Page 143 of Veiled

“Fuck me, Ace. On this stage. I want them to watch, knowing they can’t have either of us.”

Unzipping my pants, my dick almost hits my stomach as it bursts free. I get my own round of cheers and comments about my cock, the places men and women seem to want it, and how I’m going to tear my wife apart, but I ignore them all.

“Ace?” Ana says, as her back settles against the stage once more.

“Yea, Honey?”

“Don’t be gentle.”

My growl is even louder than the crowd’s as I thrust fully into her in one, fluent thrust.

Her hand starts to shoot up to cover her scream, but I catch it.

“Not tonight, Ana. Let them hear how much you like what I give you.”

Spreading her legs wide in front of me, I’m unable to tear my eyes away from how perfectly she takes me as I pound deep inside her.

Her moans fill the air, echoing against the walls, and amplifying my own pleasure.

“You were made to take my cock weren’t you?” I ask, increasing my speed.

“Yes.”

“Louder, Ana. They can’t hear you.”

“Yes! Fuck! Yes! My cunt was made for you!”

Her moans are only rivaled by the sound of her arousal drenching me with every thrust.

My fingers work her clit, and I can feel her getting closer.

Without warning, I bend her knees up and flip her over so her ass is on full display, my cock dripping with her pleasure.

“Gods, yes! Spank me!”

Fuck, she doesn’t have to tell me twice. Between thrusts, I turn her ass cheeks red.

Every scream makes me push deeper into her. Every moan of harder makes me hold back a little less.

I’m so close, but I need her to finish with me.

“Come for me like the good little wife you are, Ana,” I beg. “Let them see what you look like when you come for the only man that’ll ever fuck you again.”

Her ass pushes back into me as I give one last hard thrust, her orgasm breaking free as she pulsates around me.

I’m so spent, I can’t do much more than pull her to me as I fall beside her on the stage, trying to catch my breath.

She rolls to face me, kissing me like the world is ending, and without a thought, I find myself pushing every bit of our mixed come that's dripping out of her, back in.

“Can’t get you pregnant if they’re not where they’re supposed to be.”

She laughs, the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard, and I lose myself in the pure joy on her face as she looks up at me.

“Holy shit, girl! You two are going down in retreat history as the best show ever put on. Pretty sure you just gave everyone in attendance enough material to get off to for the next ten years.” Cassie says as she walks in.

I’m about to ask her to kindly fuck off when I notice she’s carrying two robes from the hotel.

After wrapping my very sleepy Ana in hers, I thank Julian for the slippers and water he’s holding for us.