Page 4 of A Wife by Christmas

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Cathy didn’t use her teeth, but if he was honest, he didn’t think for one second he would mind her using anything. The feel of her lips around his dick felt incredible, and he didn’t want it to stop. She had a magical mouth. One he wanted to enjoy often.

The way her lips moved was set to drive him crazy, and he knew all about that. Gritting his teeth, he tried to focus onnot shooting his cum right down her throat, but her mouth was fucking precious.

He loved how plump her lips looked around his dick. He felt an ache in his groin, one that said he wanted to take her right then and there. Reaching out, he slid his fingers through her long brown locks, wrapping some of her hair around his fist as he began to slide in and out of her mouth. He was so damn close, but there was no way he was going to come in her mouth like some out-of-control, randy teenager.

Pulling out of her mouth, which nearly fucking killed him, he reached for her and had her spread-eagled on the bed. It didn’t take him long to deal with her underwear. The panties were gone with a single tug of his fist. The bra had a front clasp, and he unfastened that quickly.

Those tits sprang free, and were more than a generous handful. Cupping them in his palms, he couldn’t help but feel another twinge in his dick. Pressing them together, he couldn’t resist pushing his face against them, licking her nipples, sucking them, and then biting down. Her moans filled the room, and it was like the sound went straight to his dick.

“That feels so good,” she said.

He groaned and the call of her pussy was so strong. Brick let go of her tits and began to kiss down her body, going straight toward her sweet nectar. His mouth watered for a taste, and the scent of her was driving him wild.

She had a tiny thatch of hair at her pussy, and he spread her lips open to see her swollen clit. Cathy was already so wet, and as he stroked between her slit, he heard her moan. Before he fucked her, he was going to taste that sweet cunt.

He kept the lips of her sex spread open, and he slid his tongue between her clit, going down to her entrance, circling her opening and going right back up.

Cathy gasped, and she shook beneath his hands.

Letting go of her pussy lips, he slid his hands beneath her ass, gripping the flesh, and then properly explored her clit and pussy.

She was so sensitive, and he felt the change in her body each time he touched her. Her orgasm began to grow, and he wanted to keep her close but not push her over the edge. Brick also knew he only had so much patience, and he wanted to be balls-deep inside her, fucking her.

The moment she started to reach that peak this time, he didn’t pull back but sent her right over the edge. She cried out, and her body shook.

Brick didn’t know if he should let her have a second orgasm, or if he should stop and take her. He wanted to give her a second orgasm. He wanted to feel her tight, hot cunt wrapped around his dick. There would be plenty of opportunities to have multiple orgasms.

Before the aftershocks of her first orgasm had finished, he moved up between her thighs. He grabbed his cock, lining the tip to her entrance, and then, slamming balls-deep inside her tight pussy. She was still enjoying the aftershocks of her orgasm, and he felt her pussy squeezing his dick. He gritted his teeth, attempting to maintain some composure. All he wanted to do was take her hard and fast, and to spill his cum deep inside her. Instead, he gritted his teeth and waited for her orgasm to subside.

Then, he took hold of her hands, pressing them to the bed, and he stared into her pretty brown eyes. He loved her eyes. They were kind. Brick had seen his fair share of good, bad, and evil eyes. Cathy was kind. She was nice, she was sweet, and now, for tonight at least, she belonged to him.

“Please,” she said.

“You want me to fuck you?” he asked.

She nodded her head, to which he smiled.

“Your wish is my command,” he said, and then he slowly began to ease out of her, pulling out so just the tip of him remained within her.

Slamming all the way inside, he watched her cry out. He knew he was deep, as he watched her take all of him. He was pretty sure he was deep enough to hit her cervix.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” he said.

“It feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

Brick smiled, and then he reached out, grabbing the headboard, and he began to drive inside her, filling her with every inch of his dick.

Her moans filled the room. They were not filled with pain, but pleasure. He couldn’t look away. He was completely intoxicated with her eyes, with her tits, with all of her.

She felt so soft against him. She fit his body as if she was made to be there. And that was exactly where she was meant to fit. She belonged to him. Brick knew these feelings didn’t come around for just anyone. There was something different about Cathy.

Willow and Rebel said one day he’d find the right woman, and that woman was here now, in his bed.

Chapter Three

Sneaking across the clubhouse, Cathy tried not to make a sound as she didn’t want to wake anyone. The clubhouse was filled with passed-out bodies. It had clearly been a good party last night.

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