20. Phoenix #2
Her cheeks flush. “The thong I was wearing was uncomfortable, so I removed it. I was about to slip into another pair of panties when you knocked.”
“Bless that thong.”
My fingers slide between her drenched pussy lips.
A gasp escapes from her lips when I part her robe, revealing her naked breasts.
“You have the most magnificent tits.”
She smiles.
I make love to her perfect tits, licking and sucking each nipple into my mouth, causing her to make desperate, needy, little sounds that are music to my ears. I circle my tongue around a puckered, pink bud one last time before biting against it as I slide a finger over her hard clit.
“Dear God,” she says.
“You’re so damn wet for me.” My voice is strained.
My cock is about to fucking explode.
“This is over the top,” she says.
“Everything about us is over the top. From the way we met, to the reason we were brought together, to our speedy wedding… it’s pure madness.
But us together, fuck…” I brush the back of my fingers along her cheek with my free hand while the fingers of the other skate over her clit in slow tortuous circles.
“Your body was waiting for me. Tell me you don’t want me to make you lose your fucking mind like I did in my office. ”
“Cocky much?”
I cut to the chase. “Let’s stop pretending.”
“I’m going to blame the champagne for this decision.”
I pull my hand away from underneath her robe and step back.
Confusion colors her eyes. “What did I say?”
“If you can’t make this decision on a clear head, I’m going back downstairs.”
Her eyes flinch, her surprise evident.
“All right?—”
“Wait,” she says and grabs my arm. “I want you to make me come again.”
“That’s it?”
“I want you , Phoenix.”
With an agonizing grunt, I rip my tuxedo jacket off my shoulders, tossing it aside. I make quick work of my bowtie and in a flash, I unbutton my shirt, step out of my shoes and remove my socks. My pants and boxer briefs are next.
I stand in front of her naked and ready.
“Jesus Christ.” The words drop from her lips as her eyes zoom in on the proof of my desire for her.
I’m so hard, my cock is pointing north.
“I told you I wanted you.”
“Phoenix, that…”—She points to my monster erection—“…is impressive.”
“You don’t know the half of it. Wait until I’m pounding your sweet pussy, then you’ll know firsthand.”
She stares at me in shock.
“Are you on birth control?”
“Yes.”
“You got my medical test results before signing the contract… and vice versa. We’re both clean.” I lower my eyes to my throbbing cock, before meeting her gaze. “Chasing after condoms right now would be a real fucking pain.”
“I’ve never had unprotected sex before.”
“Neither have I. You’re my first––my first wife and the first woman I’ll fuck bare.”
“That’s a lot of pressure.”
I reach out for her. She doesn’t resist. “Something tells me you’re up for the challenge, Mrs. Konig.”
“I think I can handle it, Mr. Konig.”
“You think or you know?”
She ponders on my question.
She lifts a defiant chin, fire burning in her eyes. “I can handle your big cock, Mr. Konig.”
“Fuck. Me.”
“I thought the idea was for you to fuck me ?”
“Oh, kitten, you’re asking for it.”
“Promises, promises.”
She drops her robe and stands before me in all her glory.
Goddammit.
I take it all in—the seductiveness of her slender curves, her gorgeous, fuckable tits, her toned legs, the sensuality of her stomach, and her pussy hair, trimmed in a shapely martini glass.
My cock salutes in appreciation.
My gaze slides back to her breasts. Holy fuck, her creamy-pale breasts with soft pink nipples are perfect. They’re a nice size that will fill my palm and large enough to titty fuck.
My mouth waters.
“I caught a glimpse of your beauty the other day, but seeing you naked…” I shake my head. “Your stunning body renders me stupid.”
She beams.
I take my time drinking her in, unrushed.
“I’m sure it’s a cardinal sin not to fuck your fake wife in a bed covered with smooth Egyptian cotton sheets on your wedding day, but if we lie down, we’re likely to never go back downstairs. Not to mention, sporting freshly fucked hair, is wrong on so many levels.”
“So, so wrong.” I love how she’s willing to play along.
“You’re okay with a fast and furious ride?”
“Yes.” She licks her lips in anticipation.
Such beautiful submission.
My lips find hers and my tongue delves in.
She digs her fingers into my hair, and pushes her mouth onto mine, losing herself to the kiss.
I kiss her with hunger as my tongue forces her lips apart.
Fuck, kissing her might be my new favorite pastime.
After a few long passionate seconds, I pull away from her.
“I want you to come on my face, my cock, and my fingers, but we don’t have the luxury of time.”
My words shock her.
“Your mouth should come with a warning.”
“Oh, kitten, I’ve been tame so far.” My voice is deep and coated with lust.
“I’m scared of what you’re like when you’re unleashed.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll soon find out.” I lift her in my arms.
