Page 22 of Wrong Number, Right Silver Fox
"Please, what?"
"Fuck me now, Jack. Now."
"That's my girl. How badly do you want your husband to fuck you, Emily."
"I want you more than anything, Jack. Don't make me beg."
"Maybe I want you to beg me. All pretty like you know how to. With all the dirty words you can come up with."
He wants some dirty talk now? Oh well, I've spoiled him so much, what's another time?
"Jack Baldwin, I want you to take that delicious cock of yours and plunge it within the depths of my pussy. I want you to pound me so hard, the people at the reception can hear me screaming for more."
His features transform into something feral. A savage man who means to ravage me. He reaches for his belt and pulls it out in one swift move. It makes my pussy clench in need, but he doesn't leave me wanting. He brings his cock out and teases my hole. I can feel the slippery precum against my entrance and push my hips forward to encourage him to penetrate me.
"I claim you as mine, wife." He slides inside me with one thrust.
This. Is. Heaven. Being filled to the brim by my husband is the most delicious thing I've ever felt, and a scream rips out of me. I don't care who is listening. I keep holding him tight as every time he thrusts, I'm pushed a little further up our makeshift bed.
My savage is right here with me, claiming his wife, and my response is as wild as his claiming of me. I pull my legs around his waist, hanging on for this ride. And it's nothing like we've ever done before. We belong to one another now, and nothing will keep us apart.
The noise I make is loud, and so are his groans and growls. I still don't care. We fuck in a frenzy until pleasure overtakes me. It's an explosion of all that's good in the world, and I pull him down for a kiss. I feel him jerk against me as he pumps me full of his cum.
When it's over, we stay joined as he softens inside me. Then I hear rustling behind us, and someone starts shouting.
"My god, will you two stop this? Stop this now. Everyone can hear you," my dad says.
Jack collapses on top of me and we start laughing like loons. I guess the sounds in the maze carry to the garden.
"I'm going to have to pour bleach in my eyes now."
He turns around and leaves the maze. I hug Jack tightly and place kisses all over his face.
"I think this was a fantastic way to start married life, husband."
"I couldn't agree more, wife."
Epilogue
2 years later
Emily
Every year, my husband insists on taking me on a Caribbean vacation. It's more for him than for me, but I'll never tellhim that I hate the beach. I mean, the sand gets everywhere! So as I lounge on the hammock under a few palm trees, I ponder the right moment to give my husband his surprise.
I was surprised myself when I went to the doctor. My cycle is pretty irregular, and the pregnancy tests kept giving me a different answer every day. Some days it said negative, some days positive. I was going crazy, but it's been confirmed. I'm expecting my Silver Fox's baby.
Am I ready to be a mother? I'm not sure. I'm twenty-six. My life at work is fulfilling, and being married to Jack is amazing. He takes such good care of me, and I make sure I do the same for him. A baby will definitely rock the boat at first.
I squint my eyes to see my husband coming out of the water. The women at the resort drool every time they catch a glimpse of him. If he happens to speak in their presence, they swoon. I've had to claim my man in front of them several times. He's mine, you hussies.
Who am I kidding? Watching my husband strut his stuff is one of my favorite pastimes. The closer he gets, the bigger my smile grows.
"What's going on with you, Vixen?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"You've been all smiley-face during this trip."
