Chapter 23
Augusto
When we arrive home, it takes everything I have not to strip Yuki and fuck her raw.
Tonight, I’ve learned that my wife and I share the same kink. I love praising her, and she needs it.
The blow job was fucking incredible, but it only took the edge off for a few minutes. The need to sink balls deep into her is fucking powerful.
As we walk into the house, Yuki turns to me. “I’m just going to ask so I know what to expect.”
Her teeth tug at her bottom lip, reminding me how good her lips looked wrapped around my cock, and I instantly begin to harden again.
“Are we going to have sex now, or do you want to drink something first and then go upstairs, or–”
I press my finger to her mouth to stop her from rambling, then say, “We are going to have sex, but I love foreplay and pushing the sexual tension to breaking point.”
Her lips brush against my fingertip as she whispers, “Okay.”
“It’s one hell of a turn on when you take that obedient tone with me,” I tell her. “And I want all the control.”
She nods, absorbing the information I’m giving her.
“Just focus on me and don’t get stuck in your head. Forget everything you’ve been taught and let me guide you through it.”
A smile curves her mouth. “I’d like that very much.”
“Good.” I lean down and give her lips a seductive lick before my teeth nip at them. “Take off your clothes.”
“Everything?” she gasps, the air hitting my mouth.
I pull back an inch and lock eyes with her. “Yes. Strip for me like the good little wife you are.”
I reach behind her and pull down the zipper of her dress to make things easier for her, then take a few steps backward so I can enjoy the show.
Yuki pulls the fabric over her shoulders, and I murmur, “Slower.”
As the fabric glides over her skin and slips lower to reveal her bra to me, I move to the nearest couch and sit down.
The dress falls and pools at Yuki’s feet as she steps out of her shoes, then she reaches behind her and unhooks her bra. I can feel my pupils dilating as my gaze sharpens on her, so I don’t miss a single second. I drink in the sight of her soft swells, and as the silk moves down, her perky nipples.
“Fuck,” I hiss, reaching for my lap to adjust my cock as it grows painfully hard. I’m salivating at the mouth to sink my teeth into the rosy buds.
Her fingers hook into the waistband of her panties, and I notice they’re fucking soaked through.
“I love how wet you are for me,” I praise her. “Let me see your pussy, my love.”
My breaths become shallow, my chest rising and falling as anticipation tenses my muscles.
Torturously slow, she pushes the silk down, and a groan rumbles from me at the sight of the neat strip of curls.
When her panties join the heap on the floor, I order, “Come closer.”
As she walks toward me, my eyes sweep greedily over every inch of her body, and once she’s standing between my legs, I place my hands on her hips.
“You are an exquisite sight, and I’m going to enjoy getting to know every inch of you.” Noticing scars on her side, I ask, “What happened here?”
“I was stabbed in an assassination attempt last year.”
Jesus. No one will ever hurt her again as long as I have breath in my lungs.
I press a kiss to the scars, and unable to wait a second longer, I suck one of her nipples into my mouth. Yuki grabs hold of my shoulders, and when I suck and bite to my heart’s content, her fingers dig into my jacket.
I rub my hands up and down her outer thighs, hips, and waist, memorizing the shape of her body while I give her other breast the same attention.
Pure fucking lust roars through my abdomen and cock, the need to fuck her, almost sending me over the edge.
With a groan, I free her nipple and press my forehead to her stomach so I can catch my breath while waiting for the intense need to lessen a little.
It doesn’t help when I move my hands to her ass and palm her cheeks.
“You need to move away from me,” I tell her, my voice thick and ravenous. “I’m not strong enough to let go.”
Yuki extracts her body from my hold, and walking to the side table, she pours some whiskey into a tumbler. I watch as she takes a sip before she brings the drink to me.
Taking it from her, I swallow it all in one go, and as the alcohol burns down my throat, my gaze sweeps over her again.
Fuck, she’s beautiful.
I set the tumbler on the little round table beside the couch, then order, “Turn in a slow circle for me.”
Yuki does as she’s told, and when I get to see her ass, I’m done for.
I climb to my feet while shrugging off my jacket, not caring where it lands.
Before she can complete the circle, I grip her left asscheek. Pushing my other hand between her legs, I drag a finger through her soaked pussy. “Christ, you need my cock as badly as I want to give it to you.”
Unable to wait any longer, I sweep her off her feet and carry her bridal style out of the living room and up to the third floor.
I don’t dare look down at her in my arms, knowing I’ll fuck her right on the spot if I do.
Yuki
Augusto sets me down on his bed, and taking a step backward, he rips his dress shirt open, the buttons popping off.
It’s my first time in his room, and I only manage a quick glance at the chaise and coffee table by the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The dark gray bedspread feels silky soft against my heated skin, and my heart hasn’t stopped racing since I undressed for Augusto.
With my chest swimming with emotions caused by everything I’m experiencing tonight, it’s my turn to watch as he takes off his clothes.