She circles her legs around my waist and snakes her arms around my neck.
I take a few steps until her back hits a wall.
I position her body right over my cock and groan at the unexpected wetness.
She gasps.
I’m unprepared for this mind-blowing sensation. I don’t even play with a woman’s pussy until I’m all wrapped up.
I might die before the cake cutting.
I slide my cock inside her pussy.
She’s dripping.
“Jesus, kitten, you’re so tight.”
“Oh, God, you’re huge.”
I slow down my cadence to give her time to adjust to my size before feeding her a few more inches of my cock.
“Holy Jesus, you’re so deep,” she says.
“I’m not even all in.”
Wide eyes find mine. “You’re kidding?”
“I never kid about my cock.”
“I’m not sure I’m up to the challenge.”
“You’re selling yourself short.”
Without giving her a chance to respond, I thrust inside her with such force her back slams hard against the wall.
She cries out.
“Now, I’m all in.”
Her head lolls back against the wall.
She’s so tight, her pussy squeezing my cock like a vice. There are no fucking words to describe what her hot wetness is doing to me. The sensation is so primal, yet so foreign.
“Enjoy the ride.”
“Oh Jesus,” she says.
“I respond better to Phoenix.”
“Fucker.”
“Your wish is my command.”
I fuck her hard and desperate.
The frantic cadence is delirious. I swear I’m about to lose my mind.
It’s been a while, but fucking this woman bare is the real reason I’m certain my heart is about to burst out of my chest. “Fuck. This— This is so fucking hot.”
“This is the hottest thing I’ve ever done.”
I sneak a peek to where our bodies are joined and my eyes lock to the way her pussy consumes every inch of my cock.
Needing more, I slide my arms under her legs, forcing them further apart. In this position, I can dominate her fully, leaving her no choice but to submit to me.
Because I’m a greedy bastard, I don’t hold back. I thrust hard, pushing my throbbing cock inside her hot pussy over and over, burying myself to the hilt.
I press my forehead to hers. “I fucking love your pussy.”
“I fucking love your cock.”
My mouth crashes against hers, and I kiss the hell out of her. “I love it when we’re on the same page,” I say when I come up for air.
“So do I.”
Sliding in and out of her slickness without any barrier feels like I’m swimming in sweet honey.
Goddammit.
I’m relentless, voracious and unyielding in my need to dominate her. I fuck her like she’s never been fucked before.
She doesn’t complain.
She takes it, over, and over, and over again, matching my feral nature.
I didn’t expect this from her.
Behind the sweet angelic face, hides a dirty girl.
My dirty girl.
Each one of her desperate moans acts as fuel on a raging fire.
I ram into her as if it’s my sole mission in life.
My heart is pounding like a drum, and my balls contract so hard, it’s like they’re going to rip open from the weight of my cum.
Shit.
I have no idea how I’m going to go back to fucking with condoms once this arrangement reaches its term.
I push the disturbing thought aside and lose myself inside her.
We both gasp from the force of my thrusts.
She pulls at my hair as if searching for relief.
That does little to rein me in.
I’m too far gone.
I need her pussy like I need my next breath.
“You feel so good, kitten.”
I slide in and out of her pussy, raw and rough.
She gasps. “Oh shit. Oh God. Oh?—”
“Shhh.”
“Sorry.”
I lean in and kiss her lips.
“I’m honoring my wife’s pussy by fucking her like she deserves?”
“Oh, yes, you are. You really are.”
I pound her without mercy.
I fuck her so hard, my balls slap against her sweet ass.
My ragged breaths echo around the room as I fight to maintain control.
“I—I’m close,” she says between breaths.
Thank the fuck God.
No way am I coming first.
“Oh, God.” She pants. “Yes...”
“Don’t hold back on me, kitten.”
“Fuck. Phoenix?—”
My lips capture hers, eating her cries of pleasure.
Chasing my own climax, I pound into her with such force, her back slams against the wall.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
My body tightens, my balls draw in painfully and my legs threaten to give out from underneath me as I deliver one last forceful thrust. The muscles of my ass lock up so hard, I choke.
“Christ, kitten…” I bite down on her shoulder, as I shoot my warm load deep inside her.
Unwilling to come down from my pinnacle, I keep fucking her through the river of cum spewing from her pussy and sliding down my legs.
Holy hell.
If it wasn’t from the way my body was trembling, I’d be tempted to believe I’ve crossed to the afterlife.
The sound of our exhausted breaths takes over the room. I shift her body so I’m holding her full weight in the palms of my hands. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me closer to her.
I’m in no rush to break our embrace.
She lets out a little purr of contentment that tingles all the way to my balls.
I swear, I could go for a second round right here, right now.