47. Cooper
47
Cooper
K atrinia has always pushed, teased and taunted me but right now I need her submission. I need her to believe what I am saying. My feelings for her are not a joke. I took her recovery so seriously because I need her to be with me always.
Until we are old and gray, and even then if she goes before me nothing will stop me from going with her.
I know what the doctor said weeks ago but even as I filled my brother in on her picture perfect recovery I couldn’t push past my fears.
Until now.
Picking her up from the table, her warm creamy pussy lands right above my aching cock as she wraps her legs around my waist. Groaning into her neck as we walk up the stairs, I warn, “You’re going to regret disobeying me.”
“You promise?” She taunts before sinking her teeth into my shoulder. I smack her ass and she rocks her body against me.
Dropping her to her feet I spin her around and pin her against the wall just outside of our bedroom at the top of the stairs.
“Don’t push me. I’m barely holding myself back.” I scold her but then she bends forward and wiggles her ass against me.
“I don’t want you to hold back. I want my husband.” Trinia’s admission is my undoing.
Reaching around her, gripping onto each of her plump breasts as leverage, I kick her legs apart before thrusting back into her. Trinia’s moan echoes through the hall and her hands slam against the wall as she meets my thrusts.
Missing her these past months, hell the past eight years, and having her now, after everything we’ve been through it’s all catching up to me. It will never be enough. Katrinia is a craving that I’ll never be able to satisfy.
So I wrap a fist around her long dark hair and jerk her back. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you, zhena.” I growl, spinning her around in front of the staircase.
I shove her to her knees and she falls graciously. I admire her being at my mercy for a moment before I kneel behind her. Keeping my hold tight on the fist in her hair I use my other to hold her hip before forcing her forward.
Trinia gasps as her arms shoot out to brace herself a couple steps down. I would never let her fall but watching her chest rise and fall with every unsteady breath and witnessing the vein in her neck throb as her pulse quickens has my cock twitching to be back inside of her.
Bent over like this my wife is completely exposed to me. Her tightest hole puckers as her creamy cunt glistens. Teasing her I glide my cock forward through her slick folds and her greedy pussy tries to grip me. When I slide myself against her clit she whimpers and the sound is music to my ears.
“Admit that you are perfect. Tell me how beautiful you are.” I command, though she does nothing but turn her head to look at me. A slight smirk pulling up the corners of her plump pink lips.
Frustration fuels my desire as I slam back into her. The force throws her forward but I yank her back until the only thing holding her to the ground are her knees and me. I steady myself with a hand on the railing as I lean over her. Pushing her further and further over the stairs before she places both hands back down in front of her.
Her pussy clamps around me with each shattered moan I force out of her and I revel in the way her body responds to me.
“Hold on baby.” I urge, before releasing my grip in her hair. I grab her hips, bringing her back to meet my thrusts and with a few hard pumps she shatters with a wail.
She uses the stairs as leverage. Pushing back against me, taking me as deep as she can, as she rides out her third orgasm. Quickly I follow her release, spilling into her tight convulsing cunt. I smack her ass and watch as she milks every last drop of cum from my throbbing cock.
Leaning back I pull out of her slowly before picking her up off the stairs. Rising to my feet, I carry her into the bedroom and lay her spent body down on the bed.
Leaving her there I head for the bathroom. Coming back with a warm, damp, cloth I use to start cleaning her up. Her eyes are open as she lays splayed out on the satin sheets and regardless of how many times I look at them, I’m stunned by how icy blue they are against her pale skin and long inky hair.
“You doing OK, zhena?” I ask and her face softens.
“I’m more than OK.” She sighs contentedly as she crawls to her knees. Wrapping her arms around my neck she kisses me. “That was amazing.”
Dropping the towel on the floor I slap both hands on her ass before grabbing it. “Does that mean you are ready to admit defeat and just say it?” I taunt.
“Cooper.” She whines and I shake my head.
“There is nothing that could ever change my mind so just admit it. Admit you are the most beautiful woman in the world, please.” Biting her lip I drag it through my teeth and she whimpers out a moan.
Knowing she is sore and tired I raise a brow, encouraging her to form the words.
“Ugh fine. I’m the most beautiful woman in the world.” Her eye roll at the end annoys me so I spank her ass making her yelp. Surely leaving a hand print this time and I don’t bother soothing away the sting.
