（Not） Yours
"WHY ARE YOU LOOKING at me like that?" Ryu asked quietly.
If only she could ask him the same thing.
"Speak to me."
Even though she had no plans at all to say a word, the moment his hand cupped her cheek, it was as if his touch had unlocked something inside of her, and Summerine heard herself ask, "W-What about you? Are you cheating on me?"
"No."
His voice was fierce, his answer immediate—-
Oh, Ryu.
And for some reason, she believed him.
"I'm not cheating on you."
The sob that slipped past her lips had Ryu stiffening, and then she was throwing herself in his arms.
"Make me yours, husband—-"
A shudder rocked his body, and then he was sweeping her up in his arms.
"This isn't how it's supposed to go down," he gritted out.
"I don't care," Summerine whispered. "I just want to be yours—-"
His mouth slammed down on hers, and it was the beginning of the end.
His lips nibbled hers.
His tongue slid past her lips.
And then he was tasting her like she had always dreamed of, and oh, when he started sucking on her tongue...
I love you, Ryu.
I love you.
I love you.
She wanted so badly to cry the words out, but something still held her back, and all she could do was wrap her arms more tightly around his neck. Her tongue darted shyly inside his mouth, and his powerful body jerked against hers when she started sucking on his.
"Summerine, dammit..."
His voice was rough with desire as he bit her name out, and the mere sound had her moaning as her breasts felt more swollen than ever.
"P-Please..."
He carried her into the Jacuzzi, and it was the most decadent sensation to feel bubbly hot water brush against her body even when they were still fully clothed.
Oh, Ryu.
All she could do was writhe with need as her husband did the work for both of them. It had only taken a few moments to have both of them naked, and while seeing their clothes float around the water made for another decadent sight—-
Aaaah.
She forgot everything else as soon as he drew her to the other side of the Jacuzzi, where they could both stand in waist-deep water. Ryu then pulled her close, and a whimper slipped past her lips when she was finally able to feel his rock-hard body against hers without any barriers.
Oh, finally.
He placed her hands on his chest, and she shyly took him up on his silent exploration to explore the incredible expanse of his chest.
He was smooth and so, so hard all over, and she was stunned but also thrilled at the way his nipples immediately pebbled under her touch.
To make Ryu react in such a way had her head reeling, and Summerine suddenly couldn't resist the urge to explore lower and lower...
Until her hands were past his flatboard abs...
And his taut belly...
And then finally, oh finally...
Summerine heard her husband suck his breath as her hands shyly brushed against his groin.
"You..."
He suddenly had her trapped against the tiled walls of the Jacuzzi, her hands behind her back.
"Tell me the truth," Ryu grated out. "Is it your first time to touch a man's cock?"
"Y-Yes!"
"And have you ever tasted one?"
Her eyes widened, but this didn't make his handsome face soften.
"Answer me, wife."
"I n-never—-"
"But do you want to?"
Her throat tightened.
"Do you want to taste mine, Summerine?"
It was that tone again.
A tone that only a master would use for his willing slave, and oooh —-
"Yes," she choked out. "I w-want to taste it."
Dark eyes glittered down at her. "So do I, Summerine. I want to feed your mouth with my cock. I want to feel you choking on the size of it. Feel you struggling to swallow everything as I shoot my cum down your throat."
Her head swam at the pictures his words painted, and she was barely aware of the wetness trickling down her inner thighs.
"And one day, you'll do all those things. For me."
Yes, oh yes.
"But for now..."
She only realized what he had planned to do when he had her suddenly lying flat on her back on the wooden deck, her legs dangling over the edge, and Ryu was still in the Jacuzzi as he inhaled the scent of her womanhood before nuzzling her wet folds with his mouth.
Aaaaaah.
Embarrassment swallowed her alive even as pleasure had her writhing even more uncontrollably. She gripped his hair and tried yanking his head away, but this only made him chuckle against her throbbing flesh.
"R-Ryu!"
She ended up crying his name out as he suddenly thrust his tongue inside of her.
It took only several deep strokes for her body to start convulsing, and it was while pleasure was still rocking her body that Summerine vaguely felt him moving up and... aaaaah.
Her husband had entered her with one smooth, deep thrust, his engorged length claiming her virginity with a flash of pain that had her gasping and buckling.
I'm...his.
It was Summerine's last semi-coherent thought before passion completely took over, and the way her husband plunged inside of her again and again had her clinging helplessly to his massive shoulders.
He was pounding into her harder and faster with every thrust.
Just so much harder and faster that Summerine felt as if he was about to rip her apart in the most exquisite way possible.
"R-Ryu..."
His mouth then latched to her breast, and an incoherent cry rose out of her throat as Ryu began to suckle her nipple while relentlessly driving his length in and out of her.
Something inside of Summerine started to tighten, and she knew it was the same for him, too, when his thrusts became wilder and rougher until... finally, oh, finally.
Her body arched helplessly against his as they came at the same time, his seed flooding her womanhood, and all she could do was sob his name out.
Ryu.
Ryu.
Ryu.
She was only starting to float back into reality when she heard a splash of water. Ryu was back in the Jacuzzi, and then he was pulling her down with him, and... aaaah.
She could only hold on to the edges of the wooden deck as her husband entered her from behind. It felt as if he was able to thrust deeper into her with this new position, and every plunging stroke had her crying his name out.
Ryu.
Ryu.
Ryu.
Her belly started to tighten in pleasure, but a part of her wanted it to last.
Please, please, please.
But when her husband reached around her body to start playing with her clit, and the flicks of his finger were timed perfectly with his pounding thrusts—-
Aaaaaaaah.
Summerine was back in bed when she woke. She stirred to her side when she heard the door of the en-suite open. It was her husband, already fully dressed, and he was on the phone.
"Hello, darling."
Her eyes squeezed shut.
"I'll be there as soon as I can."
And stayed shut even as she felt her husband press his lips to her forehead before leaving.
Why wasn't she enough for him?