Page 121 of The Spare
"Yesss,"she wails.
I chuckle. "God, baby. I so enjoy fucking you. I don't know why you'd deny me this. Because you're shy?" I tut, fucking her even faster. "I thought I proved the other day that I'll fuck the shyness out of you.Did I not do a good enough job?"
Though I need her approval, she doesn't answer, so I slap her ass hard, the sound echoing."Answer me."
"You did! You did, Mason."
I pull out of her before she can come again, toss her onto her back, and step off the bed, dragging her to the edge until her head hangs off. She's panting and has tears in her eyes, but she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue. I slap it with my cock once before putting it into her mouth and pressing deeper.
Letting go of my shaft, I palm her breasts and roll her nipples between my fingers, tugging. When I get to the ring of her throat I pause. A tingle wraps around my balls, shooting up my spine and down to the tip of my cock.
"Fuucccck," I groan.
Rolling her nipples, I see her abdomen quiver, her legs bend back and I lean forward, letting one of her nipples go to slip my fingers through the lips of her pussy as she takes me down her throat.
"You're so pretty, baby," I praise her, pulling my hips back and then thrusting back in gently. I part her warm, wet flesh, seeing her clit protruding. I flick it, and she stiffens up, her mouth suctioningeven tighter around me. "It's swollen." I flick it repeatedly until she squirts against my fingers and her juices coat her inner thighs."Verysensitive." I bend, sealing my mouth to her clit, groaning as her taste floods my tongue and ignoring her when she jerks hard against me.
I scrape it gently through my teeth, nibbling as I pull my cock all the way out of her mouth as she bucks hard against me.
"Mason," she sobs with her orgasm, jerking her hips against me. I give her a sharp slap to the back of her thigh and suck even harder, not letting her have any reprieve. "No!" she gasps. "No, wait!Mason, I can't t-take anymore-"
She screams as I turn her back around, haul her hips off the mattress, and slam back into her. Her lips tremble, and her eyes are wet with tears of pleasure.
"Seems like to me you're taking it just fine, Melody," I say in a rough voice.
And she does.
She takes it very well over the next hour, in fact.
***
A week later, I fall to my back on the bed, sweaty, with my chest heaving. I wouldn't fuck her hard tonight; her pussy's been too tender.
"I'm quitting college."
Turning my head, I glance at her with my brow arched."Oh yeah?"
Melody nods. "Yeah."
I wait for her to elaborate, but she just stares at the bedroom ceiling, contemplating. I move my arm, finding her fingers and gripping them. Giving her patience so she can work it out for herself.
"I know that the plan was for me to go back next session," she says hesitantly,"but…"
I roam her face, seeing she's uncomfortable and hesitant. "But?" I ask softly.
"But I don't think school is working for me."
Her voice is small, and I can tell she's scared to share this with me so I tread lightly, letting her know I'm with her no matter what.
"I get that," I say. "It's not for everyone." Turning on my side, I prop myself up on an elbow and rub my hand down her arm. "I'm okay with whatever you want to do, love. If you need time to figure out what you're passionate about, that's fine. It's not like we're hurting for money."
She turns her head to look at me, with a wary expression on her face. "I don't wanna…" she trails off, her cheeks tinge pink.
"Want to what?" I enquire softly, now rubbing my hand down her hair.
She turns to me, propping up on her elbow so we're almost even. "I don't want to freeload off you."
I chuckle and move a couple inches closer. "Baby, I hate to break it to you, but," I arch a cheeky brow, lowering my voice to a whisper, "we'rerich.If you want to freeload off me, you can. And you're my wife. You'reallowedto." I give her a bright smile. "Actually, I encourage it."
