Page 3 of His Disobedient Bride

I don’t know if I can hold off. My thighs are goddam shaking with the effort of holding my load back.

I should pull out of her to punish her, but there’s no way I can make myself do that after a week without her.

My hand is tight on her hip, and with the other I reach down and rip the table away, yanking it entirely out of the fucking wall, the sparks flying as I rip the cord, the wood, the fucking socket out of the wall. I throw it down the hall, and now there’s nothing between me and her pussy.

My breathing is ragged and feral.

I hear her shocked gasp and I reach down to her pussy. Mine.

Just like I goddamn knew.

Her pussy lips are fucking engorged as hell, and her clit is straining, tight, ready to blow.

I give her pussy lips a slap, a little harder than usual, a little snap and a sting to remind her I’m in control.

“Don’t fucking think about trying this shit,” I snap at her.

I can feel her body tense at the contact, and then I rub my fingers over her clit and she’s coming, hard, all over my cock, her pussy tightening and gripping my dick in the way I can’t get fucking enough of.

I steady my hand on the wall and I blow my load into her, howling with relief.

Fucking her once clears my head immediately, makes it so I can think straight.

But I’m still horny as shit. One time with her is just enough to take the edge off.

I grab her face, my fingers tightening on her jaw even as she’s still coming down from her orgasm high.

There’s nothing like the feel of her pussy tightening around my dick, but my cock deep down her throat is pretty goddamn necessary, too.

I tighten my fingers on her jaw and growl three words at her.

“On your knees.”

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CERISE

I kneel down in front of my furious husband, smiling to myself. He positions my head above his cock, and he’s already hard again. His dick is glistening with my come and he already wants more. Every time he comes back from a trip he’s like a titan, insatiable and ravenous. I put out a tentative tongue and wrap it around the tip of his dick, but that’s not enough for him.

He reaches down for my head and jams it down on his dick, shoving his cock deep down my throat.

Then he keeps it in position as he thrusts savagely in and out of my mouth. I can barely keep up, gagging on his big dick as it stretches and tears at my mouth.

“Open wide,” he says. “Show me you’re sorry for trying to hold out on me.”

I glance up at him and he’s looking fucking gorgeous as shit, as always, smooth ash-blonde hair pulled back into a severe ponytail, that perfect vampire boyfriend face, broad shoulders, suit that looks like it was made for his body alone.

Smattering of blood up and down the front of his shirt and his crisp sleeves.

He comes in my mouth, growling “take it all” as he does.

As if I would ever do anything else.

When I swallow it and lick up every drop, I feel heat beginning to pool in my pussy again.

I can hear his big exhale, and his fingers slowly relax in my hair.

My scalp is still prickling when he pulls me to my feet.

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