Page 42 of Defiled Innocence

Too slow for any sort of reprieve for myself. It’s taking too much energy to keep from fucking this woman into oblivion.

“There are other ways to punish naughty wives.” I reach between our bodies, finding her wet and swollen clit. “I can easily find my own pleasure, use this gorgeous body of yours for myself, and leave you panting and wanting.”

I flick her clit until her body tenses beneath me. “I can leave you on the edge, not letting you come until you learn to be a good girl for me.”

“No.” She shakes her head. “Oh, god, Dmitri.”

She digs her heels into the mattress and pushes up, taking my cock inside another inch as I rub her clit faster and faster.

“Will you be good for me, Amelia?”

She nods fast and furiously, but I think I could make her promise anything at this moment and she’d agree.

There’s a whimper when I pull my hand back from between our bodies. “Promise me. Say it, Amelia.”

She looks up at me, the desperation in her eyes matching the feeling in my chest. If I don’t get inside of her soon, I’m going to die.

“I promise, Dmitri. I’ll be good for you.” She licks her lips. “I’ll be a good girl.”

When she finally says it, when the words reach my ears, I drive into her hard up to the hilt. My balls smack against her ass cheeks as I bury myself fully inside her hot, wet, tight pussy.

I groan as her body squeezes around my cock. Fuck, she feels perfect.

I’ve fucked women, many women, but none of them compared to this. Her heat wraps around me, but not just around my cock. Every inch of my body, of my soul warms with her touch.

Her walls clench around my cock. It’s too much.

Pulling back until I’m almost gone from her warmth, I pause, line up our gazes then plow back in.

“Fuck!” I grind out. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

I grab her hip, pinning her to the bed as I drive into her harder and faster.

“Dmitri,” she whimpers, lifting her legs and wrapping them around my waist.

She opens her mouth, like she wants to say something, but it’s cut off by my kiss. Her lips part easily, giving me full access to fuck her mouth with my tongue while my cock drives her harder into the bed.

I growl, breaking the kiss and arching my back, twisting my hips just enough to change where my cock hits her walls as I continue to fuck her.

“Oh, god. Oh, god!” She grabs at my arms, lifting her hips to meet my thrusts. “Dmitri! Oh, fuck, Dmitri!”

“Say it again, Amelia. Say you’ll be my good girl. Say it. I need to hear you.” Electric heat zips down my spine as my balls pull tight.

I will die like this, and it will be most heroic death a man can face.

“I’ll be good. So good. I’ll be your good girl.” Her nails scratch down my back and it’s all I can stand.

“Come, Amelia. Now. Come now!” I piston my hips, driving harder and grinding my pelvis against her body.

She screams my name into my ear as she comes a moment later. Her voice gives out and she’s left with her mouth dropped open, a silent cry stretching her throat.

Gritting my teeth, I plow once, twice, and then once more before stilling inside her tight pussy. Her own release continues to spasm around my cock, clenching and pulling my orgasm from me.

My roar of relief fills the space between us as I arch my back and unleash inside of her, splashing the walls of her pussy with my seed.

Maybe one will plant in her womb tonight.

A shudder runs through me as the last wave of my release fades.

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