Chapter 23
Kade
She stared at my dick like it held the answers to the universe.
I went from zero to incensed the moment I found her naked, legs spread, head tipped back on the edge of the bed—waiting for me.
It was tough not to compare her to Nadine.
Juliette’s playful innocence, her down-to-earth outlook, the way she never expected anything but was still grateful for everything—I loved that about her.
I stepped closer, and she blinked before licking her lips. Her mouth was already open when I pushed my cock down to her lips. I took my time, grazing her mouth with the tip, leaving behind a clear sheen of precum.
Her tongue slipped out, licking up my taste like it was the only thing she wanted in the world.
She moaned, gripping my thighs as she moved her head, drawing me closer.
Then she dipped lower, snaking her tongue around my sack.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned, fisting my cock as I glanced at her slick pussy. “Yeah, use that tongue.”
Her nails dug into my thighs like she thought I might pull away from her hot little mouth.
She gave me too much credit—I had no damn willpower when it came to her.
I reached down and tangled a hand in her hair, pushing my balls deeper until she sucked one into her mouth.
“You can do better,” I crooned, lowering my cock to ease the weight of my sack between her lips.
Hot, wet heat surrounded me as she sucked.
“Good girl,” I said, but there was a tremor in my voice.
I slid my hand down her belly, pausing to feel the soft give of her skin beneath my palm.
My fingers found the edge of her damp curls, gliding through until I reached her slick folds.
She moaned around my balls and pulled back with a gasp when my fingers grazed her entrance.
The heat of her breath spilled over me, sending a shiver down my spine.
I looked down just as she adjusted beneath me, shifting her grip until the tip of my cock rested on her chin. Her fingers curled around my shaft, steady and sure, guiding me to her mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world.
I leaned down to press a kiss to the gentle swell of her belly before easing forward, letting her take me into the warmth of her mouth.
“That’s it, suck my cock like a good girl,” I growled, easing my fingers in and out of her soaked pussy. “Taste me. Swallow me down that throat.”
My hips rolled forward, slow and deliberate.
“You’ll take it all.”
I gripped the bedding and kept my fingers buried deep inside her as her lips grazed every inch of me, taking me down until I hit the back of her throat.
“Open up, sweetheart,” I murmured, rolling my hips and nudging deeper. “You’ve still got plenty more to take.”
She gagged around me, and I chuckled darkly. “There she is.”
I pulled my fingers out of her, wiping them along her inner thigh.
The shameless hussy tried to trap my hand between her legs—again.
I yanked it free and stood up.
“No,” I growled. “I want to see that throat swallow me down. I want to watch this swell up.”
My palm curled around her neck, not squeezing—just claiming.
“Relax.”
As soon as her jaw eased open and her throat gave, I slid inside.
“This is what you asked for in that filthy text, remember? And now I’m here to deliver,” I said, sinking deeper. “Bad girl. Making my dick hard while I’m at work.”
She squirmed, rolling her hips, thighs rubbing together in restless need.
I gripped her waist and thrust in deep, groaning as her throat tightened around me.
“Yeah, baby… just like that. Swallow me down.”
When I pulled back, strands of spit clung to my shaft—slick and obscene.
I didn’t let her catch her breath. I drove in again, harder this time, watching her take me like she was made for it.
No more waiting.
I held her jaw open and kept pushing until my balls rested right against her nose.
Her hands tugged at my pants, not to push me away but to hold me closer. Her throat convulsed as she continued to hold my length inside her.
I pulled back, and she gasped for air, face filthy and wet from us.
“Get ready,” I said before snapping my hips forward.
Wet gurgling sounds filled her bedroom as I fucked her throat, deep and hard.
Her breasts bounced with each deep thrust, those dark nipples hard as pebbles. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. She was fucking perfect.
Her throat bulged around me, curved and stretched tight. I groaned and pressed my hand to her neck, feeling the shape of my cock deep inside her.
“Baby, get ready. I’m gonna come,” I rasped.
She moaned, and the vibrations dragged me deeper under her spell.
I gripped the back of her skull and gave her everything—every inch, every snap of my hips, every slap of my balls against her face. She took it all.
When I flooded her throat with my come, she took it, but when my come continued to spurt, her hands pushed me back.
I pulled back and thick come, spit, and God knows what erupted out of her mouth. It landed all over her face, dripping down her forehead and hair down to the floor.
Her lips were covered, pink, white and swollen. She wheezed and coughed, but she was smiling, wiping away tears from her eyes.
“That was fun,” she gasped.
“Will you marry me, Juliette?”
I never meant to blurt it out like that, but it was too late. I dropped to my knees, pulling Grammy’s ring out.
She gaped at me before trying to pull herself up. I helped her up and handed her some tissues before settling in front of her.
“I’ve never gone down on my knees for anyone,” I murmured, holding up the ring.
It had the fat diamonds resting in gold. Not the kind of gold you get nowadays, pale and diluted. This was rich, deep and bright.
She wiped her eyes, but as soon as she could see clearly, her eyes were on the ring.
“It’s a family heirloom,” I said uncomfortably. Perhaps she didn't like it.
“Did you give it to your ex?” she asked softly.
My head snapped up.
“Grammy never gave me this ring until she came around the other day. She wore it until the day of my Grandpa’s funeral.”
I guess Grammy knew that Nadine wasn't the one before I did.
“Grammy,” she sighed. “No one can go against her will. I give up.”
She flung one hand against her come-smeared forehead while shoving her hand out to me.
Fuck it.
I’d take that as yes. I slid the ring on her finger with my genitalia exposed and her appetiser smeared all over her.
It was a flawless proposal.
Operation Secure the Wife was almost complete.