“Fuck, princess!” I yell, teeth grinding together. “You’re so fucking good at taking my cock. You’re so fucking dirty for wanting it.”
My fingers dig into her hip as I drive myself deeper, and the room feels like it’s spinning. I’m so keyed into the moment that it’s as if the air pulses from the heat between us.
The toxic chemical makeup we produce when we come together is about to explode.
I pull out to the head then slam my way back in, refusing to give her pussy any pleasure.Wantingher to know this isn’t about her pleasure.
That if she’s going to come, she’s going to come from my dick in her ass and that alone.
By the guttural sounds she makes, it’s working. She’s no longer able to resist the effects I’m having on her as I drive into her again and again.
I twine my fingers in her hair and wrench her head back, exposing more of her throat.
“You ready to come, princess?” I ask cruelly, dick buried deep. “You gonna come from my dick in your ass?”
Her answer comes in a throaty growl that once again speaks to her defiance.
It makes me grin even through the blinding pleasure that consumes me.
My hips jerk on their own accord, my cock working its way in and out of her tight ass. The noises in the office are more obscene than ever: our bodies slapping together and the primal sounds we make.
I grunt as my cock fills her ass and revels in how she’s opened up just enough to take me. It’s inevitable that I’m about to lose it—I’m about to come and empty every drop of cum inside her.
But it’s as I crash into her again and again that I realizeshe’scoming. Her eyes have rolled back, and her body’s been rendered immovable. It’s like she almost goes limp in my hold as a deep quake works its way through her.
When I reach under her and cup her pussy, my hand comes away glistening and slicked by her arousal.
My filthy, treacherous wife so turned on by me fucking her ass she couldn’t resist.
It’s what pushes me into the final stretch.
My hand slides under her jaw ’til I’m gripping her by the throat and cutting off her air. I squeeze tighter and fuck her deeper, panting and pulsing from intense pleasure.
“You’re coming, princess,” I growl. “You might finally learn who you belong to—body, mind and soul. Pussy, ass, and mouth. Every fucking part of you—I own it.”
It’s as if a second orgasm hits her as she moans from behind the duct tape and bucks against me. I squeeze her throat and slam into her and hang on as long as I can.
But my cock’s twitching and demanding release.
It’s beyond giving a fuck if I’m ready to or not. My final thrusts are the most brutal yet.
I slam into her again and again, any rage and anger releasing itself by way of my jerking hips. My cock ramming itself deep into her tiny, hot asshole ’til finally my breaking point comes.
A thick grunt leaves me as I bury myself as deep as possible and then let go. The pressure built up in my balls rushes out, traveling up my shaft and pouring out of me in streak after streak.
I fucking fill her up. I empty myself into her asshole ’til it’s spilling out of her, dribbling obscenely down her ass cheeks and the back of her thighs.
Messy and sloppy and evidence of my punishment.
Of how I’ve marked her as not only mine, but mine to dominate when necessary.
I pull out, heaving ragged breaths and dripping sweat.
Simone remains where she is, bent over my desk, her legs quaking as if she couldn’t support herself otherwise.
I spend a moment enjoying the view in front of me—my wife slumped over my desk with my cum trickling out of her fucked little asshole—then I tuck myself away.
I grab her by the elbow and scoop her up into my arms, ready to deposit her in our room. My lesson taught, I’m done with her for the night.
