37. Matti
Matti
U nwrapping her legs from my waist, she slides down to her knees in front of me, and I plant my hand on the wall above her head. She pulls the waistband of my sweatpants down, my hard cock springing free.
Before I can process what’s happening, her mouth is on me and she’s swallowing my cock, as much as she can fit in her mouth, one hand gripping the base of the shaft, the other cupping my balls.
I watch her wet pink lips wrap around my cock and groan.
After two weeks without her, I’m ready to come almost instantly.
“Fuck, Siena.”
She lifts her gaze to meet mine, her brown eyes wet with unshed tears as she gags on my cock, sucking me deep into the back of her throat. Releasing me, she drags her warm, wet tongue up and down the base of my shaft, then wraps her lips around the head, teasing it with her tongue.
I can still feel the edges of whatever it is the doc gave me, and my knees almost buckle.
Releasing her hair from its bun, I wind it around my hand, pushing my cock deep into her throat and holding it there as she gags, tears spilling down her cheeks, her pretty pink lips stretched wide.
I don’t let her breathe. “You want to be my whore? Then take it. Take all of it. I want to see you drooling and gagging all over my cock.”
I finally start to release her, let her get a breath, but she lets go of my cock and balls and grabs my ass with both hands.
Holding me in place, she stares up at me like a challenge, then slides her mouth up and down, sucking my cock in a slow, hard, torturous rhythm as I hit the back of her throat with each stroke.
I bite into my bottom lip, letting her be in control. “God, you are so fucking beautiful gagging on my cock. Such a good wife, Siena. Such a good little whore for me.”
When she moans, I almost come, and I push her off me, practically feral. She falls back against the wall, balancing on her heels and panting hard. Her lips are parted as she catches her breath staring up at me.
“My turn,” I growl, lifting her up and carrying her to the metal table running the length of the wall beside us.
Kicking the box of tools out of the way, I lay her down and pull off her shoes, then yank her leggings off of her, leaving her thong.
“Take off your shirt,” I growl, and she does as she’s told, pulling her bra off with it. Her long hair falls down over her bare breasts, and she arches her back away from the cold metal.
Yanking off my holster, I grab my collar at the back of my neck, pulling my t-shirt off over my head.
With my cock hard and sticking out of my sweatpants waistband, I throw her legs over my shoulders, folding her in half as I bend over her, our mouths inches apart .
She presses her palms against my chest, looking up at me with concern.
“I’m okay, kitten,” I whisper in her ear. “My little whore doesn’t need to be worried about anything but how hard she’s about to get fucked.”
Grabbing my cock, I line it up with her slick entrance and slam deep inside her wet pussy.
She lets out a shriek as I stretch her to fit me, giving her no time to acclimate.
I shove in and out of her so hard that the metal table moves a few inches with each thrust until it is clanging into the wall, accenting her moans.
I keep my eyes locked on hers, and she does the same. “You want to be my whore, Siena?”
“Yes. Please, yes,” she breathes, throwing her arms around my neck, crying out as I fuck her.
“You’ve been my whore since the first time I pushed you up against the wall outside of One Pearl Park. Since I ran my hands over your beautiful body and felt how wet you got when I slid my fingers into your soaking panties.”
She moans, throwing her head back, and I lick her neck from her collarbone to her chin. She slams her mouth into mine, bucking her hips against me, fucking me as hard as I’m fucking her. Her big tits bounce with each thrust, her nipples hard.
“But you’ve been my wife since the first time I saw you at the lake. I haven’t looked at, touched, or thought about another woman but you since that moment. And I never will, Siena, never again.”
“No one else?” she whimpers, digging her nails into my shoulders, pounding her pussy up and down my cock.
“No one but you, kitten. ”
She rakes her nails down my back, arching her spine and pressing her tits into my chest, her pussy pulsing on my cock as she comes, screaming my name. I push deep inside her and stay still as she sets the pace, riding me from underneath, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she falls apart.
Fuck, I can’t believe this woman is mine.
“Matti?”
“Yes, kitten.” She’s shaking.
“I want you to fuck my ass.”
Holy fuck. She’s so fucking hot, her legs over my shoulders, her wet pussy spread wide for me, begging for my cock in her ass.
Just hearing her say those words is almost enough to break the tenuous thread holding me together right now.
