Her palm wraps around the base of my dick and moves in rhythm with her tongue, each touch designed to drive me insaneas she sucks me deep, urging me to fuck her mouth, but I control the pace, refusing to be so rough with her during her first time.
The wet heat and her silky hair tickling my stomach shoot desire straight to my balls and threaten my self-control.
Only my wife has such power in this world, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
She’s mine, so it’s only fair that I’m hers.
“Good girl,” I praise her when I thrust farther still. Diana breathes through her nose and glides her wet palm up and down, precum leaking more into her tongue that she welcomes with a moan. “Enjoy having such power over your husband, darling?” I ask, yanking at her hair until she shifts back and sucks on the tip before drawing me in again, sucking me off so good I need to prolong it, yet I can’t do it.
I won’t be coming in my wife’s mouth tonight.
“Next time, darling. Next time, I’ll let you play with it for as long as you want.” She whimpers at this, placing her palm on my stomach and continuing to bathe me with attention. “Enough, Wife,” I order, pulling at her hair and slowly tilting her head back until my dick slips out and saliva drips down her chin. Her lust-filled gaze makes me almost come right there and then.
If artists wanted a human representation of a woman consumed with desire, they wouldn’t need to look any further, and the thought awakens the monster within me who’d never allow such a thing.
She’s for my pleasure alone, and no other man will ever see her like that. I’d have to remove their eyes if they do.
Giving me one last long lick, she sits up, her full lips red and puffy as she presses her heat into my thighs, seeking the relief only her husband can give her.
Rubbing her sides with the backs of my hands, I watch goose bumps break across her flawless skin as she trembles lightlyabove me, her raspy breath filling the space and speaking to the primal part of me.
This beautiful woman is mine.
Not sure why destiny decided to reward me with an angel straight from heaven whose wings I’d have to clip at some point, but I won’t question it.
She’s my reward and salvation for everything life has stolen from me, and while my darkness might be hideous to her…it will always protect her.
She shifts restlessly on top of me, her wet pussy gliding over my stomach, curious and hungry for the things she doesn’t know how to ask for yet craves desperately. “What is it, darling?” I grip her ass and earn myself a groan, her palms falling on my chest where she digs her nails into my pecs, making me hiss. “What do you need?” She bites on her lip, her knees dipping into the mattress as she shifts again, not quite sure what to do besides rub herself all over my cock that’s leaking, desperate to own her. “Claimed me with that pretty throat of yours, and now you want to ride me, darling?” She cuts her nails deeper into me, jolting at the suggestion, and I smile. My hands resume their journey up her stomach until I reach the underside of her breasts and knead them hard, pressing my thumbs on her nipples and pinching them, forcing her to sit up a little. Her pussy hovers right above the tip. I tap her clit, and she moans.
“Orion, stop this,” she whispers on a whimper when I wrap my hand around her throat, bringing her closer to me, and kiss her. We share our combined tastes, and both groan into the embrace. Tearing my mouth away, I bite on her lower lip and pull it before licking the flesh. Diana swallows and shifts again, her eyes glazed with both need and confusion.
“Poor little thing. You want it but don’t know how to ask for it, is that it?” I grab her hips again, tightening my hold on her,and ask over her loud pant, “Do you need help with riding your husband, Wife?”
“Yes, yes, please.”
She cries out when I lift her hips and slowly push her down on me, entering the tightest heat I’ve ever known. Her pussy stretches around my length as she settles, her eyes widening. She fits me like a glove.
“I feel so full,” she says, adjusting to me. Pressing my head against the mattresses, I hold her stare and lift her until I’m fully out of her, before thrusting forward again. The feeling of my bare dick against her slippery heat increases the desire polluting my veins, and my fingers sink more harshly into her hips, and she moans.
She places her hands behind her on my thighs, widening her bent knees, and moves in tandem with my movements, rising up and down agonizingly slowly so we both feel each glide and fire electrifying everything around us.
“Look what a good girl you are, darling.” She grows wetter at my words, and this time, I push her hard against me, making her gasp.
My muscles go rigid, all the blood rushing to my cock, and her pulsing heat around me intensifies. Diana continues to seek what she seems to crave so much. Then she groans in frustration, her tentative and slow pace doing little to soothe the ache.
“No, no,” she puffs when I flip us over so she’s on her back, moaning when I lower myself between her spread thighs. I prop one of her legs over my hip and drive into her, the mattress shifting from the force.
She arches her neck, pushing out her breasts in my direction, and I trap the nipple between my lips, flicking and licking all around it while thrusting into her. Her pussy tightens around me while she claws my back.
“Orion, you have to…”
I chuckle and let go of her nipple with a loud pop before biting on her neck. “Do I really, darling?” She claws at my back harder, for sure leaving several marks on my skin which I would wear proudly.
Never liked going shirtless because people would stare at my scars, but now I can’t fucking wait to show off her ownership all over me.
Let the whole world know that Orion Wright is obsessed with his wife. My wife, who seems to be equally obsessed with me.
“Darling, please. I’m burning.”
