Page 122 of My Broken Bodyguard 2: Ritchie & Tori

As her body continued to shake, I kissed her thighs. I sat up on my knees and flipped her over. My heavy hand came down on her other ass cheek.

Whack

Whack

Whack

“Ouch,” she yelped.

“You don’t keep shit from me, Tori.”

I leaned over, kissing her heated flesh. My palm came down again on the opposite ass cheek.

The smack hung in the air.

“Ritchie,” she moaned.

“Please fuck me,” Tori begged.

I smoothed a hand over her left ass cheek as my lips ran soothing circles over her hot skin.

“Ritchie, I love you. I promise I won’t do it again.”

I smirked. “Do what?”

“Keep secrets. Especially about my well-being.”

“Good. I think we’re on the same page now.”

Her body lay pressed against the mattress, her hips tilted in a way that would minimize discomfort. I positioned myself over her and entered her with one smooth thrust.

“Oh my Gosh, Ritchie,” she purred.

I yanked the bonnet off her head and slid my fingers through her blond tresses as I fucked her pussy that pulsated around my cock.

Damn, it felt good.

“Yes, baby, give me every delicious inch of your beastly cock,” she yelled in ecstasy.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, wife.”

Her body hummed under me as I fucked her like I was in the porn Olympics. Each long stroke pulled a hungry moan from her little frame.

“You love my dick, huh?”

“Yes, Ritchie, it’s...it’s so fucking good.”

After kissing her cheek, I sat up on my shins and held onto her hips as I thrusted into her warm depths. Her pussy was incredible. I loved that it was all mine.

“I bet you can feel my big cock in your stomach,” I stated with a smirk.

“Yes.” She pounded a fist on the bed. My sweet little wife was about to come.

My grin widened as the head of my dick smacked her G-spot.

“Baby, yes,” she gasped.

I pulled out as if I was wrapping up a porn scene.

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