“ And ?” I draw out the word.
“And my gorgeous, kinkily cruel husband will always think so.” She huffs as she pushes off my chest, falling back onto our bed.
“Kinkily cruel…?” I question as I climb up onto the bed and lay behind her. Throwing an arm around her middle and pulling her close.
“You heard me.” She shudders as my hand slides down her stomach and pushes between her legs.
“Cooper, I thought I admitted defeat?” She cries even though she adjusts for me to get a better angle.
“Well your kinkily cruel husband is giving you a reward.” Picking up her leg I drape it over my hip, opening her up for me as I slide back into her from behind.
She moans against my lips, her hand in my hair, and this time I’m going to take it slow. As I simply want to enjoy fucking my wife. The only woman I’ve ever taken so intimately.
* * *
In the morning when I wake I go to pull the sheet away from my eyes but it doesn’t move. I hear a “tsk tsk” sound between my legs as Trin runs her hands up my thighs and I quickly realize this isn’t our satin sheets covering my eyes but instead I’m blindfolded.
“Trin, baby, what are you doing?” I mumble groggily, even though I felt her lips wrapped around my cock before I was even conscious.
“You didn’t touch me for months Cooper. We have making up to do.” She scorns before I feel her tongue drag along the sensitive vein on the underside of my shaft. Wrapping her lips around the tip, she sucks me into the warmth of her mouth. Pumping my cock with both hands as she swirls her tongue around the tip before swallowing me down.
“ Fuuuuuck .” I groan.
I may not be able to see, which only heightens my pleasure, but my hands find her head just fine. Holding her steady I thrust my hips up and she relaxes instinctually. Letting me in to fuck her tight warm throat.
With my sight gone, the gurgling sounds and hummed moans of her choking on my cock drive me quickly to the edge. Until she shoves away.
“Baby come on.” I whine, not even ashamed by how much I want and need her, until I feel the bed dip at my sides.
I reach my hands out, running them up her body as she guides my cock to her soaking wet pussy. Lining me up, she sinks herself down onto me. Drowning me in her slick heat, it’s only now when I reach her ass that I fully realize she is facing away from me.
“Fucking hell Trin.” She feels so fucking good and when she leans forward, bouncing her ass as she rides my cock. I release her and let her take me.
Reaching up behind me I grab the headboard and lose myself, submitting to her completely in the moment.
I let her use me until her tight cunt clamps down so hard on my cock I lose my breath. Thrusting up into her from beneath I follow her rhythm, fucking her through her first of many orgasms to come this morning.
Only when her body stops spasming do I rip off the blindfold, shove her face into the mattress and yank up her hips.
“God, I fucking love it when you’re such a hungry little slut for me.” I growl through gritted teeth before driving back into her. She screams, but it’s muffled as I keep her face shoved into the sheets.
The power dynamic between us has always countered back and forth like some kinky and twisted game of tennis. We exchange dominance like hits in a sparring match but now that she’s had her fun, and it was hot as all fucking hell, I’m ready to have mine.
Wrapping a fist around her hair, I pull her up so her back is flush with my front. She’s heaving in breaths, her pussy strangling my cock as I thrust into her relentlessly.
“You like that baby? You like me using your creamy cunt like a filthy little whore?” I whisper into her ear as my hand wraps around her throat.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” She cries as she vigorously rubs her clit.
Grabbing her tits in each of my hands, I grip them tightly as I use them to anchor my thrusts. “Come for me again, zhena.” I order as my balls tighten. Driving into her as I get closer and closer to the edge. For her I would happily dive off any cliff but this one I know ruins me in all the best ways.
“Come for me now.” I growl and she rubs herself harder before we both freefall together. I push her forward, gripping my cock as I spill into her. Our combined releases spilling out from around me as I slowly pull out.
With two fingers I gather what’s dripping down her thighs and shove it back into her swollen cunt. She moans in satisfaction as I make her pliant body hold every drop.
“You’re such a good wife Katrinia.” I praise as I use my free hand to rub her neck while I can’t stop fucking my cum back into her pussy.
Like I’m hypnotized, I can’t look away. Can’t stop touching her. It was torture to finally be married to her and not be able to bring myself to touch her. I was held prisoner by my own fears but she pushed past the prison I built for myself in my mind. Broke down my walls and released me from my cage.
And now?
Now I’m going to make her regret it.