She wants to marry me too.
And she told me we’re equals, and she won’t force me to share.
They had their fun.
Now it’s my turn.
“Ares.” Ash tries to speak, but I shut her up with my mouth. If I was in my bedroom, I’d gag her so she couldn’t talk. The thought gives me an idea. Carrying her, I stand and climb off the bed.
“Ares, please. Just open the door and let them come in.”
I push her to her knees.
“Open your mouth. Nice and wide, my little slut.”
“No.” She moves to stand, but I push her back down.
“They have had you all day. Now it’s our time.”
Her hands glide up my thighs as I wrap my hand around her hair and tug her head back. “I want this with you, but I’m not excluding them. It’s not fair. It’s our wedding day.”
The second she stops talking, I shove my dick in her mouth and fuck her face, ending all conversation.
A brief crisis of conscience hits me, but I swat it away.
Deep down, she knows she wants this.
I’m not giving her anything she doesn’t want or need.
Ashley glares at me, and for a few seconds, I’m concerned she might bite my dick, but she loves it too much to damage it. She’s fuming. I can see it in her eyes, but she wants this. I see that written there as well. She can’t help herself as much as I can’t. The chemistry between us is too combustible, and we’re both slaves to it.
I see the moment she succumbs, and I go for it.
Ashley relaxes her jaw and sucks me down as I thrust savagely into her mouth. We fucked for hours last night, but it has only dialed up my desire for her.
I’m insatiable when it comes to my dollface, and she’s the same for me.
It’s gone suspiciously quiet outside. I’m not naïve. They haven’t given up, but I don’t want to think about my competition right now. Not when my slutty stepsister is on her knees and sucking on my dick like a champ.
“You’re so perfect, dollface,” I murmur, tightening my hold on her hair as I press my cock all the way to the back of her throat.
She makes a choking sound, and tears leak from her pretty eyes as I hold myself still. “Breathe through your nose,” I instruct, taking a mental picture of this image for my spank bank. “That’s a good girl.” As much as I’d love to come down her throat, I need to fuck her pussy, and I can’t wait a second longer.
Easing my dick out of her mouth, I help her to her feet. Ash glowers at me, and I chuckle as a noise vibrates off the window. Ignoring it, I pull her into my arms and sweep the moisture under her eyes away with my thumb. “Are you okay?” I know I can be a selfish prick in the bedroom. I always make sure my lover is satisfied and has multiple orgasms, but I’m demanding, and it’s a lot to take. It can seem like I don’t care, but I do.
With Ash, I always want her to know I’m taking her needs into account too.
It might sound hypocritical, considering I just kidnapped her from her marital bed and stole her away to mine, but I know she needs me too. She wants me as much as I want her.
“You’re an asshole.” She glares at me, thumping me in the chest. “But I’m okay.” She looks angry with herself as she takes a bite of my chest. Pain spreads across my skin, and my dick twitches with renewed need.
Pings bounce off the window, and I can’t believe the idiots have gone there.
They must be desperate.
I don’t think Ash has noticed yet. She’s too busy biting and glaring at me.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” I tell her, dragging her over to the window. I push her up flat against it and spread her legs. “I used to fantasize about this.” I bend her over slightly and jut her ass up.
