Chapter 10
Salvador
“Clear the south wing!” I shout to Edward when I exit my office.
I hear him on the intercom giving the order as I take off in that direction.
Did I happen to glance at my phone and see which direction Jema went in?
Of course I did. I never said I wasn’t going to find her by any means necessary.
I’d agreed to let her speed walk away from me; that was enough of a concession on my part.
If she thought I wouldn’t use every advantage to find her, she was sorely mistaken.
A few of the housekeepers hurry past me in the opposite direction as I stalk down the hallway. I know exactly where Jema headed and where she’s hiding. It was a mistake for her to stop while I’m hot on her heels, but I can’t say I’m not just as excited as she is.
The moment I turn the corner, I go straight for the billiard room and shut the heavy wood doors behind me. The sound of the lock clicking into place is loud, but I decided to take an extra measure to keep her here with me.
“I know you’re in here, kitten,” I say softly as I go over to the wall and grab a pool stick. “Rest assured, there’s no escape.”
I slide the pool stick through the door handles and wedge it into place. Once it’s secure, I turn around and face the room.
“The longer you make me hunt, the harder I get.” My heart is beating against my chest, and the sound is almost deafening in the quiet space. “But I think that’s exactly what you’re trying to do.”
There’s a flutter behind the curtains followed by a small squeak.
I grin to myself as I slowly stalk in that direction.
The room is dimly lit, and the clouds outside give it a spooky feeling as I walk around the pool table.
As soon as I do, the curtains twitch again, and I have to cover my mouth to keep from laughing.
Jema’s fuzzy slippers are poking out from the bottom of the curtain as she tries to hide behind them.
It’s the most adorable and hilarious thing I’ve ever seen, and somehow it only makes me want her more.
How can this craving I have for her keep getting more intense?
I have a feeling that even when I have her in every way possible, it still won’t be enough to satisfy my need for her.
Moving closer, I grab the edge of the curtain and jerk it back. Only when I do, Jema isn’t standing there. She stuck her slippers under the curtain to trick me, and as soon as I realize what she’s done, I whip around to see her at the door, trying to pry off the pool stick to escape.
“Oh, kitten. You are going to pay for that,” I say as I run to the door, and she squeals loudly. She’s in my arms before she can wrench the pool stick free, and I carry her over to the pool table.
“Wait, it was just a joke,” she pleads.
“It’s too late for mercy now,” I tell her as I lay her on the pool table and reach for her bottoms. A wooden cover is kept on the pool table to preserve the felt when it’s not in use.
I never cared about the benefits before, but now I see it gives me a flat surface that’s the perfect height to eat my wife’s cunt.
“You’re going to lie here like a good little girl and take your punishment. ”
The sound of her panties ripping is loud as I yank them off of her and toss the scraps to the floor. As soon as the lower half of her body is bare, I get on my knees and pull her ass to the edge.
Her pussy is soft and warm and so fucking wet against my mouth as I bury my face in it. My hands curl around her thighs, and I keep her locked in place as I lick every sweet inch of her cunt and moan my approval.
“Salvador!” The sound of her shouting my name as I suck on her clit makes me feel like a god.
“Louder,” I order as I do it again, and she gives me what I want. There’s a sick part of me that wants her to scream loud enough that Joey can hear her cries of pleasure. Maybe that’s wrong, but I don’t give a fuck. She’s mine now, and I want him to know she belongs to only me.
Her hips buck, and I pin her down with my forearm as I keep eating her pussy. She’s so wet she’s dripping onto the table, and I can feel her body shaking with the need to cum.
“Tell me what you want me to do to you,” I say as I thrust two fingers into her. I’m not gentle even though I should be, but I’m too close to the edge.
“I want you, Salvador,” she whimpers as I curl my fingers inside of her and massage her G-spot.
“That’s not enough,” I tell her and suck on her pussy lip before I release it with a pop. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
“Inside me!” she cries out, and I circle her clit with my tongue. “I want you inside me.”
“Good girl,” I tell her as I flick my tongue back and forth until she comes apart.
