Page 79 of Coercion

“The only thing I want you to stop doing is treating me like I can’t handle it when I can.” She snaps. “I can handle everything you do to me.”

My hand grabs her throat, I pin her back down as her eyes bulge. She’s trembling under my touch but she’s moaning, rocking her hips, showing me she wants this.

“My little wife is so confident now.” I taunt. “So let’s see how many times I can make you come. Let’s see how long you can last before you’re begging for a break.”

“No breaks.” She gasps. “I’ve waited too long already. I don’t want a break, I want you to fuck me until I pass out, until we both collapse.”

Promises, promises wife.

But if that’s what she wants, then that’s what she’ll get, because I’ve already told her she only has to ask.

I start raising my hips, slamming into her, feeling the way her delicious pussy moulds around me and welcomes me home with every plunge.

She wraps a leg around my back, she digs her nails into my skin and I fuck my wife like a man possessed.

I fuck her like I’ll never be able to touch her again.

I fuck her like her pleasure is the only thing I’m living for.

By the time I’m done, she’s a sweaty mess. Her eyes are shut. She can barely move from how many times I’ve forced her body to come. All I want to do is collapse beside her but we can’t sleep like this. I can’t leave her like this.

I force myself up, force myself to carry her in my arms, and under the warm spray of the shower, I wash her down.

She doesn’t open her eyes, she just lays against me, letting me take care of her, letting me show how important she is to me.

Ruby

Sunlight streams in behind the curtains. I shift, turning my head and groan at the way my body aches. I feel like I’ve done ten rounds with a heavyweight champion. Between my thighs, I’m throbbing. But it it’s a good throb. A good pain.

“I was too rough.” Preston murmurs against my head.

“No.” I say quickly. “I just have to get used to it.”

He smiles, running his hands down my back, tracing a pattern that he’s done before so many times.

“We’ll have to practice more.” He says. “Train your body to take my cock.”

I smirk, spreading my legs wide and feeling the hardness between his thighs. “In that case, I’m ready for another lesson.”

Laughter rumbles from his chest, before he’s reaching around, grabbing hold of both my arse cheeks. “So eager for me, aren’t you, wife?”

In reply, I raise my body up, catching his mouth and kiss him. “I want you. Why would I deny it?”

He tilts his head as I straddle him and then I slide myself down till he’s right back where he belongs. My insides scream in protest but I don’t care. I know soon enough those piercings will be torturing me in a whole different way.

“Fuck.” He groans. “You’re a quick learner.”

“I had a good teacher.” I tease.

He pushes me up, forces me to sit up straight and pulls the covers away so that both of us are fully on view. “You look good like this, Ruby.” He says staring at where his cock is buried in my pussy. “So good.”

His hands spread my lips wider, he licks his lips as his thumb starts to circle my clit.

“Oh fuck.” I gasp, throwing my head back. I’m so sensitive but the minute he touches me I’m desperate for release.

“Ride me, Ruby, show your husband how much better you look with your tits bouncing and your cunt swallowing him whole.”

I flush at his words, at the image of what I must look like, but I do it anyway, I raise my hips, I roll my body, I fuck Preston, hoping I look exactly the way he’s asking.

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