
In true greedy man fashion, Oran notices the food and dessert. I’m still grinning like an idiot when my husband grabs me and kisses my hair straight. If the world doesn’t learn anything else about Jagger Hanlon, they should know that this man can corrupt a saint with his mouth.
He lets me go to tease Ainslee about her lack of cooking when I get shielded by a big shadow.
“You’re welcome by the way.”
“What?” I crane my neck to look up at the giant and Mikonos smirks or at least his version of a smirk.
He leans on the counter to make himself smaller and practically whispers in my ear. “You’re walking sideways so Fuck Jagger My Spot was motivated, eh?”
I consider crawling into the refrigerator but Ainslee comes back excited to give Oran the gift she worked on with Jagger. My emotions clog my throat when she explains that she started a shelter named after Oran’s mom. The shock on his face doesn’t cloud the love he feels for her. It’s a truly touching moment but she one-ups it when she involves Jamie, Jagger’s brother.
