Page 50 of Emilia: The Final Psychopath

“Take your underwear off, Angel. I don't want you complaining about me tearing them,” I said as I shoved my boxers and jeans off before I sat down again.

I lifted the other seat’s armrest out of the way as I watched Emilia’s tits sway as she bent down to remove her panties. My fingers curled around my dick as I pictured her fat with our baby. Her nipples and breasts would grow larger.

Fuck.

My dick began to dribble at the thought, but it only made me wank my dick harder. The honeymoon hadn't been long enough. Perhaps buying a private island wasn't a bad idea. It wasn't as if I didn't have the money.

She laid her underwear on top of her dress, and I patted my lap. Her eyes were full of mirth and lust. I always wanted her to be content. She clambered onto my lap and placed her knees on either side of my thighs. I gripped her ass and dragged her closer to me. She was biting down on her lip again. She always did it when she felt bashful or when she was trying to prevent a moan or a scream. Her hands rested on my shoulders.

“You should have taken your T-shirt off,” she said in a sultry voice with her eyes half closed as she ran a hand through my hair.

“Your wish is my command, Angel,” I said as I licked my tongue across her nipple before I pulled my T-shirt off.

Her hands ran down my neck to my shoulders until they rested on my biceps. She began to rub her hot wet pussy against my dick as she touched me. I reclined my seat because I wanted her tits on my face while she rode my dick. The fucking minx pushed my dick down with her hand, and she began to slide her pussy over it as she placed her hands on my chest. Her initial panic about Lori discovering us had vanished. I moved my hands to her thighs, just beneath her fine ass, and let her use my dick since she was getting it nice and wet.

Her dark hair fell around her, and my eyes ran over her golden brown tanned body. She had looked like a water nymph running around naked, surrounded by nature, and all that exposure to the sun had left her sun-kissed all over. Her breasts swayed above me, tempting me. I cupped her breasts and pulled them towards me until she got the message.

“My good little whore, getting my dick wet. Put my cock inside you, and get to work, Angel,” I said before I opened my mouth wide to suck her nipple and breast into my mouth.

Her hand moved to my shoulders before she reached down and held my dick. I felt her place it against her pussy before she began to sink down my length. My eyes flicked up towards her face, and I saw her lips part and form a perfect O shape. The relief and pleasure in her expression were vivid. Her hot cunt worked its way down my dick, the perfect tight cock sleeve for me to fuck. I moved my hands back beneath her ass to pull her up and push her back down.

She gasped as her eyes flew open before her fingers tightened on my shoulders, and she began to pump herself up and down my cock with a look of determination in her twisted dark eyes. I helped her move as my cock began to leak and throb inside her. The feel of her silky tight cunt sliding up and down my length was incredible. I kept one hand on her ass and began to play with her tits until she flung her head back.

“Yeah, be a good little cock sleeve. Work that cunt, baby,” I said before I pinched her nipple to give her the bite of pain that she loved. “You're my perfect cock slut, Angel,” I said as I began to fuck into her hungry little hole.

My words seemed to encourage her because she let out a wild cry as she began to bounce up and down my dick. I released her breast and grabbed her hips as I continued to drive into her slick pussy, grunting like an animal.

She abruptly came with a strangled cry, and she began to grind herself against me as I felt her pussy grip me like a vice. Her face twisted up before it relaxed as I saw the pleasure take over. Her pussy coated me with her cum, and I battled to control myself because I didn't want to cum inside her cunt. Her hair covered her face as she slumped against me, and her grip loosened around my shoulders. I kept my hand on her ass and rocked myself against her.

“Get on your knees, Angel,” I said as I ran my fingers up her damp spine. “You're going to clean every inch of my dick before I feed it down your neck, and you're going to take it like a good littlefucktoy.”

I smirked when I felt her tense above me, but her pussy fluttered around my cock. Was I fuck going to let her leave my side. She was my addiction and my darkest obsession.

My dirty little Angel who rescued my soul.

Chapter 41

Emilia

I pushed my hair away and tied it into a knot on top of my head before I grinned at him. His face was dark and intense with his jaw clenched with visible tension. I leaned down to kiss him, but he grabbed my neck with both hands and pulled my mouth to his.

His thumbs gripped my jaw as he tilted my head, and he plundered my mouth. I thrust my tongue against his, moaning as he began to lick and rub his tongue along the inside of my mouth. His hand slid to my breast as he began to massage it. He softened the kiss until his tongue danced against mine. He hummed into my mouth, and I clenched down on his rock-hard cock in response. His fingers tugged at my hard nipple before he pinched it, making me groan into his mouth.

When he pulled back, his hazel eyes were softer, and they dropped to my mouth. His tongue came out, and he licked along the seam of my lips before his wet lips touched mine. He pecked my lips and pushed me upright using his grip on my neck. I knew what he wanted, so I began to lift myself off his dick to climb down from his lap.

He stood up as I moved to the open space close to the aisle before I sank down on my knees. Cyrus was the only man that I would kneel for. I loved it when he lost control with me. It fed my ego, knowing I could cause him to lose his usual tightly held composure while kneeling before him.

“Such pretty lips, Angel, but it looks as if you left quite a mess behind,” he said as he stalked towards me.

I glanced at his cock and saw I’d left him wet with a thicker creamy substance coating him.

“I do apologise, Mr Wicke. Let me lick that up for you,” I said before I slowly licked my lips, only to see his expression darken.

As soon as he stood in front of me, I held his dick up and began to lick him from his balls to the tip of his dick before repeating the action but licking my tongue from side to side to ensure I didn't miss a spot.

“Oh, fuck,” he whispered and put his hand on my head to rub my scalp with his fingers. “Yeah, lick me clean.”

I lapped my sweet and slate cum off his cock until clear liquid began to ooze out of his dick as I pumped his length with my hand.

---