Page 7 of The Cost of a Bride

I slip off my shirt and lift up her bra, exposing her perfect tits. She truly is flawless, and I’m the lucky son of a bitch who gets to have her.

“Look at you,” I groan, rubbing my cock up and down her soaking slit. “You are so fucking sexy, baby. Just take a deep breath, and I’ll make you mine.”

Just as she’s told, the gorgeous treasure I paid for tonight inhales a lungful of air, causing her breasts to swell and rise, enhancing their already shapely beauty even more, and at the same time, I press my manhood into the unclaimed treasure between her legs.

We gasp at the exact same time. She moans, and I groan as I drive my inches into her. She’s so unbelievably tight that I actually have to apply some force to slide into her warm, wet walls.

“Russell!” she cries out as my cock stops at her cherry.

“It’s okay, baby,” I whisper, cupping her breasts and kissing gently up her neck. “That’s your cherry. It will hurt just for a second. But only a second.”

I thrust hard and feel it give way. She lets out a slight moan and grabs on to my shoulders, but I stop moving for a moment and give her a second to get used to it again before I start pumping again. And when I do, she starts to moan in my ear in a way that lets me know she’s loving this just as much as I am, if not more.

“That’s it, gorgeous,” I whisper. “You did it. You’re mine now.”

“I – I can’t believe it,” she stammers. “I can’t believe I’m taking all of you.”

“And you’re doing such a good job too, baby.” I smile. “You’re such a good girl and you feel so fucking good.”

“So do you,” she giggles as I pick up the pace. “It’s amazing.”

I moan like an animal.It’s not the fact that I haven’t gotten any in eight months that’s driving me wild; it’sher. She’s turned me completely crazy, and maybe I should be going a little gentler on her right now – holding back a bit – but I just can’t.

I pick up the pace and start fucking her faster and faster, squeezing her ass hard, kneading the supple flesh like a man possessed. I kiss her all over, lost in her beauty, her scent, her body, the heat and the wetness of her pussy. It’s all just overwhelming, and I can already feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Her body begins to stiffen beneath me. The grip she has on my shoulders begins to tighten. Even her back begins to arch off the bed, changing the angle of my cock inside her. Is she about to come too? Just the thought of that gets me closer, and I have to clench my jaw down to keep myself from exploding. If she’s close, then I’m going to keep myself from finishing first. Even if I’m an animal right now, that doesn’t mean I can’t be a gentleman too.

“Are you going to come, baby?” I ask. She moans and nods at the same time. Jesus, this is almost too much for me. I’m on the verge of exploding. “Good girl. Come for me. Come on.”

I snatch a fistful of her hair and tug with just enough force to be rough with her but not hurt her, and that seems to do it.

She goes off. Her body thrashes beneath me, and her juicy little cunt clamps down on my cock like a soaked fist, holding me in place right where I am.

“Oh God!” she cries out as her nails dig into my shoulders. I feel each contraction of her orgasm – each wave as her pussy grips me – coaxing me right up to the edge of my own climax. At the very last second, I’m able to tilt my hips back and pull out of her.

“Stick out your tongue, gorgeous!” I growl. “I’m gonna come all over your beautiful little face.”

She obeys without question and opens her mouth as I jerk my cock and spray my seed down all over her, shooting white ropes all over her cheeks, lips, and tongue. She’s even smiling as it happens, like she loves every second of it. It feels so fucking incredible that I have to use one fist to brace myself against the bed to keep from toppling over.

“Good girl,” I groan through clenched teeth. “What a good girl you are.”

I collapse onto the bed beside her, my chest rising up and down as I suck in deep breaths. I glance over at her and realize she’s more than a bit messy, so I go to the bathroom and come back with two hand towels, one wet and one dry.

“Here.” I smile.

“Thank you.” She smiles back, giggling softly as she begins to wipe her face clean. “You know I heard this stuff’s good for your skin. Is there any truth to that?”

“I’m not sure,” I chuckle. “But report back to me, and if you see any improvements, you can come back and I’ll give you another treatment.”

Sapphire smiles back at me, but I can see something in her eyes as she dries her face. “What is it?” I ask.

“I…maybe I shouldn’t ask you this, but…”

“What?” I reply. “It’s okay.”

“It’s kind of been bothering me all night,” she says. “But there’s something…familiar about you, and I think I may have just put my finger what it is.”

“Familiar?” I ask. For a moment, I feel like she’s just messing with me, but then a strange feeling comes over me like I might actually be recognizing something in her too.

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