Zee pulled her against him, plowing into her with everything he had, and she wanted it.
“Yeah, that’s my dirty girl, so desperate to be fucked by her husband that she asks for it.Yes, push against me again.”
She cried out with shame forming a knot deep in her belly, driving her arousal higher.
Ella obeyed, letting go of her precarious grip.
Zee held her hips, met her thrusts and returned with one of his, deep and fast.
She couldn’t catch her breath, her vision blurred and when he raked his fist through her hair and pulled, her pussy clamped around his cock, wanting to take even more.
"Who owns you, dear heart?”His done dripped with a sweet caress, and his fingers kneaded the back of her neck, easing every inch of tension from her body.
“You do, Master.”Her breath came out shaky and breathy.
“That’s right.You’re not going to forget it.”He punctuated every word with a quick, sharp thrust, making her squirm.
“No, Sir, I could never!”Ella’s legs trembled, and she wanted release.
She was so close to the edge as pleasure broke out deep from her core, climbing up, wanting to take her.
“You are mine, always!”Zee roared the words as his hot release exploded in her and his fingers swiped through her wetness, his thumb pressing on her clit.He finger-fucked her roughly and the sensations caught her in a pleasure twist she wanted to stay in.
"Please, Master!Please!"
“Come now, Ella!”Zee pinched her clit in between his fingers.
The orgasm exploded, capturing her senses, waves of pleasure crashing against her, thick and hot.
Zee wrapped an arm around her midsection, and kissed her, all hot possession.
Ella shuddered from the aftereffects as she closed her eyes, giving over to his kiss.
“You’re mine, Ella.”
“Yes, Master.”
Zee cupped her face in his palm, then he straightened out her top, and smoothed out her skirt.
“You may shower when you get home tonight but go reapply your lipstick.”
“Yes, Master.”She bit her lip as she clamped her legs together against his sticky cum.
“I’m glad I came home in time.”Zee grinned cheekily at her.
“Me too!”She hurried into their bathroom, Zee following her.
“I have time for a quick shower.But you, my dirty girl, have to wait.”Zee grinned, setting his glasses on the counter.
She caught his lustful glance as he dropped a kiss against her cheek before giving her ass a spank and getting in the shower.
Ella picked up his clothes, tossed them in the hamper, and took out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt for him.
She grinned, watching the steam swirl around him as he scrubbed through the fogged-up shower door
There was no better way to start her evening than a quickie with her husband, and her vision was still flooded with the adrenaline surge.
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