“Don’t cum yet, Nenoka,” I murmur, looking up at her delightfully flushed face when I feel her start to tightenaround my fingers.
She might be an angel, but I want her to let go when I do. We will do this together, just before our wedding, as we break every rule in the book.
Just when her whole body starts to tremble with arousal, her back arching as she rides my face, I pull away.
Rising up, I take in the sight of her for a second. Panting, flushed and perfectly angelic, with her bare pussy exposed under her stunning dress.
If I take her just like this, I’m not going to last a second. And I know I’ll end up ripping that bridal gown to pieces so I can watch her breasts bounce. Somehow, I don’t think the bridal shop will be so amenable to our last-minute requests a second time around.
“Turn around.” My command is rough, but she follows without question, bracing herself on the desk with her elbows and pulling her ivory dress up around her waist again. Head down, ass up.
Perfection.
Her bare pussy peeks out, pink and glistening from my teasing.
Nina lets out an impatient whine that goes straight to my aching cock.
I can’t whip it out fast enough, shoving my dress pants down and fisting my shaft as I stare down at her. Obedient, submissive and all mine. Dressed up in that white dress, just for me.
I caress her ass and land a slap on her round ass cheek. The whimper sends even more blood coursing down to my cock.
“Hurry up,” Nina cries out, finally sick of my delaying.
But I can’t resist teasing her alittle more.
“Are you so desperate for my cock that you can’t even stand it when my tongue isn’t filling you up for a few seconds?” I tut at her.
Nina’s ass bounces as she clenches her thighs together in arousal.
“Fuck you, Art. Just shut up and fuck me.”
“Only if you say please.”
She huffs out a sound that is half a laugh and half a cry of frustration.
“Please, fuck me, oh please, my husband to be.”
I trace my cock over her soaked pussy and nudge into her soft entrance. Just the tip, spreading her open, so she can feel my girth. But I’m not fucking her yet. I want to hear her beg.
“Again.”
“Please,” she cries out, elongating the sound and grinding her hips around me to take me inside her. Her voice goes strained as I push a little deeper, just the tip inside her now. “Yes, fuck, more. Please, Art. I need your cock so bad.”
“Only because you asked so nicely,” I smirk, driving my cock inside her with one long stroke.
My teasing words turn into a moan as I feel how soaked and hot Nina is. I really got her right to the edge. Her tiny muscles are trembling around me, holding my cock so tight that I have to work to get deeper.
“Oh God, you feel good, Nenoka.”
I grab her round ass, taking a handful with each hand, and use the leverage to work myself inside her until I’m all the way in. Finally, I look down at my cock stuffed into her pussy, stretching her glistening skin wideopen around me.
She gasps with need, her hands gripping the edge of the desk tight. My balls slap against her as I slam all the way out and embed myself in that tight hole again. Stretching her out. Making her mine.
I thought I would be able to keep this loving. Gentle. To not ruin her pretty make-up. To not make enough noise to attract attention in the busy household.
My cock has other ideas.
I don’t care that it’s our wedding day, Nina’s cunt demands to be fucked rough. I want to hear her whimper with need, right on that edge of pleasure and pain.
