Page 61 of Guilty as Sin

“Shh,” I soothe. “Do you really think I’m going to hurt you?”

I loosen my grip, and she shakes her head no.

“Good girl.” I let go of her throat. “This is for you.”

I turn my hand so she can see the OTF mechanism. Sliding back my thumb, I retract the blade. I make sure she sees the latch click into place. With her chest pressed to mine, I feel her breathing steady.

“I will always do everything in my power to protect you,” I promise her. “But when I’m not around, you need to be able to protect yourself.”

She nods her understanding. There’s no fear in her ice-blue eyes. She is pure determination. It’s just my violent side appealing to her violent side.

“Stab. And slash,” I remind her.

I lift the closed blade to my throat to show her. To make sure she knows.

“Brady!” she shouts before she can stop herself.

I chuckle. My wife is worried about me. I lower the hilt from my throat, then turn it around so it’s safe side up. If the mechanism fails, which it won’t, the blade will stab down. Not up toward her.

I bring the hilt to her face to caress her cheek with it. She closes her eyes. Trusting me.

There is nothing sexier.

“Keep still,” I order.

I drag the hilt down the side of her neck. She shivers in delight, and I keep going. I graze the hilt down her chest, between her glorious breasts. I lower my knee, unpinning her. But she stays where she is.

“Good girl,” I murmur.

I kiss my way down her stomach, trailing the hilt beside me. Then I’m on my knees in front of her, my face level with her beautiful cunt.

“Open,” I tell her.

She spreads her thighs for me, and I hook her leg over my good shoulder as she grips my hair for support. Her pussy is glistening. Wet and ready. I use the hilt to trace along her slick folds, circling it closer and closer to her entrance. When I nudge the tip inside, she gasps.

The switchblade is half-gift, half-test, and she’s more than ready for it.

I slide the hilt deeper into her. It’s relatively slim, no larger than two of my fingers. I circle it inside her to hit all of her pussy walls. That’s when she moans. My Cora likes getting stretched open.

When I look up at her, her head is tilted back, her mouth open in ecstasy. She’s excelling at this test. She’s earned every pleasure I can give her.

I kiss her swollen clit, and she spasms. As I start licking her, I circle the hilt in her pussy again. I go harder and faster until I’m almost pulling her off the wall with it. Then I give her clit a gentle suck.

She explodes. She screams my name as her leg tightens around my shoulder and her pussy gushes. I keep my pressure on her clit. Keep circling the hilt inside her until she’s about to collapse.

I slide it out of her, then stand up quickly to brace her against the wall. She’s limp with pleasure as I hold up the hilt for her to see. It’s shining with her juices, and I don’t even have to tell her.

She opens her mouth. I slip the hilt between her lips and she sucks it automatically. Her eyes roll back in her head. Suddenly I’m jealous of the inanimate object. I pull it from her mouth and toss it across the room, where it clatters to the wooden floor.

She looks up at me, her eyes heavy-lidded with lust. I knew she could take it. I knew she could handle the real me.

Licking her lips, she slides her hand down between us to stroke my cock through my pants. She moans when she feels how hard I am for her. I’m much larger than any switchblade hilt, and I’m ready to stretch her pussy even wider with my cock.

But before I say anything, she’s sinking to her knees in front of me, naked and flushed and eager for my cock in her mouth. If that’s what she wants, I’m more than happy to give it to her.

As she unbuckles my belt, I take off my dress shirt and peel off my undershirt. My wife takes the opportunity to run her hands up my abs. Then she returns her attention to taking off my pants and boxer briefs.

My hard cock springs out at her. Her mouth is open, ready, her tongue licking my precum before my pants are fully off. She moans at the taste of me, then wraps her lips around my cock. I groan as I smooth my hand down the length of her silky ponytail.