Page 109 of His Wild Attraction

I never knew I could feel this way. Never expected her claim on me to have such an effect.

This wasn’t what the movies told you sex would be like after the first time you said I love you.

This was rough.

Wild.

Hot.

Messy.

Desperate.

Joyful.

And needy.

It was so fucking raw. And it was good.

Really good.

Ellie was just as in it as I was. Her eyes sparkled with intensity. Her warm, soft skin surrounded me.

I felt her everywhere. Her arms were around me, her legs held on, her hips lifted to meet mine, and her sex spasmed around my thick cock as I pumped into her repeatedly.

She was everywhere. My everything. Filling every inch of my mind, my body, my heart, and my soul.

“I love you, Wife. Now show me how much you love me and come all over my cock.”

“Love you so much, Husband,” she cried out, her pussy spasming around me.

Every flutter and quiver of her needy little cunt sent me farther over the edge. I grabbed her hips, my fingers bruising, and I lifted her, switching our positions.

Ellie was still lost in her orgasm, and I was desperate to chase her there. I lifted her by her sweet ass, fucking her on my cock, and grinding her slippery little clit onto my pubis.

“Again, Wife. Come again,” I commanded.

“I-I can’t,” she cried.

But that was a lie. I knew she could.

Her hot pussy felt so good, I was close, too. But first, I was going to make sure she got there again.

“Now, Angel. Be my Good Wife and come for me. Right fucking now,” I growled, sucking her nipple into my mouth, and biting down while I flexed my hips and pulled her tight to me.

Her cunt contracted, and she moaned, long and loud. Then I exploded inside of her, painting her walls with my cum.

Blind, deaf, and dumb to everything except the sensation of having my wife cling to me in the sweaty, sticky aftermath of what was the most phenomenal sex I’d ever had, I sucked in air, trying to catch my breath.

When I first saw Ellie, I knew I wanted her.

The attraction I’d felt towards the woman was off the charts. But I didn’t know I would become so addicted to her, so damn crazy that I was borderline psychotic where she was concerned.

The lines I crossed were pretty big. Stalking, interfering, inserting myself into her life.

I was unhinged where Ellie was concerned.

But the good news was, she was into me, too.

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