Page 59 of Captivated By Him

“Just like you were when I walked in,” I say then clear my throat.

Bending two fingers, she thrusts them into her cunt and my cock twitches against my zipper. Fuck, this lesson may not go the way I want it to.

“Your nipple, don’t forget your tit, Nicole,” I say as a way to distract myself from my own discomfort.

She moves back into the same position I found her in and closes her eyes. She’s using the heel of her hand to rub her clit while she slowly fucks herself with her fingers.

“Why did I spank you earlier, Nicole?” I ask, keeping my gaze fixated on her pussy.

“Because I was rude,” she says in a breathless voice. Her cheeks are still rosy, her nipples still rock hard, and her stomach pulls tight. She’s getting close.

“You were a bad girl, that’s right.” I clench my teeth. Fuck, she’s being so good now, though. “And bad girls get spankings, don’t they?”

“Yes, Jakub. Hard spankings.” She rolls her head to the side, her ass lifts off the bed. She’s thrusting her fingers harder into her tight pussy, chasing down the orgasm she thinks she’s going to catch.

“That’s right. Bad girls get hard spankings.” I quietly get off from my chair and undress. Her chest rises and falls faster, her breath hitches. The little tremble of her thighs raises a flag for me.

“And they don’t get to come home and masturbate over the memory either.” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, her eyes fling open. I lean over the side of the bed and clamp my hand down over hers, stilling all movement.

A protest bursts onto her face, raw panic pulls her mouth into a pout. And fuck me if that doesn’t make my cock even harder.

Nicole is a far stronger woman than I ever would have thought I’d find myself latched onto. She takes no shit from anyone, which only makes these moments when she bends to my will all the sweeter.

“Jakub,” she whines. “Please.”

I shake my head with a grin. “No, sweet girl. You have to make me feel good first.” I move my hand from her cunt to my own cock, wrapping my fingers around my thick shaft.

She licks at her lips and quickly rolls to her belly, scrambling to the edge of the bed. When she reaches for my cock, I push her hand away.

“No, no. Lie on your back, drop your head off the side,” I order her.

A moment of confusion crosses her eyes, but she doesn’t wait to ask questions. Flipping around again, she scoots backward until her head is hanging off the bed, her mouth even with my cock when I straddle her face.

“That’s a good girl. Do as you’re told and you’ll get to come. Now open that mouth of yours.” I push the head of my cock against her moist lips and she parts them for me.

“This dirty mouth got you in trouble earlier; let’s see if it can make things all better for you now,” I say just before I thrust hard into her mouth, over her tongue and straight down her throat.

She gags instantly, but I wrap my hand around her throat, holding her in place. Fuck, it feels too fucking good to pull out, but I have to. I don’t leave her mouth all the way, just enough for her get some air.

“Breathe deep, baby,” I tell her and once I see her chest fill, I plow forward again. My balls hit her nose and a jolt of lightning ricochets through my cock.

“Play with your pussy for me, sweet girl. Finger yourself again,” I tell her as I continue to fuck my wife’s face, down her throat, while squeezing.

Obediently, she slips her hand between her thighs, and she’s back at it, rubbing and fucking herself. She’s too confident to be shy about this. I may have startled her earlier, but she’s all in now.

Fuuuuck, she’s perfect. As my cock glides over her hot, wet tongue she swivels it, hitting the sensitive spot beneath the head of my dick. I plunge forward, dropping my hand to the bed to keep from falling onto her.

“You better hurry if you want to come, Nicole. I’m not waiting on you tonight. Make yourself come before I do, or you get nothing.” My balls pull tight, the familiar tingle building in my spine. I mean what I say, I’m not waiting on her.

It’s then I see the tremor in her thigh again. She’s going to come, she’s so close.

“Come, bad girl, come for me. Show me you can be good. Show me you want to be my good girl,” I say even though the words bring my orgasm too close to ignore.

One more thrust of her fingers and she’s screaming her release. The vibrations of her moans hit my cock. My stomach clenches, my back stiffens, then my breath sticks in my chest. Waves of pleasure compound and drown out my own cry of release as my orgasm rages within.

I pull back from her throat, letting my cum spurt across her tongue and her chin as my vision fades at the edges. She’s settled beneath me, licking at the tip of my dick while I try to catch my breath.

“Fuck,” I say, pushing off the bed and straightening up to my full height. “No, let me help you.” I sit on the bed beside her, my cock still hard for her. She sits up, wiping her hand across her chin where several drops of milky white cum have landed.

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