Page 53 of Love on the Run

Hard, ridge muscle slide past my welcoming lips, push past my ready tongue deep into my thirsty throat in one relentless drives.

My husband fucks my face in the way he made me come to crave. Everything in that moment tunnels down to only us and the deliciously filthiness that emanates for the way he dominates my very being as he finds the pleasure that only I can give him.

In one particular drive he thrusts and hold himself in my throat. He pinches my nose close. My eyes fly open to a cruel malicious quirk on an otherwise impassive face. “Yeah, take that shit.” He pushes holding me firm. “I’m going to come and so are you.”

He fucks my throat alternating each drive with a suppression of my breathing. My pleasure ratchets higher and higher until he’s holding me in longer intervals. I can see, I can only feel. My thighs are clamped to tight again the pressure spiraling in my pussy.

“Come for me, baby, take me, Hana.” He grounds out as stars dance behind my eyes, tears flow and the orgasm he’s forced shakes me to my very foundation.

“Fuck yeah, pretty as motherfucker.” Hips rocking, dick spasming he nuts rope after rope down my eager throat.

“Come here,” he pulls me up positioning me over the sofa so that my bottom is tooted up and open to his hot stare.

No sooner than I’m draped with my arms spread against the back does a resounding slap fill the room.

“Very bad little lotus flower. Did you think there would be no recompense for your behavior beloved?” Another smack make my ass jiggle and shake.

“Fuuuck,” he growls dipping low to take me from pussy to take with his mouth. I tremble and shake, my eyes rolling in the back to the back and the decadent way my man is feasting on me.

“Akchiro,” I cry as he assiduously eats my pussy and ass. His tongue delves deep sucking my slit then speats inside. He dips a ling finger into my rosette long since training me to take him there.

Shaking, trembling, crying he takes me to the precipice of pleasure. Begging for more and pleading that his stops my words jumble into incoherence as he rings a shattering orgasm from me.

Air spills from my lungs in huge surges but a respite in not in the plans. Gathering me up he puts me on the yoga mat bowing me up and drives his long as fuck dick into me. My teeth snap hard enough to chip as he pile drives into me. all niceties were literally left at the door I belatedly realize as he fucks me for old and new. Balls slapping against my ass with each past he fucks me so deep. His mouth is cast in a grim determined line. Our lovemaking is quiet at times, so I’m surprised when he says, “Aishiteru yo,” like he’s mad about it.

“I love you, too,” Whimpering the barely intelligible words, I pull him down to takes his lips while he keeps driving into me like he’s trying to find the secret to life.

“I’m going to fuck my baby into you, Flower. I can’t help. It the way pulling my nut from me — fuck. Are you ready for my baby, girl?” He cupping my cheek he works hard and deep, swerving to hit my spot with each past. I’d promise him anything but I’ve been waiting for him to ask since the yacht.

“Yes, baby please, fill me up and give me a baby.” I plead.

Immediately he complies, lifting my leg pressing home again and again until we both are crying out as bliss becomes a blessing.

EPILOGUE TWO

A Very Takeda Christmas

Akchiro & Flower

The Lotus & The Dragon

“They’ve all arrived.” A warm kiss presses again my shoulder as big arms wrap around me cupping my rounded belly. “Are you nervous?”

“I’m scared, Akchiro.” Turning into his embrace I look up into the diamond hardness of his gaze. “I know they probably hate me for everything I’ve put them through.” My throat threatens to close around the words I barely get out.

“That is all on me and I have already sat down and talked to them while you were healing. They are not angry with you. They could have left my brothers had they wished they have not,” he assures me pressing a warm reassuring kiss to my forehead.

I want to believe him, I do but I know my friends well enough to know they wouldn’t do anything to give themselves away. Ialso know that his Ryu and Takashi are just as unhinged as he is and won’t let Bridgit and Evangeline go if they don’t want to.

Sighing I look up to him and cup his face placing a kiss on his firm lips. I know he did everything he could to make amends for our actions. Inviting them as well as his cousins and their wives for Christmas is a step in that direction. We’d reached out to Tsuyoshi Tatsumoto but he refused saying Prosper’s training was not complete. I already know the cruel yakuza prince will not give her up without a fight.

“There is nothing for it, but to enter the lion’s den.” I whisper up to his stoic face.

“You mean the dragon’s den. Come, Hana it will be fine.” Quirking a sharp brow, he clasps my hand threading hid long tapered fingers through mine.

Pressing a kiss as he often does to my knuckles in reassurance, he leads me out to our Christmas guests.

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