“Ah!”
“You like that?”He massaged my tits, pulling out of me and slamming back into me again.
“Yes!”
His thrusts were harsh and brutal, laced with a precision that was aimed to wreck me.I pushed back at him, rotating my hips as unbridled moans unfurled from my lips.My pussy walls seemed to have gotten used to his cock.They wept around me, arousal dripping down my thighs shamelessly as my walls contracted around him.
“Your cunt is strangling me, Red.”His palms glided over my chest with such unabashed movements as his cock viciously tore through me, in and out at a ridiculously fast pace.
My tits bounced.My face was covered in sweat, and I could feel some strands of my hair sticking to my skin.My nipples were scraping against the fabric of my dress in such a sensitive friction, and when he tugged at them, my eyes rolled back in their sockets.
Ecstasy consumed me and bled into my vision.My eyes drifted shut, and I threw my head backward, letting my husband’s merciless thrusts control me.Damien’s grunts sounded like music to my ears.They reeked of so much satisfaction.
His fingers glided over my hip bone like he knew with wicked conviction that every inch of my body belonged to him.
“Maybe you are just as twisted as I am.”He rolled his hips, slamming into me again.His fingers ran over my collarbone, going over to spread my lips in such a filthy manner.“These hands are a killer’s hands, yet you come undone and alive when they touch you.And the way you strangle my cock is so fucking beautiful,” he growled, increasing the pace of his thrusts.
The room swirled into one huge labyrinth beneath my vision.Worlds collided beneath my feet, and my brain felt like it had been reprogrammed into something that was solely made to please the man pounding into me from behind with the strength of a stallion.
“Oh-yes-yes-Damien.”I stuttered through moans, muttering even words I couldn’t bring myself to understand.
Damien was insatiable.Even with the way his cock mercilessly plunged in and out of me, his hands were all over my body like he couldn’t get enough of me, like the way I was screaming wasn’t enough for him.
“Your tightness drives me so fucking insane!”he grunted, digging his fingers into my hip to keep me in place.
I brought my hand to him that was around my neck, wanting so badly to keep it there.When I saw the way our wedding bands collided under the lights, I was awestruck by their perfect alignment.We fit together like pieces of a puzzle, each ring bearing a symbol of our eternal commitment to each other.
And for a split second, I basked in it, in my husband fucking my brains out, so much so that I couldn’t hold back my own dirty moans.
It was art.
It was perfect.
“I want you to come with me, Red.I want you to shatter around my cock like you were always meant to.”I craned my neck at his command, brushing my lips against his.
Then I kissed him hard.
I let him consume me.He kissed me back with equal fervor, our moans and grunts muffled.My body locked against him as his cock swelled inside me.Our release clashed, coursing through us like the aggressive waves of the ocean on a dark, stormy night.
Damien spilled into me, and my cunt swallowed it up without letting a single drop go.
I whimpered against his lips, cupping the side of his face and caressing it softly.
“You drive me insane as much as you keep this cold heart of mine beating,” he whispered.
I bit my lips, withholding the words that hung on my tongue.
“We should slip you into something more beautiful.”
“Why?”
“We are heading out.”
“Where?”
“We’re having dinner at my father’s mansion.”
