Page 73 of Married to My Grumpy Minotaur Boss

Not going to take much.

I fuck her with a steady rhythm, holding her legs spread wide. Justine’s eyes flutter closed. A mewling sound and the clench of her pussy around my cock tells me she likes what I’m doing. That won’t do, though.

“Open your eyes, Justine. I want you to watch what your body does to me. Whatyoudo to me.”

That gets her attention. Her eyes fly open and she stares into my face. I hold her gaze with each desperate thrust as my climax gets closer and closer. Her tits bounce. Her brows knit together and she moans my name.

She’s still not there, though. Nowhere near close enough to another orgasm. And I’m not done making her come.

Hold on. Hold on. Fucking hold on.

It’s no good. The push and pull of it is driving me wild.

The sweet grip of her hot, slick pussy draws pleasure out of me and I’m forced to succumb. Bending forward, I brace on one arm and bring my right hand to her clit.

Her body bucks when I find the right spot.

It’s still not enough.

I rub in time with my thrusts, hoping to bring her over the edge with me, but it’s no good.

My balls tighten and pleasure shoots along my spine. Giving up for now, I lift up to let her see my face. “God, I don’t know what you’ve done to me.”

I’m pumping faster now. My orgasm is inevitable.

I hold her face, keeping her eyes on me. “You’re so fucking beautiful like this. Don’t you forget it.”

With a final pump of my hips, I bury myself deep inside her. I stare right into her eyes as I come, not looking away until I’ve filled her pussy to dripping, leaking out around me.

Justine is panting. Her pussy flutters around me.

Apparently, just watching me was enough to bring her to the edge.

My cock is sensitive, but I can’t stop now.

Still hard, I pull out and drive back into her. Her eyes widen. She moans when I keep going, clutching at me, keening.

Then I take her hand from my arm and bring it between us. “Rub that clit for me, babygirl. I won’t stop until you come.”

“But you... didn’t you?”

I nod, gritting my teeth. “Not stopping.”

Her hand moves over her pussy while I thrust inside her. This time her gaze is locked on mine and I can’t look away either. The wet slap of me fucking her is extra loud with the lubrication of my come already inside her.

God, I love that sound.

I know the moment her orgasm hits. Her pussy squeezes me so tightly I almost fall over the edge again with her. Her legs twitch. She throws her head back and the bliss on her face is a kind of magic.

When it’s finally too much for my cock, I pull out. Ignoring the mess, I brush her hand away and I replace it with my own. She cries out.

“Did you think I was done, Justine? Are you done?”

She shakes her head, cheeks flaming.

“Could you keep coming for me?”

She nods.

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