His hand went under my dress and teased the hair above my opening. I was so wet and I jerked towards him, desperate for him to touch me.
“These hands are the only ones that will touch you.”
He pressed the lightest of pressure on my clit and I groaned in need and enjoyment.
“You will only get wet for me. No one else will know this sweet smell.”
I nodded again. His mouth moved from my ear to my neck. Sucking, licking, and teasing his way as he moved to the other side. The action was so soft, sweet, gentle even. It was in such contrast to his words and how he was torturing me. My mind and body almost couldn’t keep up. But I was loving every minute of it.
“You are mine. Only mine. Do you understand?”
“Yes. Only yours,” I moaned.
Luke removed his hand from my clit and I moaned my protest. Luke only laughed as his hands went to my hips and turned me around, slamming me up against the wall.
“Put your hands above your head. Leave them there,” he commanded.
I could hear his pants falling to the floor as I did his bidding. My hips and body jerked at the thought of him fucking me again. His hands went back to my hips and he lifted my dress up just enough so he could move his cock between my legs. He glided it between them. My juices slid around his cock as he teased me.
“Is my cock the biggest cock you have ever had?” he asked.
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Do you understand I am the only one who will give you pleasure?”
His cock teased over my opening and pushed just the slightest bit inside me.
“Yes.” I jerked my hips towards him but he held them in place.
“Do not move,” he snarled.
I stopped.
“You are mine. No one else will have you. No one else will fuck you. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
As if to reward me, he slipped his cock a little farther inside me. I bit on my tongue, desperate to call out, to move towards him but knowing I couldn’t.
“You are my fiancé.”
“Yes.”
“No one else’s. You will be my wife.”
“Yes. Yes.”
“And I will fuck you when and how I want.”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
He didn’t wait for me to answer but gripped my hips tightly and pushed himself inside me. I opened my mouth to cry out but he stuffed something in my mouth.
“You will not scream. No one will hear your pleasure but me. No one will know how tight and beautiful you are but me.”
I nodded and jerked my hips towards him. He moved behind me, filling me faster and deeper than I thought was possible. I dropped my head down and did my best to keep my screams and moans to a minimum. Each thrust, each movement, was better than the last. I opened and closed my hands against the wall as he moved under me.