Page 43 of Swamp Kings 1

He suddenly straightened and she sat there drunk on desire, her mouth open and throbbing and tingling as he stared down at her, his own chest heaving, eyes molten as he gently pressed a hand against her chest and eased her onto her back. She stared at the ceiling as he lifted one leg and removed her high heel, placing her foot on the bed. He did the same to the other, placing that foot way too far from the other and yet not far enough.

She clenched her eyes tight as he moved her dress slowly up, working the material past her ass and to her waist. His huge hands rested on her knees now tightly closed, fingers sliding silkily along the locked gesture. Soon, every hot tip focused where they’d glued themselves shut as he mercilessly opened them.He took his time, like he had with his kiss, each second bringing another inch and more gasps.

“Put your hands behind your lower back,” he ordered softly. “Right at the top of your succulent ass.” She had never been so horny in her life as she obeyed him, cries straining before he even touched her. “Very good my angel,” he praised hotly, his hands moving from her knees down her inner thighs now flat against the bed. “You want my fingers touching you right here?” Four fingers grazed over her now wide-open pussy, still covered in black lace. The bolt of desire rocked her world.

“Vex!”

A guttural moan came with his, “Sweetfuckingangel.” His other hand stroked over the same path while his first felt along her ass against the bed. “Do you know how often I’ve dreamed about seeing this?Myhands all overmypussy?”

She panted and latched her fingers together as her hips writhed from the hard pleasure pulsing in her clit as he got more aggressive with his second premeditated kill. He was going to slaughter her. And every fiber of her body quaked with that guarantee.

“Oh my God,” she panted when he closed her legs and latched his fingers onto her panties.

“You mean ‘Oh myKing’,” he corrected softly, the panties pausing halfway down. “Youfucking wreck me.”

“Vex,” she worried when those random threatening growls came with his every breath while she worried over his reaction to her most intimate part. She didn’t do anything drastic, but she did trim a little.

The panties were yanked off and her knees hit the bed in a single, rough move. “Oh my God,” she shot out, fearing she might combust or come on the spot somehow.

Again, his hands slowly slid along her inner thighs. There was nothing silky about his touch. It was hard and possessive as it felt everything beneath her skin. At the juncture of her thighs, he pounced without warning, his mouth pressing against her privates, fingers digging angrily in her ass as his tongue fought with vicious growls to get to the bottom of her pussy. His nose dueled with her clit as he French-kissed her just like he’d done her mouth.

“Oh my God, oh God!” she cried, straining to open wider, so desperate to hold on to his head. “I’m coming Vex! I’m coming!”

Her butt suddenly hit the bed when he released her. “Like hell you are,” he gasped, rising like a predator to his full, terrifying height. “You come when the head of my cock is banging the fuck out of thattightlittlepussy. Take off that fucking dress.”

He paced next to the bed as she scrambled to obey, watching her with a furious look as she did. Shefinished and returned to her same pose, putting her hands behind her again. Her heart tried to launch from her chest at the ravenous way he eyed her heaving chest. Her sharp cry flew when his huge hands put her breasts in a death grip as he devoured one then the other, teeth scratching and tugging, tongue lapping, lips sucking hickies everywhere they went.Oh Godpoured from her as she opened her legs, fighting to reach him with her aching clit!

The freak storm ended the same way it began—instantly. Now her hips were in that death grip and being yanked off the bed. “Tell me how long you’ve dreamed of this,” he ordered, his eyes so hard on her as the tip of his cock moved along her slit.

“Always!” she panted, gripping the covers beneath her back now as the huge head stretched her near virgin opening.

“Did you imaginethis?”

He moved so very slowly into her, every centimeter bringing a stinging pinch.

“Or… did you imagine this…”

He sheathed his cock in one powerful thrust, the pain and pleasure bowing her off the bed with hot sparks of ecstasy arcing through her mind then body.

“Such awickedlysweet pussy you’ve haunted me with, Angel,” he accused, those warning rumbles back as his fingers prepared for the real onslaught.

Her body trembled with her whimpers, every cell screamingdo it. Dear God, do it, fuck me to pieces.

“Let me see you touch your sweet cunt.”

She worked her right hand out from behind her, drunkenly gazing into his eyes as she rubbed her clit.

He watched her fingers swirl over the tight ache, his cock pulsing several times deep inside her, pinching at the walls of her pussy as his angry fingers dug deeper into her hips. “Look at my nasty little wife, rubbing her sweet cunt.” The praise was one thousand percent accusation promising punishment. “Is it fucking hot, Angel?” he asked, eyes glistening with a power that rippled from his cock through her body.

“So hot,” she gasped, hurrying her swirls, and drawing that massive orgasm closer to her.

“I’m going to let you come, sweet Angel,” he shuddered, watching her fingers, barely tugging on her hips, and creating the perfect friction. “And right when it’s so fucking good, I’m going to tear into this tight pussy.”

“Vex!” she gasped, his threat bringing her orgasm racing up to her fingers.

“Yeah, baby? Your sweet pussy is coming? I feel it, so fucking tight on my cock.”

“VEX!”

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