The climax is fast and intense enough to make her back arch off the table. She screams again, and I smile against her pussy. It doesn’t matter that we cleared this wing of the house. I have no doubts they’ll all know exactly what I’m doing to my bride.
Her warm release coats my fingers, and I pull them out to lick them clean. She watches me do it as I stand up between her legs and then reach behind me to pull my shirt off. I drop it to the floor with her ruined panties and then unbuckle my belt.
“I love you.”
The words are out of my mouth before I have a chance to think them though, but it’s the truth.
I’m not sure what possesses me to say it at this moment, but I want her to know that this is real for me.
That even if she was brought here on a lie, my love isn’t part of that.
If she knew the truth, she probably wouldn’t feel the same way about me, but I can’t worry about that at this moment.
She looks like she’s about to say it back, so I pull her to me and cover her mouth with mine.
For some reason, I don’t want her to say it back because she thinks she’s supposed to.
I want her to tell me she loves me when I know it’s real.
Right now, she only loves me because she doesn't know the whole story.
“I want you completely naked,” I tell her between kisses as I take off her shirt and bra.
“Yes,” she moans as my mouth moves down her neck and she reaches into my boxer briefs.
The moment her hand wraps around my cock is like a punch to the gut. “Fuck, careful, kitten, or this will be over far too soon.”
I take her wrist and gently pull her hand out of my boxer briefs before I take them off entirely. When we’re both stripped bare, I gently lay her back against the table again and move between her spread thighs.
“It’s been a long time,” I tell her. “We’ll go slow.”
“I trust you, Salvador.” The words are somehow a knife to my heart but a bandage at the same time. I know what I’m doing is wrong, but my need for her is far greater than my guilt.
Grabbing the base of my cock, I drag the thick head over her wet lips until I get to her tight opening. Cum is already leaking out of me in thick drops that I smear against her. I’m so fucking hard and eager to breed her that my hands are shaking.
My nut sack is so fucking full and heavy that I know I’m not going to last long. I have to make this good for her because I want her to want this. To want me.
“God damn, you feel so fucking good,” I grunt as I slide the tip inside her hot little cunt.
“It’s so big,” she gasps.
“Deep breath,” I tell her, and when she does it, I thrust all the way inside.
As soon as I do, she releases the breath along with a little wince of pain. I did everything I could to stretch her out and get her ready, but the best way to break her in is with my dick.
The feel of her wrapped around me, squeezing every inch, is the greatest thing I’ve ever experienced. Stars dance in my vision as I force my knees not to buckle.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I remember that I need to make her enjoy this. Reaching down, I rub little circles around her clit, and soon enough, her body begins to relax.
“Fuck, that’s it,” I grunt as I slowly begin to rock in and out of her. The sound of her wet pussy sucking my cock deeper is enough to make me cum. I have to force myself to focus and keep control.
With my other hand, I reach behind her and pull her to me while still rubbing her clit. We’re face to face with her ass perched on the edge of the pool table and her legs spread wide.
“You’re mine,” I tell her with a growl from deep in my chest. I don’t know where this animalistic possession comes from, but I can’t keep it under control. “No one is taking you from me.”
“Never,” she breathes as she cups my face. “I’m never going anywhere. I’m yours.”
I stare into her eyes, and I can see she understands. I need her to soothe the beast inside me, to never leave me and always be mine. Breeding her is going to bind her to me in every way possible and make those words come true.
“Good girl,” I say as I kiss her softly. “My perfect wife.”
I feel her pussy clench around me as I thrust in deep, and then she comes apart in my arms. This time her climax is a full-body experience, and she clings to me like I’m her only connection to the earth.
My cock swells at her pleasure, and then my warm release is pumping into her waiting womb. There’s so much cum it leaks out between us where we’re joined, but there’s plenty more where that came from. The sight of it is so powerful I’m dizzy, like I took a drug.
I smile against her lips as we catch our breath, but this is only the beginning of what she’s going to take tonight. Now that I’ve had her once, there won’t be any stopping me.