Chapter 48 #3
“You make it easy,” he grunts, voice strained. “Fucking hell, I love you, tesoro. You want it just like this or do you want it faster? How much can you take while keeping your sweet mouth quiet, hmm?”
“Give me everything,” I demand, immediately filled with misplaced confidence. I’m a screamer, and he damn well knows it. But…“I’ll put the blanket in my mouth and bite down before I risk having to end this because I wake the kids up. Just fuck me, my love. You know how I like it.”
Pride fills up his chest as he breathes in. “Fuck yes, I do.”
Like we’re alone without a worry in the world, Leon starts delivering the honeymoon feral fucking I imagined, driving his thrusts into me so hard that my butt is bruisingly tight against the floor.
The blanket beneath us provides just enough barrier to where I shouldn’t wake up with sores in the morning.
Oh. My. God.
Biting down hard on my lip, I fish the soft faux fur blanket and strain my neck, tipping my head and arching my back. My toes curl into the ground, knees locking around Leon’s hips as he fucks me like a wild man, his strokes coming out punishingly hard and deep.
Fireworks burst in my stomach, dancing around like butterflies on crack as my climax begins to build alarmingly fast. Sweat beads on the back of my neck, wetting the thin strands of hair that cling to it, heat spreading through me like fire in my veins.
“Leon,” I hiss through my teeth. “I c-can’t last much longer.”
It’s a warning, not a request to slow down.
God, I think I might kill him if he slows down.
“I know, baby.” His hands tighten around my waist and he uses his arms to fuck me on his cock while he continues thrusting. “I can feel how wound up you are, and you get so fucking tense when you’re close. You tighten every muscle in your body like they can somehow save you from losing control.”
It’s a reflex, at least I think it is, but who am I to argue with the man who’s about to make me come?
“Ahhh, God,” I whimper, hooking my index finger and biting down on the side of it softly. “So good, fuck.”
Leon grins down at me wolfishly.
“You.”
Thrust.
“Are.”
Thrust.
“So. Fucking.”
Thrust. Thrust.
“Good for me, baby.”
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
My throat feels tight and scratchy as a whine catches in my throat. There’s so much tension in my gut and it’s about to all become unraveled like a loose thread.
“Make me come,” I plead, bucking my hips up to meet his. “Make me come and fill me with yours. I want to sleep with it inside me so when I wake up, I can still feel you dripping between my legs.”
“If you wake up with my cum dripping out of you, I’m going to fuck you again to replace it.” His declaration is phrased like it’s meant to be threatening, but it sounds painfully delightful.
“Please do,” I breathe out, eyes beginning to roll back as it all becomes too much.
He doesn’t even need to reach for my clit, his pelvis hitting it with enough pressure every time he bottoms out inside my pussy.
It’s the perfect storm of feelings, the sensitive stroking of my clit, the tightness of his grip around my waist, and best of all, his hard length filling me up so much that my body almost aches from the stretch.
“There you go, that’s it,” Leon encourages, rocking me to the edge. “Come for me, sweet wife. Show me how good you are. Let me feel it, yeahhh, just like that.”
My walls spasm around his cock as I lose the ability to talk, whimpering into my hand and moaning as quietly as I can.
My clit feels like it’s on fire, throbbing as an orgasm wrecks through me hard.
My core pulses and tenses up, tightening around Leon as it begins to soak him, drenching his dick in hot cum.
He tries to savor it, I can tell that he does, but with only a few more thrusts, he loses control of himself and falls just as hard as I did. He slaps the ground, the sound thankfully muffled by the blanket as he fucks with strained strokes, freezing every second or so to stay on task.
Warmth floods me as his cock throbs and spills, shooting deep inside me and mixing with my arousal. His climax takes several minutes to truly pass, allowing me the blissful ability to lie under him while he fucks every last drop out of his balls into my greedy pussy.
I don’t know if it started when I got pregnant, or if it’s always been something I’ve quietly enjoyed since we started fucking, but I love feeling his cum in me.
There’s something primal about it, about feeling the evidence of his gratification stuffed deep inside me.
It’s mine, when he puts it there, like a reward for making him lose his mind.
Whether that’s a little fucked up or sexy, I don’t know and I don’t think I care.
“We probably shouldn’t fall asleep down here,” I mutter blissfully. “But you feel so good. I love it when you can’t hold your full weight up and you lay it on me.”
Leon groans, leaning down to smack a kiss on my lips. “Hush before I take you for round two and you fall asleep before you can come on my dick again.”
“Promises, promises.”