“Christ,” he says, chest pushing heavy breaths. “Don’t swallow. Stick your tongue out. Let me see it in your pretty mouth.”
Leaning back on my heels, I pop his cock out of my mouth and show him what he did to me. And how much I loved it. My tongue darts out, layered in his cum, some of it sliding off the edges.
And my husband… he watches me with a hunger I can’t describe. It’s as if the whole world stopped, and I’m the only other person alive with him right now. It’s thrilling. Raw. Dangerous.
I pull it back inside and swallow.
“I see you. And I know I shouldn’t want you, Wolfgang… But here we are.”
WOLFGANG
Wanting. Craving. Is this all we have? She suggested as much, but I know it’s not just that for me.
It’s the way she stretches her palm across my side of the bed when she wakes up. The way she looks up at me from under those long lashes, fire in her eyes. The way she listens. The way she defies. I’ve only had her for a few months, but I don’t remember who I was before she showed up.
I’ve failed. Taking my throne… punishing her family… it’s all going down.
She’ll be the one to ruin me.
And I’ll let her. What the fuck other choice do I have?
Brushing my thumb over her full lips, I swipe the last bit of cum she missed. She picks up on it, her mouth wrapping around my thumb, sucking. She’s warm and wet, and it reminds me of her cunt.Fuck. My cock twitches, revived by the image that made mecome—her tear-streaked face, the mascara shadowing her pretty blue eyes, and her pouty lips.
“Go lie on the bed. We’re not done, you and I.”
I help her up and tuck myself in, but only to unbutton my shirt and start getting undressed. Walking into the suite, I follow her small, deliberate steps. Clothes get thrown, pebbling the floor leading to the bedroom. She’s never seen me like this.
I’ve always been careful, controlling what she saw, making sure she only ever witnessed what I chose to present to the world. But not tonight. Not after telling me she sees me for who I am… and choosing to stay.
She’s splayed out on the sheets, waiting on her elbows with her legs spread, her perfect body, the collar, and the small diamond poking out of her ass making me rock hard again.God, fucking look at her waiting for cock like this. She’s perfect. And she’s all mine.
“Touch yourself,” I say, keeping my eyes on her soft, glistening cunt.
“Wolf…”
“Do it, love. I want to see. Then I’ll fuck your sweet little ass.”
Her face flushes that familiar dusty pink. She looks away, timidly bringing her long, elegant fingers to her slit. Barely, just barely she touches that spot, a small whimper echoing from her throat.
Poor thing—she must be so worked up with the plug moving inside her every time she walked.
Her fingers glide up, then down, gathering her arousal until it makes a wet, ticking sound. She’s drenched. I could drink her up.
“Please…” she hushes out.
“You’re so fucking beautiful right now. Keep going. Keep fucking that pretty cunt.”
She bites her lip, writhing in the sheets, hand between her legs. Her whimpers turn to moans, and I can’t help but stroke myself as I walk toward her, then kneel on the bed, keeping her knees apart with mine.
“I’ve got bad news, love,” I tell her, sinking into her drenched cunt. She wraps and stretches around me, the friction unbearable. It takes my fucking breath away.
“Oh my God…” She arches off the bed, rubbing circles around her pussy while I fuck her.
A moan rattles my chest. “We don’t have any lube here.”
“What…? I don’t care. I don’t care about that right now.”
“You should. Because it’s not going to stop me from fucking your ass.”
