Chapter 38 #3
“Fuuuck,” I curse, groaning through my teeth.
If I don’t hold myself together, I’m going to come way too fast and fucking embarrass myself.
She’s just so fucking pretty and perfect.
“You should see yourself, baby. You’re so lovely with your legs wide open and your pussy stuffed full of your husband’s fat cock. ”
“I’m all yours,” she replies with a whimper, pushing herself down to try and fuck me back. Like a fucking offering from the gods.
Needing her to enjoy herself as much as I am, my fingers find her clit quickly and start to rub deep circles around the sensitive bud.
She thrashes on contact and lets out a sharp moan, lifting her hips like she’s trying to struggle away from the intensity of the sensation.
I only add to it by starting thrust faster and more frequently.
There’s no pausing for adjustment now, just raw fucking—letting the satisfaction of being balls deep inside her lead me.
“Ohhhh, oh fu-fuck,” she gasps, her voice cracking as she takes it like a perfect girl. “Right there, yesss, ooohmygooood, please.”
“Please, baby?” I repeat, rocking back faster to thrust harder than before. “What pretty manners you have. You like that? You want more?”
She looks at me and then flicks her eyes down to see where we’re connected.
“Yes,” she moans, eyes threatening to roll.
“Pinch your nipples, baby,” I instruct through a rasp. “Show them some love while I fuck you so good that you start to forget where you are. Come on, I want to see them struggle to bounce while you play with them. That’s it, that’s a good girl.”
Her fingers are rolling her peaked nipples almost as soon as the words leave my mouth.
She’s not just good at taking cock, but good at following commands too.
Silently I wonder if she likes being told what to do, and if she’d prefer leaning more into that later on.
I can be strict with my wife if that’s what she wants.
Wanting to reward her behavior and needing to indulge my own desires, I begin pounding into her with abandon. My cock is coming in and out of her so fast and hard that her juices start dripping down my balls, and our skin slapping together becomes louder and louder.
Much like her moans.
Jaw falling open, her pretty eyes slam shut as she slurs through her next whimper. “Mmmm.” Her hands leave her body as her arms grow heavy, dropping to the bed as she allows herself to be lost in the act. She’s getting closer to coming undone completely.
“Yeah? Like that, baby?” I tease, continuing to fuck her hard through the change in her bliss.
She isn’t bucking wildly or squirming as much, but she’s breathing hard and moaning with every single thrust she takes.
“God, this pussy feels so fucking good, Katya. You’re doing so good for me, taking every fucking inch like you were made for this. ”
“You,” she cries out suddenly. “Made for you.”
The words make my whole body fucking tingle.
“Me,” I growl in agreement. “Made. For. Me.” I punctuate each word with a harder drive of my hips, plunging into her with reckless greed.
“Ahhhh,” she screams, voice cracking as she cries.
It’s the sweetest fucking sound, pride consuming me for making her feel so good that she can’t help but yell.
I hike her up by the back of her legs, locking them in place behind my hips and use two fingers on her clit instead of my thumb.
It spreads her pussy lips open wider, giving me a really nice fucking view.
“I’m so close, Leon,” she mewls, panting hard.
“I know you are, baby,” I say with a rasp, surging forward. “You’re going to come so hard for me, aren’t you? Your pussy is going to fucking strangle my cock and gush all over me, isn’t it?”
I could be taking it too far with the dirty talk, but I can’t help it.
Ten more seconds of fucking her and rubbing her clit make her legs tighten around my hips hard, trying and failing to squeeze shut.
“I need to,” she cries out, gasping. “I need, I need—”
“Give it to me, baby,” I encourage. “I’m right there too. Just let it happen, love.”
“Ahhhh.” Katya’s toes curl behind me, and her eyes roll as she finally falls over the edge. “Ah, ah, ah. Leon!”
“There you go,” I growl, feeling her clamp down and pulse around me. The sound of her screaming my name makes my balls draw up hard. “Fuuuuck yes, baby.”
