Page 121 of My Broken Bodyguard 2: Ritchie & Tori

Tori fisted my cock and sucked the head like it was her favorite ice cream.

I dropped the towel to the floor.

“Ritchie, I love your dick,” she moaned.

She reached behind me as her mouth slid back and forth along my shaft. Her palm came down on my ass.

The sound of a whack hung in the air.

Tori wanted to get me back for the smack I gave to her bottom. The difference was I knew her ass still stung. Now her hand was too, because I barely felt the whack. My ass was solid muscle.

I gripped her bonnet and took control, sliding my dick back and forth in her mouth, smacking the back of her throat. “Be a good little wife and listen to your husband,” I bit out. “Who loves you?” I threw my head back as her fingers caressed my balls.

“Fuck, Tori. I need you,” I roared as I came down her throat.

She pulled back, smiling, and kissed the tip of my cock. “I love the taste of your salty cum.”

“If you think sucking my dick will get you out of the doghouse, you’re mistaken.” I arched a brow. “But it’s a nice attempt.”

I picked Tori up, cradling her in my arms, and carried her into the bedroom. “When you start being honest with me, you’ll get my dick again.”

She pouted.

I laid her in the center of our bed and hovered over her. “Now I’m going to kiss the places that hurt. Then I’m going to kiss that aching pussy.”

Her body shuddered beneath me.

My lips skated along her skin, under her breasts. Tori opened her legs and slid her hands over my hulking muscled shoulders.

“Ritchie, I’m so sorry I fucked up.”

“Me too,” I muttered against her stomach as I squeezed her breast.

My nose grazed her mound as I opened my mouth and sucked her labia.

Her back arched as she pushed her pussy into my mouth.

“I hate being away from you, Tori.”

“Ritchie, I missed you like crazy today.”

My teeth clamped down on her clit. Causing her to yelp. “Ritchie.”

“You have a fucked up way of showing it.”

I placed her leg over my shoulder, devouring her pussy like it was my last meal of the day. Well, I guessed technically it was.

I slid my tongue along her slick folds as I flicked her hard nipples with my index finger.

“Ritchie,” she cried out.

I smiled at the way I brought her pleasure. No other man could or would, because she was fucking mine. I’d kill any man who thought he could take my beautiful wife from me.

My greedy tongue dipped into her tight little hole. It was so hard not to fuck her pussy with my dick. Even if just for my own pleasure.

Her fingers tugged my strands as her thighs locked my head in place, as her body shuddered multiple times.

Tori’s juices filled my mouth. “Yes, baby, keep coming. I want to drink every last drop.”

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