Page 123 of Brutal Collateral

I’m gonna come any second...

When my cock widens to an unmanageable length and width, she pulls off and stands up. “I’m not a pelican, for fuck’s sake.”

I laugh, my voice vibrating off the glass.

“Turn around so I can fuck you from behind,” I groan, squeezing my cock. “Are you close, my little mud wrestler?”

“Fuck you.” She grips my shoulder and using my knee like it’s a notch on a tree, sheclimbs meand settles herself around my waist. “Don’t come inside me, Griffin.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it. You’ve turned me on to coming on your face.”

With her securely perched on me, even though I’m standing, I fist my cock and find her entrance. Grabbing her ass, I push her all the way down on my stiff length and begin to fuck her. Or make her fuck me, depending on who wants to walk away and call this a win.

“Christ, that’s good,” I admit first.

“Uh-huh,” she says, her lips on my neck.

I turn my head and see the RAVEN tattoo. She’s all mystery, magic, and secrets. But fuck, her cunt is so tight, so silky, so wet.

Next, her teeth are clamped down and she’s biting me. It feels so good, the sting of pain holds off my orgasm. Did this minx know that?

Genius.

My genius. My wife. Ava is fuckingmine.

I’m dizzy and ready to fall over, so I lean her against the tiles, fearful that if I push her against the glass door, I’ll break it with the force of my thrusts.

Ava’s eyes flutter and her head falls back. “God, right there. Don’t stop.”

“Never. I’ve been dying to see you at my mercy with that smug kitten look wiped off your face. I got you, little demon. I know what you like.”

A few more pumps and I see stars. Ava yelps and her already tight pussy strangles my cock with vise-tightening clenches.

I hold back until she’s done climaxing. Then I lift her off me and push her down to her knees again. Jerking my cock, I come all over her face, my tight fist ringing every last drop of cum out of me.

She takes it. Takes being sprayed with my cum.

Where did this woman come from?

Everything is hazy as I pump my seed all over her. Marking her. I can’t get enough of her.

Iwon’tget enough of this.

I finish and step away, my back sagging against the shower wall.

Ava pushes to her feet, rinsing my cum away. “Asshole.” She slips from the shower, leaving me breathless.

“That’s next, wife,” I holler.

Fuck, I’ll die if I don’t claim her like that soon. I shut off the water and step out of the shower. Ava is long gone and...so are all the towels.

I don’t know how long I stay in the bathroom. Holy fuck, I forced a woman to marry me at gunpoint. My mother will kill me.

Naked and dripping, I finally leave the bathroom.

I see Ava on the bed with that creepy-ass clown still in the middle. She’s wrapped inall the towels, head to toe. I fucked her so hard she passed out.

Right there, I realize she’s not the same woman from seven years ago who fucked me several times, wrung so much cum out of me, and had the energy to stay awake and tie me up.

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