Her walls squeeze tight as warmth flares hot inside her and I have to lean down to kiss her through it.
It’s messy and passionate but unstable as I rock us back and forth, feeling her orgasm and setting mine off.
Completely bottoming out inside her, my thrusts become shaky as my dick throbs and then spills thick ropes of cum into her.
It’s blindingly intense to fill her up, as if fucking her raw wasn’t already fantastic. My fingers are tingling as I push up on them to part our lips, licking her mouth as I go.
“Jesus Christ,” I exhale, looking down at her blissed out expression.
She blinks slowly, breathing out, “Wow.”
Wow, indeed.
Orgasms subsiding to a pleasant buzz, I roll off Katya before I crush her by collapsing right on top of her.
She echoes the sound with a high-pitched sigh of her own.
We fall into a peaceful silence, neither of us moving for several minutes.
There’s no need to move when I’m right next to the most stunning creature.
My wife.
Goddamn, I’m a lucky bastard.
Breathing out a serene sigh, she asks, “Can you go again?”
“Fuck, baby.” I laugh, almost startled by her directness. “I can go again if you want, but you’re half asleep as it is. You know your eyes are heavy, don’t you?”
“Mmmm,” she hums, her lips pushing out into a pout. “Maybe tomorrow, then?”
“Whenever you want,” I reply with a wistful smile. “But speaking of tomorrow. We should get washed up and dressed. Sleeping naked when you have kids who barge into any room they can access is a recipe for disaster.”
Katya bites her lip to hide a chuckle. “As long as you’re not kicking me out.”
“Never.”
It takes a few minutes to coax Katya out of bed, which is evidence enough that another round would be out of the question for her tonight.
She’s a sleepy little thing after she’s been thoroughly fucked.
A fact that’s both adorable and great for my male ego.
I rocked her world and now I’m going to pamper her and put her back to bed.
My shower is big enough for the both of us, and Katya seems to enjoy the steaming hot temperature as I get her inside.
She allows me to take care of her while she closes her eyes and basks in the warmth of the spray.
Her skin is soft as butter as I massage my body wash into her arms and legs before moving on to her torso and back.
Her hair is piled up on top of her head in a bun, not needing to be washed today which is beneficial for getting her to sleep sooner since there will be no need to dry it.
She giggles and moans when I wash her breasts, and relaxes as I use the detachable shower head to spray between her legs.
She’s all smiles, looking like she’s floating on air by the time I’ve got her all clean and dried off.
I give her a moment to herself to use the bathroom and when she comes back into the room, she’s no longer wearing her towel.
“Tease,” I accuse, smirking at her naked body.
“You’re one to talk,” she returns, looking me up and down. “Those slutty little shorts of yours are smaller than some of mine.”
Snorting, I hand her a bundle of clean fabric and she smiles.
“Did you go to my room for these? You’re fast.”
“No,” I inform her, nodding to my closet. “You have a few pairs in here.”
She wrinkles her nose in confusion. “Did you rob my dresser in case I came here to spend the night? These are mine, aren’t they?”
She knows they are, she was wearing the exact same set in red rather than black before we came in here and I shed them off her body.
“They’re yours, but I didn’t steal them. I looked through your order history and I bought extra of a few different things to keep in here.” Just in case.
“I don’t know whether that’s sweet and thoughtful, or sexy but presumptuous.”
All of the above, if she wants.
“There’s more than one reason you could end up in my bed, tesoro.”
“Mmm,” she hums, quickly slipping on her clothes. “I suppose that’s true.”
The door is quickly unlocked in case of emergency, and we can finally crawl back into bed. Katya doesn’t even pretend not to want to be close to me, snuggling into my chest with a tired sigh.
I think the fact that she doesn’t hide what she wants or what she’s feeling when she’s with me is probably the sexiest thing about my bombshell of a wife.