“Tell me what you want me to do to you,” I say as I thrust two fingers into her. I’m not gentle even though I should be, but I’m too close to the edge.
“I want you, Salvador,” she whimpers as I curl my fingers inside of her and massage her G-spot.
“That’s not enough,” I tell her and suck on her pussy lip before I release it with a pop. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
“Inside me!” she cries out, and I circle her clit with my tongue. “I want you inside me.”
“Good girl,” I tell her as I flick my tongue back and forth until she comes apart.
The climax is fast and intense enough to make her back arch off the table. She screams again, and I smile against her pussy. It doesn’t matter that we cleared this wing of the house. I have no doubts they’ll all know exactly what I’m doing to my bride.
Her warm release coats my fingers, and I pull them out to lick them clean. She watches me do it as I stand up between her legs and then reach behind me to pull my shirt off. I drop it to the floor with her ruined panties and then unbuckle my belt.
“I love you.”
The words are out of my mouth before I have a chance to think them though, but it’s the truth. I’m not sure what possesses me to say it at this moment, but I want her to know that this is real for me. That even if she was brought here on a lie, my love isn’t part of that. If she knew the truth, she probably wouldn’t feel the same way about me, but I can’t worry about that at this moment.
She looks like she’s about to say it back, so I pull her to me and cover her mouth with mine. For some reason, I don’t want her to say it back because she thinks she’s supposed to. I want her to tell me she loves me when I know it’s real. Right now, she only loves me because she doesn't know the whole story.
“I want you completely naked,” I tell her between kisses as I take off her shirt and bra.
“Yes,” she moans as my mouth moves down her neck and she reaches into my boxer briefs.
The moment her hand wraps around my cock is like a punch to the gut. “Fuck, careful, kitten, or this will be over far too soon.”
I take her wrist and gently pull her hand out of my boxer briefs before I take them off entirely. When we’re both stripped bare, I gently lay her back against the table again and move between her spread thighs.
“It’s been a long time,” I tell her. “We’ll go slow.”
“I trust you, Salvador.” The words are somehow a knife to my heart but a bandage at the same time. I know what I’m doing is wrong, but my need for her is far greater than my guilt.
Grabbing the base of my cock, I drag the thick head over her wet lips until I get to her tight opening. Cum is already leaking out of me in thick drops that I smear against her. I’m so fucking hard and eager to breed her that my hands are shaking.
My nut sack is so fucking full and heavy that I know I’m not going to last long. I have to make this good for her because I want her to want this. To want me.
“God damn, you feel so fucking good,” I grunt as I slide the tip inside her hot little cunt.
“It’s so big,” she gasps.
“Deep breath,” I tell her, and when she does it, I thrust all the way inside.
As soon as I do, she releases the breath along with a little wince of pain. I did everything I could to stretch her out and get her ready, but the best way to break her in is with my dick.
The feel of her wrapped around me, squeezing every inch, is the greatest thing I’ve ever experienced. Stars dance in my vision as I force my knees not to buckle.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I remember that I need to make her enjoy this. Reaching down, I rub little circles around her clit, and soon enough, her body begins to relax.
“Fuck, that’s it,” I grunt as I slowly begin to rock in and out of her. The sound of her wet pussy sucking my cock deeper is enough to make me cum. I have to force myself to focus and keep control.
With my other hand, I reach behind her and pull her to me while still rubbing her clit. We’re face to face with her ass perched on the edge of the pool table and her legs spread wide.
“You’re mine,” I tell her with a growl from deep in my chest. I don’t know where this animalistic possession comes from, but I can’t keep it under control. “No one is taking you from me.”
“Never,” she breathes as she cups my face. “I’m never going anywhere. I’m yours.”
I stare into her eyes, and I can see she understands. I need her to soothe the beast inside me, to never leave me and always be mine. Breeding her is going to bind her to me in every way possible and make those words come true.
“Good girl,” I say as I kiss her softly. “My perfect wife.”
