She moans, her head dropping lower.
I push my finger deeper into her ass.
She gasps again.
“Mmm. So fucking tight.” My lips graze over her ass, placing gentle kisses that cause goosebumps to cover her skin.
I let her adjust around my finger in her ass, still pumping my fingers in and out of her pussy.
When she relaxes, I begin moving my finger in and out of her ass.
“Oh, God.” Her head hits the mattress. “Ford.”
“You wanted this, baby. Didn’t you?”
She nods.
I growl, and my fingers still. “I can’t hear you.”
“Yes,” she sobs, turning her face slightly. “Fuck, yes, Ford. I wanted this. I want you.” She swallows audibly. “All of you.”
I hum, pleasure coursing through me like fire.
I work her into a frenzy, her legs and arms shaking so hard she can barely hold herself up.
Seconds before she explodes, I pull my fingers from her ass and pussy.
“Oh, God,” she sobs, falling onto the mattress. “Please, Ford.”
I tsk, smacking her ass. “God isn’t here, sweetheart. You know that.”
A wide smirk curls my lips.“It’s your fucking devil in the room with you tonight.”
She sobs into the mattress a few more seconds before lifting her messy face. “Please, Ford. I need to come.”
I grab her, flipping her onto her back.
I grab the lube, squirting a generous amount between her tits.
Tossing it aside, I push them together, then shove my cock between them. “You want to come on my cock, baby?”
Her face is tear-stained, snot and spittle still covering her chest from when I choked her with my cock.
“P-Please, F-Ford,” she begs. “I need you.”
I move, unable to stand another moment of the torment.
I line up with her entrance, then slide home, moaning at how wet and tight she is.
“Oh, fuck.” Her arms wrap around me, pulling me to her. “I love you.”
I grin, slowly thrusting inside. “Who do you love?”
“Y-You, h-husband.” Her lips quiver, her lashes wet from her tears.
I begin pounding into her.
Her heels dig into my ass, her hips arching from the bed.