But she’s not prepped for it. I don’t care if things get messy, but I don’t want to hurt her.
“It’s not going to feel good like in the vault, Siena. You’re not ready.”
“Please,” she whispers, her eyes wide, her lips wet. “I want you to make it hurt.”
She bites the inside of her lip, and my dick hardens even more. The thought of pushing into her tight ass—“Get my cock ready.”
She spits into her hand and pushes herself back away from me so that I pull out of her pussy.
The metal table is slick with her sweat and cum.
Reaching between her legs, she drags her spit down the shaft to the head of my dick, then scrapes her fingertips along her dripping pussy and transfers her wetness to me until I’m coated with her cum and spit.
I exhale hard, watching her stroke my cock in front of her pretty pussy, then line me up so that I’m at her back entrance. Sliding toward me to the edge of the metal table, she gasps, her mouth in a perfect O as she works the head of my cock just inside her ass with a moan.
Grabbing both her hands with one of mine, I pin her wrists to the table, guiding my cock almost all the way out and then shove back into her ass hard, balls deep.
Her eyes glaze over as she screams my name, her mouth hanging open as I pump in and out of her ass.
Watching the play between pleasure and pain on her face is mesmerizing.
I slow to a stop, my gaze flitting back and forth between watching her face and watching as she moves to slide her ass up and down my cock.
Watching as her wet pussy drips onto me and onto the metal table, making it easier for her to slide up and down me.
Letting her have control is surprisingly easy. And fuck, she feels so fucking good.
Tears slip down her cheeks, and I drop down lower, her tits pressing into my chest as I lick them off her face.
She arches her back, groaning, and I release her wrists to grip her breast, sucking a nipple into my mouth, digging my teeth into her sensitive skin. I want to mark every inch of her body, so that she feels me on her every minute of every day and never forgets that she’s mine.
“FUCK! Matti, fuck me! Please fuck me!”
I release her tit from my mouth, rubbing my hand over her face, mixing her tears with the blood. “Beg me to fuck your ass, Siena,” I growl.
“Yes, sir,” she nods, and a low growl reverberates through my chest at hearing her so desperate. She claws at my skin. “Please… fuck my ass… please, Matti…”
I stand to my full height and shove back into her ass, deeper, harder, and she cries out, writhing beneath me.
Gripping her throat, I thrust rough and slow, finding a steady rhythm, and reach down to slide a finger into her pussy, hitting her clit with my thumb.
She gasps, her pussy wet and clenching my finger. I slide a second finger inside her.
Her eyes practically roll back in her head as she stiffens, letting me fuck her holes, her orgasm building.
“Spread your legs wider, Siena,” I order, fucking her steadily as she grips the back of her thighs and opens herself to me. “Look at me. Eyes on me right now, Siena, I want to see your face when you come on my cock and my fingers.”
Obediently, she opens her eyes and anchors her gaze to me, almost like she’s holding on. I’m in awe of how much she trusts me, that she knows I will take her to heights she’s never experienced before, even if that means climbing through layers of pain first.
Squeezing her throat, I continue to rub her clit with increasing pressure, curling my fingers inside her to hit her G spot while I push my cock a little deeper into her ass, fucking her harder, faster.
Her lips part and she lifts her head off the table, her eyes widening. She stops breathing and every muscle in her body goes rigid, as I intensify the rhythm. The only sound in the room is the metallic ringing of the table banging repeatedly into the wall.
My girl stiffens, holding her breath as her orgasm edges closer, and I release her throat.
“Breathe, Siena,” I whisper.
She lets go with a gasp and comes hard, her whole body convulsing on the metal table. Her screams sound almost strangled, and her pussy grips my fingers tightly as a rush of wetness drips down my arm.
She throws her head back, banging it against the table and shoves her hips down hard on me, forcing my cock deeper into her ass. I stay inside her, holding her down through the tremors that wrack her body, keeping her full of me until her body quiets.
The look on her face when she meets my gaze is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. I’ve made her come so many times, but this orgasm was clearly next level.
Her cheeks flushed pink, every inch of her body coated in sweat, and her skin still vibrating, she presses her mouth against mine, shaking.
I release her wrists and pull my fingers out of her, snaking my arm underneath her to pull her close to me. Brushing her hair from her face, I gently ease my cock out of her ass. She moans into my mouth as I kiss her.