When I get to see his chest, my jaw drops. Augusto is all solid muscle, golden skin, and ink. There are intricate patterns, bullets, skulls, snakes, flowers…you name it. It all comes together to form a violent but hot sight.
My fingers itch to touch his abs, and as his pants move down his thighs, my core clenches hard at the sight of the lines carved by his hips.
“Move backward,” Augusto orders, and placing his knee on the bed, he pushes my legs open. “Finally,” he grumbles, then his head ducks and his shoulders force their way between my thighs.
Augusto grips hold of my sides, and as I’m yanked toward him, his mouth latches onto my clit.
“Ahh!” I try to keep my torso up by bracing an arm behind me, but he begins to devour me, and all my strength vanishes. I slump onto the covers, my eyes pinching shut and my thighs and ass clenching as my hips fight his hold in an attempt to move.
Reaching up, he grabs one of my breasts and squeezes hard while growling against my sensitive flesh.
The sensations are incredibly intense, and soon it feels like I’m going to come again. “Augusto,” I whimper, unable to get another word out as ecstasy explodes in me.
I manage a moan as pleasure consumes me, and while I float back down to Earth, he crawls up my body until we’re face-to-face.
His mouth and jaw glisten with my arousal, and lifting my head, I drag my tongue from his chin to his bottom lip, tasting myself on his skin.
“Christ, woman, I’m really trying not to fuck you raw, and that’s not helping.”
He lies down on top of me, and I’m inundated with more amazing sensations as I feel his warm skin against mine.
Augusto takes deep breaths, and I can see how much it’s taking from him not to lose control. Moving his hand down between us, I feel how he positions his manhood at my entrance.
Nervous energy ripples through me, and when he pushes against my opening, my heart thunders in my chest.
His eyes flick to my face as he keeps pushing, then he says, “Try to relax. You’re fucking tight.”
I close my eyes so I can focus on calming my racing heart, and doing the same as Augusto, I take a deep breath and let it out slowly.
The head of his manhood surges past my entrance, then he praises me, “That’s good, my love. Take another deep breath.”
I suck the air into my lungs and open my eyes.
Augusto begins to move in short strokes, his features tense and his muscles straining.
Not knowing how else I can help, I wrap my legs around his ass and lift my head, crushing my mouth to his.
Maybe if I distract him, he’ll relax a little.
My actions have the opposite effect I had hoped to achieve. The growl rumbling from his chest sounds threatening, and after pulling out, he slams back into me.
There’s a sharp burning pain inside me, and I can’t keep the whimper back as it spills over my lips.
“Fuck. Sorry,” he says breathlessly against my mouth.
He braces an arm beside my head, and taking hold of my hip, he adjusts his position and slowly tries to go deeper.
When he shakes his head, there’s a sinking feeling in my stomach.
“I don’t think I’m going to be able to enter you all the way tonight.”
Feeling like I’ve done something wrong, I say, “I’m sorry.”
“You haven’t done anything wrong.” He gives me a gentle kiss, then pushing in as far as he can, he exhales harshly. “I can’t hold back any longer.”
“Then don’t.” I move my hands to the sides of his neck and lift my hips.
That seems to help because Augusto groans as he moves onto his knees between my thighs. He grips my sides, helping me keep my ass in the air, and begins to thrust hard and fast into me.
The burning sensation vanishes, and as I stare down at him, seeing his abs and tattoos, my core clenches from the hot sight.
“Christ,” he groans. “You feel so fucking good. Watching your pussy fight my cock is fucking erotic.”
I grab hold of the pillow above my head, and my back is barely touching the covers as Augusto fucks me harder.
He speeds up, and the instant his thumb rubs my clit, I’m overcome with such an intense orgasm, it rips the air from my lungs, and I let out a cry.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” Augusto curses, hammering into me, until his body jerks. “Jesus, Yuki!” Leaning over me, he presses his face into my breasts as his own orgasm strikes.
Moving my arms, my fingers weave through his hair while I feel some of his release trickle down my ass.
He lifts his head and presses a kiss to where my heart is a fluttering mess in my chest.
As we catch our breath, Augusto asks, “How do you feel?”
A smile curves my lips. “Very good.”
“And pain?”
I shake my head. “I don’t have any.”
Slowly, he pulls out, and I feel more warm liquid spilling from me.
Augusto looks between my legs, then a satisfied expression settles on his face. “I love seeing your blood mix with my cum.”
He lays down beside me and pulls me against his chest. I turn onto my side, and as we look at each other, I’m about to ask if he enjoyed it, when he says, “I’m taking it as a challenge to get my cock all the way inside you, but you took me well tonight, my wife.
” He kisses me, then adds, “You’re a dream come true. ”
Leaning in, his mouth takes mine, and as he kisses me like he might love me, a flame ignites from the crush I have on him, and I start falling in love.