Page 125 of Deceit

She leans in against me, inviting me to continue, and I couldn’t stop if I tried.

I clasp my lips over her earlobe and start a path with my palms over her stomach, down to her thigh. Lifting the material of her dress, my cock twitches in anticipation of laying claim to my wife.

My wife.

Holy fuck. I got married.

Emmy’s ass presses deeper into my thighs, being so much shorter than me, my hard cock pushes against her spine in deep agony of this.

Her.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Emmy.” I turn her face to look into her eyes. “And so fucking mine now.”

She flicks her gaze to my mouth, and I fuse ours together in a battle of lips and tongues.

She pivots then begins to undo the button of my jeans. I unclasp her bra through her dress and slide both materials over her shoulders and down her back.

Impatiently my t-shirt comes over my head with her urgent fingers, and she shoves me towards one of the queen-sized beds.

With her little stature, she shows no intimidation by my height because my back hits the soft mattress, and she climbs over me.

Her flawless breasts perk proud, and her nipples harden as she pulls out my cock from my boxer briefs and drifts towards me to crush them against my chest.

Brown eyes lock with my blues, and she takes me in for a second before her hand runs down the side of my whiskers to my beard.

“No regrets?” she whispers. I shake my head and recline forward to take her lips for the hundredth time tonight.

Bringing my knees up, Emmy reaches between us to position over my cock and torturously slides down my stiff length.

I growl in her mouth as she bites down on my lower lip and starts to ride me.

I pretty much die and get reborn in this moment. The sweet girl-next-door with the body of a sinner and the kiss of a succubus just hijacked my whole being.

There isn’t anything I can think of that I wouldn’t give her. My loyalty to her will be unyielding and never-changing.

She is mine.

And, fuck me, I’m hers.

She breaks our kiss and creates a path around my jaw to the place I told her drives me crazy. Her silky lips flatten along the column of my throat, and she sucks lightly.

My hands find her soft ass as I pump into her slowly, driving me and her fucking insane with lust.

“Fuck, Em,” I ground out. “Your pussy is perfect. And this ass, baby…”

Her tongue darts out, tasting the sweat off my skin before laying her palms flat on my chest.

She straightens her spine, long strands of whitish-blonde hair falling down her shoulders, and with this position, I’m straight to the hilt inside her.

My balls clench at her taking what she wants. That crush or liking me thing she mentioned earlier shows me exactly what that flame she carried for me really desired.

And I want more.

Flipping her onto her back, I don’t waste a moment embedding my throbbing cock back into her. Emmy grips at the white sheets and arches her back as I painfully thrust in and out, careful not to bust my load too quickly.

I want to savor it for at least another moment. The first time I fucked Emmy Lou Rhodes as my partner and the beaming sunlight to my dark world.

She makes me feel alive.

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