Page 42 of Mafia Wedding

I don't even have a chance to answer, with my husband already swiftly tearing my clothes off.

"Stelios, no!"

It feels terrifying and terribly exciting at the same time when I eventually find myself naked while my husband remains fully clothed.

Oh God.

I can feel myself shaking and getting wet between my legs as I watch him unzip himself and his engorged shaft jut out through the gap.

"Stelios, s-stop—-"

But my husband is deaf to my pleas, and the next thing I know he already has me upside-down.

Oh God!

My hands hit the floor as he pulls my legs up like they're handles for a wheelbarrow.

"Stelios!"

I end up screaming his name as he thrusts into me from behind.

"Do you like how I'm fucking you, wife?"

Oh God.

"Do you?"

He thrusts back into me after speaking, and all I can do is whimper as I cling to him.

"Answer me," Stelios growls. "Do you like how I'm fucking you?"

He pounds back into me so, so hard that I start seeing stars as I finally sob out what he deserves to hear.

"Yes!"

"And do you think this position can help you get pregnant?"

"Oh God, yes."

"Then tell me you want me to knock you up—-"

He starts thrusting harder and faster, and the words simply tumble out.

"Knock me up," I cry out. "Please knock me up, husband, please—-"

Stelios slams back into me harder than ever, and just as lightning strikes twice as orgasm hits both of us at the same time, it's also at that moment my husbands say the words I was prepared to wait for another lifetime to hear.

"I love you, wife."

Epilogue

"SAY CHEESE!"

"Cheese," my husband says obediently in his tux, and in a tone so dry I can't help but laugh.

Stelios looks at me curiously when I upload his photo straight away to my socials.

"Can you finally tell me who you're trying to piss?"

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