I groaned into her cunt, flicking my tongue against her clit and sinking another finger inside, curling them to brush that spot inside her.
“God,” she choked out, her moan cut off as she slapped a hand across her mouth. Her thighs shook, her pussy leaking that cinnamon sweetness all over my tongue, my mouth, my chin.
“That’s it, hellcat,” I murmured against her. “Be a good fucking girl and give it to me.”
“I’m so close…” She tipped her hips back even more, reaching behind herself and tangling her fingers in my hair like she didn’t know if she wanted to push me away or hold me there forever.
She was tightening…tightening…tightening around my fingers, so fucking close to flying. And then the door opened, voices spilled out, and Willa fucking ignited.
Her entire body shook as she came apart against my tongue, her moans barely stifled by her hand. And fuck me. I had absolutely no hope of holding myself back after that.
I stood, licking my lips as I dragged the back of my hand across my chin, watching her as her legs shook, her entire body trembling. Her lips were parted as she sucked in ragged breaths, her eyes glassy like she didn’t know what day it was.
She looked wrecked and wild and desperate for more.
She looked likemine.
“That’s one,” I murmured into her ear, unzipping my jeans and pulling out my cock, already hard and aching for her. “Time to give me another one, wife. This time, I want to feel that perfect pussy squeeze my cock when you do.”
She let out a tiny sound, something helpless and needy, and I was done for.
I swiped my cock through her slit before lining myself up and pushing inside. Slow and steady, my thighs quaking with the effort it took to hold myself back from slamming into her.
She sucked me in deeper, her pussy clenching around me like she wanted everything I had to give. And fuck me, but I almost gave in. Almost rammed inside her with one desperate thrust.
Instead, I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her flesh as I slid deeper and deeper, pulling out and inching my way back in. Until finally, finally, I bottomed out.
“Fuck.” I dropped my forehead to her shoulder, fighting not to embarrass myself. She’d never let me live it down if I blew right now. But she was so goddamn tight, so fucking wet for me, I could barely think straight.
“Lincoln,” she breathed, reaching back to dig her nails into my ass. “God, you feel so good.”
“I know, baby. I know.” I pulled out and sank in again, biting my lip to hold back a groan.
I started slow, filling her with deep, grinding thrusts that dragged against every sensitive inch inside her. She was soaked, her pussy still fluttering around me from that first orgasm, and the way she responded made it damn near impossible to stay controlled.
Especially because Iwantedher just like this—desperate and straining. Right on the edge of coming again while I fucked her in the shadows like she belonged to me.
Iwantedher to belong to me.
“You feel how perfect we fit together?” I murmured into her ear. “Your sweet little cunt swallows me whole, doesn’t she? Like your body was made to take every inch I give her. Made only for me.”
Her breaths were ragged, her eyes wild as she stared back at me, those fingers digging into my ass and holding me to her. “Show me.”
That was it—the moment my tenuous hold on my control snapped.
“You want me to show you, wife?” I asked, pulling nearly all the way out, letting her feel how empty she was without me inside her. “I’ll show you exactly what it means to be mine.”
I sank into her then, hard and deep, my hips slapping against her ass as she cried out softly with every thrust. “This sweet little cunt was made for my cock, wife. And she fucking knows it.”
Willa bit her lip to keep quiet, but her body spilled every secret she tried to keep locked up tight. The way she pushed back into my pumping hips, the way she trembled around me, the way her pussy squeezed my dick like she didn’t want to let me go.
“Every time I fuck you, it gets harder to stop. Harder to walk away. You keep gripping me like you want to keep me.” I wrapped my hand around the front of her throat, not to squeeze but just to hold her there. Right where I wanted her. Right where I needed her. Against her ear, I murmured, “You wanna keep me, wife?”
“Lincoln,” she cried out, and as much as I wanted to chastise her for the noise, an equal part of me wanted her to do it again. Louder this time. So everyone could hear exactly what I was doing to her.
“You want everyone to know what we’re doing back here?” I reached around and strummed her clit, my hips slapping against her ass as I fucked her in quick, shallow strokes. “Scream my name then, hellcat. Let everyone come. I don’t care if the whole goddamn town sees what it looks like when I make my wife fall apart.”
“Oh god,” she breathed. “I’m?—”
