Charlotte
Chapter 19
Charlotte
C rying tears of frustration, I decide the only way to get what I want is to give in.
“Please, Javi, please. Let me come.”
Javier bends down, licking me from my breasts to my pussy, and topping me off with a few hard smacks. There’s no way the licks, love bites, and sucks aren’t leaving marks.
The thought of wearing his marks sends a gush of liquid from my oversensitive pussy.
“You like wearing my marks?”
“Yes, yes. Fucking mark me, make me yours.”
“I own you, Charlotte. I should put a collar around that pretty fucking neck of yours. Something you can’t remove even if you wanted to.”
‘Yes, Javi, do it. Make me yours. Own me,” I beg desperately, trying to ride his face as he licks my pussy in between his words.
Javi looks down at me writhing in pleasure. I’m going to die if he doesn’t let me come soon. The look on his face tells me he owns me. I’m his and he will kill to possess me.
He lays back down on top of me and grabs a handful of hair from the back of my head, controlling me as he kisses me. He rams his cock back inside me, fucking me so hard that my body goes taut around my restraints, and my pussy convulses around his dick.
Javi pulls one of my legs up higher on his hip, causing him to hit a place deep inside of me that makes me feral.
“Eyes on me. I want you to know who is fucking you.”
I look at him because I can’t refuse his command. “Good girl.”
I didn’t think he could fuck me any harder than he was, but he gets impossibly rougher. As I stare into my husband’s eyes, his pupils dilate, and his breathing becomes labored. I rock my pelvis into his, fucking him back, and it causes his breath to hitch.
“I’m going to fill your belly with my babies, Charlotte.” His voice drops to a low growl. “Every time you swell with my child, we will both remember how hard I made you come while knocking you up.”
Javi slips his hand down between us as he continues to fuck me. The sensation is pure ecstasy.
“Show me how hard I make you come. Don’t deny me,” he commands.
With that, I can’t hold back anymore and come harder than I’ve ever come before.
Javi groans out loud as I feel warm pulses of his cum fill me up.
As his half-hard dick slips from inside me, I immediately feel the loss. My husband unties me, massaging each wrist, and then each ankle, until my blood flow returns. Reverently, he kisses the red marks that adorn my skin.
Then, as I lay on my ripped wedding dress, Javi looks between my legs, watching his cum slip from inside me. I’m laying in a puddle of wetness as I see him scoop up the escaped liquid and place it back inside. He tries to push it deeper inside with each scoop.
“What are you doing?”
“Making sure you don’t waste a drop. I’m determined to have you pregnant with my babies, wife.”
As I lay there and allow my husband to fill me up with his cum, I realize this is where I belong. I love this man. There’s no way I can survive without him. How could I have ever even considered leaving him when this is where I need to be?
“Javi?”
“Yes, Charlotte,” he says absentmindedly as he continues to stare at my pussy.
“I have something I need to tell you and it’s important.”
“Go ahead, baby.”
“I’m serious, Javi. I need you to come up here and listen.”
Javier stops stuffing me full of his cum and stares at me intensely.
It’s almost as if he knows what I’m going to say.
“When I was in the bathroom earlier, a woman gave me her card. A Fed who wants to put you in jail.”
As soon as I finish speaking, Javier produces the card that I hid in my wedding dress and holds it out. The calmness of his expression causes fear to run through me.
“You knew the whole time?”
“I did.”
“Javier, believe me, I had no plans to betray you,” I implore, my voice filled with desperation.
A warm smile stretches across his face. “I asked Rita to approach you.”
“You set me up?” I squeak.
Javi takes my mouth in a bruising kiss and kisses me into submission before allowing me to speak again.
“I had to make sure, Charlotte. I can’t trust anyone fully in this life except you and Abuela. It could cost us our lives. I had to make sure.”
Realizing what a huge responsibility Javier has on his shoulders, I know what he says is true. Deciding to give him a pass, I give him the only thing I have left—my complete devotion.
“Javier, I love you.”
Javier gives me his panty dropping smile. “I love you, wife.”