“R—”
“It’s me.” I growl into her ear. “It’s been me.” I thrust hard, making her teeth snap as I bottom out into her tight as fuck pussy.
I fuck her like a broken man. Because that’s exactly what I am — broken, depraved, a monster forced to only taste my wife in her sleep because she left me. I knew I would unravel. I’ve held on as long as I could, not fully taking her. Now, it’s too late. I can hold out any longer. Not when she needs me so much.
“I’m taking you home, Ev, and you will answer for what you’ve done.” She gasps as I nip her ear before sucking the lobe. She whimpers and shudders, arching into me.
Her pussy creams around me, making my way easier.
“You missed me, baby?” Is that why you’re sucking me in so hard? I thrust, making her gasp. It’s been a minute, but I find her A-spot like it’s a lodestone. Her sweet little cries follow as I chase my nut wanting with a keen desperation to fill her will my kids.
The grip on her pussy is tighter than a vise. My eyes roll with every drive into her sweet, luscious heat.
My breath catches when she catches onto my rhythm and fucks me back.
“Good fucking girl, giving me this pussy like a perfect little wife.” I praise fucking her deep,
I find her clit brushing light strokes along the sides.
“Ohmygoodness, Riyu,” she cries, her climax making her inner muscles spasm, compounding the stranglehold she already has on me, causing such exquisite torture that I’m helpless to do anything other than to follow her into the overwhelming pull of bliss.
Easing out, I look at what I’ve wrought on her ravaged pussy and the rest of her body. Seeing the beard-burn between her thighs and along her neck makes my heart squeeze and my tumescent dick firmer.
Leaving her sprawled on the bed, I go to the bathroom and get a warm, wet towel. Taking my time to give her a moment to let her new reality sink in, I clean her and myself when I I return to the bathroom.
“How long have you been here?” She whispers against the arm her head is resting on as I spoon her from behind. She’s not fighting me, having learned early in our relationship it was pointless to do so.
I don’t answer at first, letting her assume for a moment that I won’t. I debate letting her wonder, but I’m not one for obfuscation as she believes me to be — that is what she turnedout to be. Making me believe we were good, then leaving me in the night after drugging me like I’m a side-piece.
“Almost from the start.” I whisper into her ear, then wrapping my hand around her throat, I grit, “And I want to know what the fuck you did to get rid of my baby.”
Chapter 4
Found ????
Takashi ~ Auckland, New Zealand
My watch buzzes.
Riyu: Wife secured. Heading home.
I don’t respond to the message, deleting it instead.
Finally. Now I can complete my own task. I’m glad my older brother by mere seconds finally got over himself and took his wife. We agreed neither of us would move until we both could. He wanted to observe his little Ev and let her miss him a little bit. I had no such compunction. I’ve longed to snatch Bridget’s ass the minute Riyu let me know he found her and we switched places because I ironically had already found Ev and was watching over her while Riyu finished his reconnaissance.
We thought Flower would have them moved around similar to Prosper’s method when she helped Flower run away from Akchiro.
Maybe she thought she had a better method of hiding them than her friend. Choosing to use her personal phone was a rookie mistake. The chase was over within the first two weeks of our search. Unlike the more than three months it took my brother to find her and Asa, Riyu and I were on their trail quicker.Prosperity Shipmoore is an expert in helping women escape their husbands. My sister-in-law, not so much.
I hear shifting above me. Checking again, I see it’s 6:45 am. Her regular wake time. She doesn’t hit snooze. She doesn’t grumble or grouse. My girl just gets up. That’s what I’ve come to respect about her the most — nothing deters Bridget Takeda. That’s some dick hardening shit, no matter how recalcitrant she may be.
I see her dainty little feet drop to the right of me. I’m tempted to grab one of her feet and scare the hell out of her.
Watching as she pads around the bed and goes to the bathroom my dick lengthens.
Finally, it’s been three and a half months too long since I had her pussy. That ends now.
The shower starts as I slide from beneath the bed. A soft melody of a gospel song she sings as she washes her body in long, sinuous strokes. The steam creates a cloud flowing up to the ceiling.
