He clasped his huge erection, and watching the casual motion of his fist made her pussy clench with need. His mouth took on a feral, hungry slant.
“You’re getting an eyeful of what you’ll be getting soon,” he said in a deep voice. “Now give me the same. Undress for me, angel.”
Inflamed by his command, she knelt up on the bed, unfastening the pearl buttons at her throat. Just enough so that she could pull the voluminous nightgown over her head. She wore nothing beneath, her core melting as he raked a hot, proprietary gaze over her nakedness. She felt the same possessive hunger watching the slow glide of his fist along his fleshy sword.
“The monthly visitor’s gone, I take?” he inquired silkily.
The hard glint in his eyes told her it mattered naught to him one way or another, and that depraved thought stirred her even further.
“Yes,” she said.
“Good. Then show me how wet your little pussy is for this big, hard cock of mine.”
Goodness.Inflamed by his naughty words and her own throbbing need, she slid her hand between her trembling thighs. As she encountered her own wanton slickness, a whimper left her lips.
“That’s a pretty sound, love. Do you like touching yourself?” At her blush, his lips curled in a wicked grin. “You needn’t be shy with me, the man who’s to be your husband. I want you to enjoy your beautiful body. Lay back, and give me the pleasure of watching you play with that pretty cunny.”
Her cheeks hot, she wasn’t sure she could do something that depraved. He came to stand by the side of the bed, looking into her face, his looming maleness kindling her most brazen impulses. He continued to frig himself, and with each controlled stroke of his fist, he made her hotter and hotter, burning away her inhibitions. She found herself reclining against the pillows, her fingers moving to her intimate cove.
“That’s it, love. Rub that nice pink slit,” he said. “Don’t forget to pet your little pearl.”
She gave herself up to his sensual command. To the delicious sin of what she was doing.
“Did you miss me when I was away, Beatrice?” His voice wrapped around her like dark velvet, blocking out everything but him. “Did I distract you the way you distracted me?”
“Yes,” she breathed. “I thought of you often, Wick.”
“What about at night, when you were alone in this big bed? Did you think of me then?”
Dew gushed along with embarrassment. “Yes.”
“Did you touch yourself?”
Fire blazed in her cheeks and her sex. Lord, she was hot and needy…
“Answer me, angel. Did you masturbate thinking of me? The way I did thinking of you?”
“Yes,” she gasped.
“Did you play with your tits and your pussy, make yourself come?”
With a wild nod, she took his suggestion. She squeezed the aching tips of her breasts with her free hand as with the other she made wet swirls over the center of her sensation. She was so close…
“My naughty angel.” His heated approval took her to the brink, her toes curling into the coverlet. “Are you going to come for me now?”
His gaze swept over her, his biceps flexing as he jerked steadily on his erection.
“Yes.” Her climax broke free, and she soared into bliss.
She’d barely caught her breath when his hand slid into her hair, bringing her to the edge of the mattress. With his other hand, he guided his erection to her lips, the fat scarlet head glossy with his desire.
“Make it wet,” he coaxed. “All over, lass, so it will fit into that tight cunny of yours.”
With a moan, she parted her lips, and he thrust inside. This was the second time that they’d done this. The first time, he’d instructed her, at her request, on how to suck his cock. She’d thought she’d done quite well, yet now she realized how much he’d been holding back. Before, he’d let her explore at her leisure: she’d lapped at the flaring dome, trailed her tongue along the intriguing ridges of the shaft, kissed the velvety weight of his balls.
Thistime, he was fully in control. He dictated the depth and speed, his hand holding her head still as his hips set the rhythm. Rough noises scraped from his throat as he took her mouth the way he did her pussy…and she loved it.
When he drove too deep, her throat clenched reflexively around his hardness. With a savage groan, he pulled out of her mouth. He mounted the bed, his hard, hairy chest teasing her nipples, making her squirm with anticipation. The head of his cock prodded her cleft.
