Her jealousy was very amusing, but I was long past the point that her pouts would affect me at all. However, there was one thing she was always good for.
“If you want to be useful, come here and suck my prick so I can fuck my wife for longer.”
Ada pouted even harder, but I was not surprised when that proud look was wiped off her face and she slid to her knees in front of me.
I watched my wife sleep as my mistress slobbered eagerly up and down my prick.
There was something undeniablyintriguingabout Deliverance. A certain bratty willfulness that I hadn’t expected.
Yes, at least one of my plans was on hold.
After all, if she bored me it would be easy to do.
Jerking my hips forward I unloaded my cum down Ada’s throat, my eyes still on the curve of my wife’s hip, the way I could see the outline of her cunny through the thin nightgown.
“Now get out of here. I’m going to make sure my wife knows that she’s a little slut who has to take what I give her.”
CHAPTER 10
Deliverance
That night I slept fitly, wracked with confusion and distress.
How long had Ada been laughing at my stupidity as she spread her legs for my husband's cock?
How long had it been funny to the two of them that I didn’t know what was going on at Grayspires Manor?
Why had Gideon lied to me? Why had he told me I could be mistress, knowing full well Ada had been running the household? Why go out of his way to marry me?
I dreamed of mockery, cruelty and deceit, coming in and out of consciousness to remember the horrible truth. My husband was keeping his mistress under this very roof, and taunting me with my inability to do anything about it.
Eventually I fell into a deeper sleep.
Then I heard his heavy tread on the squeaky floorboards.
One step.
Two.
Closer.
Closer.
And then—my husband! Tonight, he held a candle aloft, his harsh face illuminated in its flickering light so I could see histight jaw and strong throat, the waves of his dark hair, and eyes heavy with dissipation.
“Do you truly think you can come in here and get me to perform my wifely duties for you?” I hissed at him. “Go away and be with your mistress, sir.”
Gideon said nothing, simply grabbed me by my long, thick braid and dragged me off the bed as I shrieked in rage.
"On your knees," he snarled. "Do you think it was convenient for me to go all the way to The Gables to rescue you? Do you think I wanted to marry you? I did not want to do either, my dear. So I’m afraid you and I are stuck together, and you will perform your wifely duties or else.”
"I wish you hadn’t!" I burst out passionately. “I demand you take me back to Mr. Finch and my home immediately!”
“No. Don’t be a little idiot.You belong to me now.You belong to me and to Grayspires until I decide I am done with you.”
“I’m not staying here!” I protested, as he ground me face-first into his crotch.
At this, my husband shook me fiercely.
