Page 37 of His Vengeful Tradwife

Maverick let me have it on 1 for only a few seconds before pushing the controller right past 2 to 3.

The knobs began to stroke harder, little throbs of pleasure all inside me.

Well, shit.I didn't want to lose.Not in my plans.

I began to gently stroke my tight nipples through my bikini top, and I saw his eyes sharpen.

He said nothing, but in those athletic shorts I could see his big cock hard as a rock, jutting out from his thick legs.

The tentacles stretched for my clit and I stretched away, not wanting them to zero in.

Skitters of arousal played all up and down my arms and legs.

"You wish it was you inside me, don't you?" I said in a low, husky voice. "You wish you were fucking me on the table, that you were behind me fucking me on my hands and knees, coming in my ass, don't you?"

Maverick groaned at my words, and I saw his Adam's apple move convulsively. His cock was twitching in his shorts.

He set his jaw and I saw him bottom the control out at 4. I had to suppress a whimper, clutching the sheets to keep myself from exploding.

"Stop holding out on me," he grunted, and I saw those dark eyes spit fire at me. "You're cheating."

"I'mcheating, motherfucker?" I snarled at him. "This isyourdoing. I'm going to win."

I plunged my hands into my bikini top, pinching my nipples so they were that rosy color Maverick liked, and I knew he could see as my hands stroked my breasts, gathered as much of their heavy weight as I could in my hands.

"Fuck, Tallulah," he groaned. "I am so goddamn sorry. I'm going crazy without being able to touch you."

I arched my back, pressing my breasts into the air, letting my hips roll against the toy. There was sweat pooling in my belly button and down my back.

"You can't touch me," I said. "You lost that privilege."

"Oh, Tallulah," he groaned. "I'll never regret anything so much in my life. I love you, baby, and being apart from you is killing me."

One of the tentacles finally grazed over my straining clit, my pussy heavy and flush with need.

Fuck, goddamnit, I was going to come and lose and sex with him wasnotin my plans yet.

My eyes felt glazed over, my nipples pebbled and tingly with arousal.

Maverick's hand was gripping the end of the bed so tightly, all the tendons stood out in his big arms, his flat belly heaving up and down.

Come on

The precum from his cock was seeping through his shorts, soaking the whole front of them.

His eyes looked almost feral, narrowed at me in his concentration to win.

I felt my thighs begin to tremble uncontrollably, and Maverick made a low wicked noise of triumph, but indesperation I reached one hand down to my clit and began to rub the soaking center of my need.

It was a risky move, and I could feel my release sizzling up my spine and flushing my cheeks. . .

But it worked

Maverick's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

"Fuck, Tallulah! God, you’re so hot. Fuck, but I want you so badly!"

He set his jaw, but he was too late.

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