Page 77 of Marriage and Malice

“Fucking tease.” He smirks as he lifts his hips, thrusting from below. “We both know you love the feeling of my cock buried in you when you come. I want you to come all over my cock now. I want to know exactly how wet you are for me.”

I place my palms on his chest, rocking my hips in time with his thrusts.

Tension starts to build in my core as I take him deeper.

Christian thrusts harder, his fingers digging into my hips.

My pussy pulsates around him as I come.

As my pussy clenches down around his cock, my back arches deep.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he says as he pulls out of me.

I move to the bed beside him, hurrying to obey.

Wetness drips down my thighs as he moves to kneel behind me.

Christian drags his cock along my wet slit before pressing the head against my entrance.

When he plunges inside me, I fist the sheets.

Christian takes my hair in one hand, using it to pull my head back and arch my back.

He slams into me hard, making me cry out.

His hand comes down on my ass before his hips start rocking faster.

I push back, trying to take him as deep as I can.

Christian moans as his cock throbs inside me.

He wraps one arm around my torso and pulls me upright.

Holding me in place, he slams into me, keeping my back pressed against his chest.

“You feel so good wrapped around me,” he rasps as he kisses my shoulder. “Come for me, Zoe.”

His other hand leaves my hair and runs down my body.

His fingers tease my clit, circling it as if in slow motion while his thrusts plunge deeper.

I hold onto his arm, my nails digging into his skin as I come again.

Christian groans, his thrusts slowing as he reaches his own orgasm.

He holds me to him, showering kisses over my neck and shoulders.

We collapse on the bed together, our limbs tangling as he kisses me. Our tongues tangle together as his hands run along my body.

“What do you say we go for a shower and then I make you some breakfast?” he asks a few moments later.

I yawn and grab the sheets, pulling them around my body. “I need another nap. You’ve been keeping me awake.”

He laughs and shakes his head. “I’m not the one who woke us up early.”

I arch an eyebrow. “So, you don’t want me to do that again?”

Christian leans over the bed, his face close to mine. “You can wake me up by playing with yourself anytime you want.”

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