Page 36 of Filthy Messages: Stalker Alert!

Me: 19:14 I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.

My Sexy Husband: 19:16 I am going to fuck you all night long, Mrs Neri. There won’t be a single hole left that isn’t stuffed with my cum. I want you dripping with my seed.

I shook my head at his text but felt my pussy flutter. My ass tightened around the toy he put in there. All I could think of was how it would feel when his cock was inside me. I paused reading it again. Seeing my name as Mrs Neri was strange. I went from a Nerd to Neri.

I glanced up towards Roman, who was watching me. He slapped his champagne flute towards Dante’s chest and stalked towards me.

“Excuse us, ladies, we need to leave,” he said without saying another word. He dragged me outside.

I barely managed to turn around and wave at them all, but the big smiles on the three women’s faces said it all. He said since our house was overrun with guests, he was taking us to a hotel for some privacy. I shivered when I remembered the words in his text message.

As soon as Joe began driving, Roman quickly checked behind us to see if his men were following him before he settled down beside me.

“You are so fucked tonight, baby. I am going to fucking ruin you,” he said in a husky voice.

I squirmed on the seat before he pulled me onto his lap. I felt his hard dick under my ass.

“This is all yours. I want those pretty lips wrapped around my cock. I want you to suck my cum out of my balls and swallow every last drop,” he said as his hands roved around my breasts.

One hand wrapped around my neck, pulling my head up as he brought his lips down to mine. He ravaged my mouth, leaving me clinging to him.

I hoped he was always going to be my filthy fucker.

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As soon as we got to the penthouse suite, he began to strip off his suit.

“Get your clothes off, now,” he said with his eyes intense with lust. “I want to see your stuffed little asshole.”

That was easy.

I slipped my slingback’s off. And unzipped my dress from the side, and it dropped onto the floor.

His eyes widened as he saw my lingerie.

“Fuck, me. Remind me to give you my credit card more often. You need to do more shopping,” he said, licking his lips as his hands reached for his belt buckle.

I ran my fingers up my corset towards my breasts before playing with my hardening nipples.

“Are you going to tie me up tonight, Mr Neri?”

His eyes moved from my breasts to my face. A slow smile spread across his lips.

“Why don’t you slip your panties off and crawl over here to taste my dick first?”

I glanced down his naked chest and saw his trousers were unzipped, and his cock was jutting out while he gripped the thick base of it.

It was only fair the man always ate me out. I slipped my panties down my legs and kicked them off. Well, I tried, and the fucker never came off. I bent down and yanked it off my foot. That was an epic fail trying to look hot and sexy. I may have overdone it with the champagne. It’s not every day you marry your kidnapper.

I gave him a little twirl before bending over and pulling my ass cheeks apart so he could see the plug he put there.

“You’re not very good at following instructions, wife,” he growled at me.

When I looked over my shoulder. Roman looked furious, but he was wanking his cock. I dropped to my knees and turned to face him, watching him fist his cock.

“Sorry, this is a new role for me,” I said as I crawled towards him.

His hand dropped from his dick, and I could see a strand of his pre-cum dripping down onto the marble floor.

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