Page 34 of His Wild Seduction

Fucking. Moaned.

I closed my eyes at how good my name sounded, spilling from her lips. She was all panting need and breathless desire, and goddamn, I was so hard.

I couldn't wait another second. Bunching the material in my fists, I tugged on her panties, tearing them from her body.

“Hands on the wall. Bend over,” I commanded, pushing her forward with my palm on the space between her shoulder blades, while tugging her hips back.

Rough. Too rough.

Last time, it was all making love beneath the moonlight and whispering promises of love and the future to one another.

This time, I wasn’t making love to her.

This time, Meredith was my wife, and I was going to fuck her.

The sight of all that soft, pale skin, the scattering of freckles across her shoulders, and the dimples above her gorgeous ass were too much for me.

I needed to calm down. But I couldn’t bring myself to let go.

Instead, I focused on the tasks in front of me. I unclasped her bra, tugging it forward but not letting her move her arms so it was stuck between the wall and her.

Meredith gasped as I pulled on her nipples, pressing my suit covered body into her completely naked one.

“Your bigger here,” I growled, testing the weight of her heavy breasts in my palms before I went back to plucking the hardened tips.

Lower, my hands roamed down her soft belly, skating over the curls covering her sex and moving to her thighs.

“Open your legs,” I growled, rubbing my hard, cloth-covered cock against her sweet ass.

“Josef,” she whimpered, but obeyed, parting her thighs, allowing me access.

I cupped her pussy. The heat of her scoring my hand. Parting her lips with broad strokes of my finger, I hissed at the wetness there.

“You’re fucking soaked for me, aren’t you, Little Red?”

“Y-yes. I feel so wet there,” she answered, surprising me.

I hadn’t expected a response. But I also hadn’t expected her heady reaction to my rough touches.

“Fuck, yeah, you are,” I grunted.

Without sparing another moment, I plunged two thick fingers into her tight channel. Her walls squeezed me, and I closed my eyes at the sensation.

“Goddamn. Fuck.”

She really was tight. Almost as tight as that first time.

Sudden jealousy reared its ugly head. The idea of anyone else touching her like this, feeling her wet heat surrounding them.

“How many have you had since me? How many men?”

I unbuckled my pants, pulling them down just enough so I could pull my dick free. I had one hand on her pussy and the other on my cock.

“Josef, please,” she moaned.

I rubbed her needy little clit with my thumb while pumping my fingers in and out. Her pussy clenched around me. And I growled, precum leaking over my dick as I pulled my fingers free and lined myself up at her entrance.

“How many others have been inside you? Tell me and I’ll make you come,” I demanded.

---