Her kisses go from shaky to hungry, but I slow her down and pull back. She whimpers, clinging to my neck, refusing to let go.
“Just a second, kitten,” I say softly, extricating myself from her hold.
I go to the sink, grabbing a clean washcloth from the cabinet and wet it with soap and warm water. When I’m done cleaning myself off, I get a second washcloth, wetting it as well, and bring it back to her, gently wiping off Franco’s blood and her cum.
My cock is painfully hard as I rake my gaze over her beautiful body, still glistening with sweat, pausing on her gorgeous tits.
God damn, she is fucking perfect.
I pull her up to standing and kiss her hard, bruising her swollen lips. “Get on your knees. I’m going to fuck that pretty face of yours. ”
Her eyes sparkle as she slides down my body until she’s kneeling in front of me on the concrete floor. Her nails scrape down my torso and dig into my thighs.
I groan as she takes a firm grip of the base of my cock and teases me, gently flicking her tongue over the tip as she looks up at me wickedly.
“Open your mouth.”
She obliges, opening wide. I wind her hair around my hand, my other hand on her jaw, pulling it down as I push into the back of her throat. When she gags, I hold her in place, grinding my cock into her. “Such a good whore. Throat full of my cock. Swallow, Siena.”
She tries to do as she’s told and gags, her throat muscles squeezing around my cock.
I groan. “Fuck…” I pull out of her mouth and yank her head back so that she’s looking up at me, her mouth wide open.
Leaning over her, I spit into her mouth then rub her spit and mine over her wet lips and chin. “Fucking beautiful.”
She moans and runs her hands over her tits, rolling her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. Her eyes are feral as I rub the head of my cock over her face, and she slides two fingers between her legs.
“Fuck yourself, Siena. Show me how you touch that pussy of mine,” I order and she shifts back, kneeling with her knees spread wide, but I can’t get the view I want.
Roughly, I grab her shoulders and turn her around so that she’s facing away from me, toward Franco’s mutilated corpse hanging on the opposite wall.
Keeping her knees wide, she kneels and arches her back, dropping her head back to look up at me, and keeping one hand on her clit while moving the other to my cock .
I groan as she scrapes her nails gently back and forth over my balls, and I push my fingers into her mouth, wetting them with our spit and then stroke my cock.
Looking down, I have a perfect view of her tits bouncing as she rubs her clit, and I grab a fistful of her hair and press her face under my cock so I can feel her warm breath on my skin.
“Do you like being my whore, kitten?”
She moans into my balls and the reverberations almost send me over the edge. I reach down and grab her tit, rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She moans louder like I knew she would, and I stroke myself harder and faster, watching her work her clit on that pretty pussy of hers.
“Put your mouth on my balls right now, Siena.”
I grip her hair again and guide her where I want her. She lightly licks and sucks my balls while she rubs her clit hard and fast, panting, her breath warm and wet on my skin. Without warning, she stiffens, panting against my skin, then moans loud and long against my balls as she comes.
As I watch, she squirts, drops of liquid shooting out of her pussy. “Holy shit,” I grunt, stroking myself faster. “Fuck, Siena, turn around. I’m going to cum in your mouth.”
In a flash, she spins around, facing me on her knees, her cheeks flushed, her wet mouth open wide.
“You want to taste me? Taste what happens when I fuck my beautiful pregnant wife?”
“Yes, sir.” She tilts her head back, her mouth dropping open as she digs her fingertips into my thighs.
I grab her hair, pulling her head back, and push the head of my cock up against her wet lips. She swirls her warm tongue over me as I stroke myself hard and fast, my eyes glued to hers. “Don’t spill a fucking drop, Siena. Not one fucking drop. ”
She pulls her tongue back in, and I press the head of my cock against her bottom lip so I can watch my cum fill her to overflowing.
Some dribbles down her chin, and I grind out her name, calling her my good little whore over and over, as my cock pulses into her mouth, and I give her everything I have.
Keeping her mouth open so I can see it, she runs her finger over her chin, catching the spilled cum, and then puts her finger in her mouth, closing her lips around it. “Fuck, Siena. My little whore wife.”
Swallowing, she pulls her finger out of her mouth and smiles proudly up at me. She opens her mouth to show me that she swallowed all of it as I stare down at this beautiful woman I get to call mine.
“I love being your whore, Matti.”