–LUELLA –
Irresponsibly selfish.I rarely fit this status, but it’s definitely where I find myself at this very moment.Do I care?No way.Not after the things I’ve seen and heard today.Disappointment and sadness feel like a heavy stone in the pit of my stomach.
Combined with the wild fury running through me from the building annoyance and anger?I’m ready to tear something apart.Which most times entails a body strapped to a chair in a warehouse on the edge of town to give me all the soundproof space I need to torture information out of someone for my father.
Everything I’ve done has always been for my father; it’s the only way of life I’ve known and grew up with.This is the first time I stood up to him.Threatened to end him...and I meant it too.The emotional turmoil is making my mind spin.
“Shower,” Macsen rumbles and smacks my ass.
Smacks.My.Ass.My anger is suddenly ready to unleash on the one who is right here with me.I whirl around to face him, ready to lash out, even if I agreed when he mentioned we’d have sex again.
Before I can utter a single word, the man has me by the throat and grunts, “Fight me if you want, all it will get you is fucked.”
I can easily get out of his hold; he knows it, and I know it.Yet, the way he towers over me, his warm hand gripping my throat in a sweet balance of tight and gentle making my panties damp with desire.
The one night we shared two months ago is a memory I’ve experienced inside of my mind many times.I might have lost my virginity on my wedding day, but my first time having sex was when Macsen took my body for the ride of my life.Never had I experienced pleasure in all the ways he showed me.
Another night of oblivious pleasure is exactly what I need right now.A sly smile tugs my lips when I lean into his grip and act as if I’m getting ready to fight him.His nostrils flare and he tightens his grip right before his other hand fists my hair.
His voice is a raw rasp when he orders, “Get on your knees.”
There is no choice when he pushes me down and keeps a firm grip on my hair.
“Good girl,” he praises, sending a little thrill through my body as he lets his thumb slide over my bottom lip.“Tell me, Luella.Have these lips only ever tasted my cum?”
I don’t trust my own voice, so I give a slight nod to answer his question.Though, he knows the truth before asking.With only having sex on my wedding night, it was more in the lines of a task being crossed off a list.A ritual he needed to perform...unlike the hot and wild night I shared with Macsen.
Maybe it was different with him because it was my own choice.Along with the leap in knowledge I gained by reading smutty books and watching porn.All for the sake of getting to know pleasure and pain of the human body.
Macsen was the first man I was able to explore everything with.Act on desire, enjoy his wanted touch when I feel sparks ignite between us.None of that happened on my wedding day.Those gruesome minutes all went by with clenched teeth and holding myself back from reaching for my knife and gutting my husband...which still happened a few hours after he took my virginity.
“Answer me.”The hard snap in Macsen’s voice pulls me back to the here and now.
“Only yours,” I breathe.
The satisfaction on his face, eyes filled with pure lust, and the soft caress of his thumb along my jaw makes me confess on a whisper, “You were the first one who gave me pleasure, who tasted me between my legs, who had my mouth, my ass, and lights my body with unfamiliar desire.”
“Fuck,” he grits and leans down to kiss me.
His tongue seeks entrance, and I moan when he kisses me deeper.A gasps rips from me when his mouth disappears, leaving me to follow after him.He prevents me from getting up by tightening his fist in my hair, causing pin prickles all over my scalp.
“Stay on your knees.I want to feel those lips wrapped around my cock.Open your mouth, gorgeous.”
I do as he says while he quickly unbuckles his belt with one hand and shoves his jeans down to fist his cock.He slowly strokes himself and a pearly drop of precum leaks from the slit.
He pushes himself between my lips while he murmurs, “Have you missed my taste on your tongue the way I’ve been craving to bury myself in that tight pussy of yours?”
I can only moan when he thrusts his hips, filling my mouth with his cock.He hisses and croons words of praise, spurring me on to take him deeper.He’s completely consuming my every thought as he keeps my face in his hand and his eyes locked on mine.Desire floods my veins.His pleasure becomes mine as he keeps thrusting his hard length into my mouth.
Hollowing my cheeks, I suck while my tongue teases the underside of his cock.One night together, hours of pleasure, where we learned what we each liked.Exploring limits, extending pleasure to heighten the bliss...this man made me crave feelings I never knew existed.
“Suck harder.That’s it.Fuck.Yes...yessss.You want my cum down your throat, don’t you?”he practically snarls, balancing on a ledge I’m able to push him off.
And I do by taking his balls in my hand and rolling them the way he showed me.His thrusts slightly falter and then I feel his cock pulse as hot streams of cum enter my mouth.A muffled sound of my name flowing into a curse leaves his lips as he stares down in awe at me.
He shakes his head and steps back, gently swiping his thumb over my lips and shoving it into my mouth.“Can’t have you spilling drops of cum.”
Reaching for me, he pulls me to my feet.“Clothes off.On the bed on all fours and shove that tight ass in the air so I can lick your pussy from behind.”
