Page 32 of An Unhinged Wedding

She shakes her head no, and I chuckle, “You know how I feel about repeating myself, Kitten. Get on your knees.”

Her gorgeous emerald eyes glow with excitement as she drops her purse to the ground and lowers herself to her knees.

“Undo my pants.”

Pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, she undoes my belt and lowers my zipper. She wants this as bad as I do. And she knows exactly what’s going to happen.

She hooks her small hands on the sides of my pants and boxers and pulls them down to the ground.

Immediately, she wraps her hand around my cock and strokes me. As good as it feels, I growl, “Hands behind your back.”

Placing my thumb and forefinger on her chin, I tilt her head back, forcing her to gaze at me, “Your defiance is very sexy. It makes my cock so hard. Do you know what turns me on even more than that, Kitten?”

She shakes her head, “No.”

“When you completely submit to me. There is nothing more beautiful than your submission.”

Her breathing picks up, causing her chest to rise and fall faster with her breaths, making my cock swell until it becomes painful.

“Open your mouth, beautiful wife. I’m going to fuck that pretty little throat and you’re going to take every fucking inch without a single complaint.”

Mia parts her lips for me.

I slide my hands into her hair on either side and press my cock into her mouth, causing an instant groan to escape from me. Fuck.

Her mouth is warm, wet, and absolute bliss.

“Good girl,” I say as I speed up my thrusts. “Fuck Kitten. You take me so well.”

She moans around my length as tears roll down her cheeks. My wife is fucking stunning like this, helpless to me, doing what she’s told, so goddamn obedient.

“Jesus, Kitten.”

I pull her hair while I fuck her mouth hard and fast, hitting the back of her throat repeatedly. She whimpers for me, which only brings me closer to my climax.

“I’m going to come. Be a good girl and drink me down, Kitten.”

I explode in her mouth, white spots dotting my vision, as she sucks every last drop from me like she’s trying to get to my soul. Fuck, she’s perfect. Mia swallows when I pull out of her mouth with a satisfied smile on her swollen lips.

“Stand.”

She does, and I lower to my knees, “Hold your skirt up.”

“You don’t have to.”

I growl, “My wife will not leave this house without an orgasm now, do as you're told or you’ll never make it to see Savannah.”

I rub the outside of her panties, “Just as I thought. You’re drenched for me, baby.”

“Always,” she whispers.

“I love how wet you get when I fuck that defiant mouth.”

Pulling her panties to the side, I swipe my tongue across her clit, making her moan loudly. I flick my tongue over the same spot with fast strokes, and she holds her skirt with one hand and runs her fingers on her free hand through my hair, “Trev. Yes.”

I slide two fingers inside her cunt while I pull her clit between my lips and suck her hard. I’m being respectful of her time since she made my plans. This will be much quicker than if I fuck her. I know her body like a surgeon knows a scalpel. It won’t take long for my girl to come for me this way.

She bucks her hips, tightens her grip on my hair, and her pussy clenches down on my finger while she screams my name.

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