Page 53 of Captive Bride

“Shhh,” he tells me. “Don’t talk.”

I close my mouth, biting down hard to keep the words from spilling free.

Between my legs, he’s rock hard.

His cock is bigger than anything I’ve ever imagined.

I don’t know much about sex, having never had the opportunity to learn.

I know without question though that I absolutely need him inside of me. It’s all I can do to stop myself from telling him so.

From the look on his face, I’d say he already knows.

He takes his time in taunting me, kissing the length of one thigh, his eyes never leaving mine. His teeth flash out, biting at my skin, his tongue tasting me.

I grind my teeth in frustration, my eyes straying to his cock every other moment.

His lips pull away from my leg.

“Look at me,” he says, turning to once again hover over me.

I stare into his eyes as he lowers himself on top of me, the forest green pulling me in yet again.

I know by the new look in his eyes that the moment has finally come.

He stares at me possessively. His look says that I am his, no one else’s. It says he is claiming me.

I want him to.

I need him to.

I feel his hips slide between my legs.

I feel the pressure of his enormous cock pressing against me.

He looks back into my eyes as he starts to slide himself into me.

The pressure makes me gasp, pain and pleasure mingling inside of me.

“Tristan,” I choke out, this time without being silenced.

“Isobel,” he answers, the words sounding like prayer.

He slides deeper into me, and I cry out, my every nerve coming ablaze.

The pain is negligible. It’s the pleasure that sends me into panic.

I breathe hard, my legs tightening around him as he pushes himself deeper into my pussy.

He is endless, each inch sending white-hot electricity racing through me.

I gasp, I moan, I shake at the contact, my body clenching hard against him.

I cry out as he enters me completely, a yell tearing its way from me in my utter ecstasy as he begins to thrust in earnest.

I pull tightly on my restraints, overcome with the desire to touch him.

He slides into me, slowly at first, gaining speed by the second.

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