I’m not asking for her permission. I don’t have to; she is mine. Has been since that first day that I saw her in my casino. That’s the day that I surpassed anything reasonable where she’s concerned. I fell down the rabbit hole. And its name is Emma Lia Grant.
I’m there. Knocking on ecstasy’s door. And she answers.
I push Emma Lia’s legs back and apart, using my body weight to thrust my cock inside her as deeply as her body will allow. That hot, wet goodness shoots down my shaft and deposits inside her at the entrance to her womb.
My balls tighten and coil as the euphoria rushes through my body. The pleasure is overwhelming and blinding. I can’t do anything but feel the powerful sensation washing through me.
“Fuck… fuck… fuuuck,” I groan as I fill her with the final drops of my cum.
I stay inside her like I plan to never leave, but my cock gradually softens and I have no choice. I pull out and kneel between her legs to watch my cum drip out of her pussy, down her crack and onto the bed. There’s nothing in the world like watching my cream pie leak out of Emma Lia.
So. Fucking. Hot.
I lower myself on top of her and place a kiss to her mouth. “I want you to stay.”
“You want a lot of things.”
“I want a lot of things that include you.”
She strains to look at the clock next to the bed. “It’s late. I’ll stay until morning.”
Not good enough, but I’ll take it for now. And I’ll spend the rest of the night coming up with a way to make her stay for good.
I don’t want any other woman. And I don’t want her to be with any other man.
Now to figure out how to make her see that she belongs here with me.
* * *
Emma Lia letme fuck her three more times before she fell asleep.
Well,fuckedis the wrong term for what we did. I’m pretty sure that it was too sugary sweet to be considered fucking. At least by my standards. She may have a differing opinion.
I came inside her every time. And she let me without hesitation. She gripped me tightly and widened her legs, grinding her hips against mine when I got off. Taking my dick in as deep as it’d go.
She wanted all of my cum inside her. And I was happy to give it to her.
I don’t even know how many times I ate her pussy. But it was a lot. And she came every time that I did. It’s like I was in tune with her body and knew exactly what it needed.
Pussy eating. Another thing that I don’t do. Not that I don’t know how or that I’m not good at it. My mouth and tongue are fucking awesome when they go to work on a pussy. I’ve just never been inclined to do that with other women; I didn’t care if they were satisfied. But Emma Lia… I want her to be filled with pleasure.
I look at her sleeping figure by my side. Something else that I don’t do: sleep in the same bed with a submissive. But technically, I haven’t slept. I’ve spent the last few hours looking at her.
What the fuck is this woman doing to me?
I’m so tempted to go down on her again so that she’ll wake with my face buried between her legs. Give her another reminder of how good I can make her feel and why she shouldn’t leave. But I don’t because I have something to tend to. Something to ensure that she will make the decision to stay.
The idea came to me after the last time that we fucked. I almost got out of bed that very minute to go in search of the box in the attic. But I didn’t. I couldn’t leave her side just yet.
But now morning is approaching. If she leaves, it’ll be soon. I can’t wait any longer.
I ascend the stairs and stop when Claudia opens the door of the bedroom that she’s temporarily occupying.
“You’re up earlier than usual.” She’s not a morning person, so it’s strange to see her awake before the sun is up.
She smiles. “Couldn’t sleep.”
I can’t help but think about how she must be so fucking pleased with herself for scheming against Emma Lia and me. She probably believes that she ruined everything.
