Page 87 of His Wild Attraction

“Need you, Lupina. Missed you,” he growled, his hands fisting in my hair.

“Andres,” I whimpered.

“God, you taste so good. The perfect combination of sweetness and sin,” he murmured, catching my lower lip between his teeth, and biting me.

I remembered gasping, clutching at his shoulders.

We were like two wild things, pushed together by some unseen force. Unable and unwilling to even try to fight it.

Now that I knew why he called me Lupina and what it meant, I had to admit it was a real turn on for me.

Andres didn’t want me to be weak. Or cowed. He wanted me to be strong. He liked my ferocity, and I was goddamn feral for him.

Chills raced up my spine, making me tremble. No one had ever admired my strength before.

No one had ever even noticed it. But Andres had.

He noticed, and he thought it was sexy as fuck.

Gulp.

Oh, I was in so much trouble with that man.

It shouldn’t have been a turn on. All that muted violence shouldn’t have made my heart race and my body shiver with need, but it did.

I wanted him so damn bad.

And like always, all he had to do was touch me and I turned into a puddle of need.

“Get on your knees, Wife, and open that fucking mouth,” he growled, and I obeyed.

Falling to my knees should have felt submissive. But with him, I felt like a goddess. I grabbed his cock with my hand and parted my lips, sucking on the thick head.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

Andres held my head in place and pushed his length down my throat.

I’d never had a dick in my mouth before. And I gagged around his girth.

Andres made noises that sounded like pure lust, and they encouraged me. So I tried again, sucking him down as far as I could.

On and on for long minutes, I sucked and licked, and fucked my husband with my mouth. His words of encouragement made me feel bold. Made me feel beautiful.

He allowed me a few more strokes before he dragged his dick out of my mouth and pulled me to my feet.

“Nuh uh. I’m coming inside your cunt tonight, Wife.”

Then he pushed me back onto the bed and lifted my legs, so my calves were sitting on his shoulders.

Andres’ hands moved to my thighs, and he held me open. My pussy and ass cheeks both.

He rubbed his dick along my dripping seam, making us both moan when he brushed the tip along my puckered hole.

“Gonna fuck this ass, Lupina. Not tonight, but soon,” he told me, sending another wave of desire roaring through me.

Then he shoved all the way inside me, using one hand to pinch my throbbing clit as he pressed deeper than ever before, and I fell apart.

Andres made me come two more times before he was through, and every time he fed his dick to my pussy, I felt as though he were putting all the broken pieces of me back together.

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