Page 112 of Marriage and Malice


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“I am.”

“Good girl. Fuck your fingers for me. Make yourself come.”

“I need you,” she whimpers as she dips her fingers into her pussy.

I moan at the sound, wishing that I could see her right now.

“I need your cock. I want to feel it stretch me.”

“Later, Zoe. Tonight, you’re going to get yourself off for me. You’re going to think about the way I would fuck you if I was there. The way I would hike one of your legs over my shoulder as I slam into you. You’d be moaning as your pussy milks my cock, trying to draw out every last drop.”

“Fuck, yes. I want that. I want you to come inside me. Fill me up. I need it.”

Right now, I’m sure her back is arching off the bed as she plays with her pussy.

I wish that I was there with her.

I would dive between her legs, burying my face between her thighs.

I’d be rock hard as I licked her pussy, the taste of her arousal on my tongue when I kissed her later.

“How close are you, Zoe? Are you fucking your fingers like a good girl? Are you thinking about how I would flip you onto your hands and knees? Drive into you from behind while I pull your hair? Pinch your nipples until you're writhing around? Are you going to come?”

“I’m close,” she gasps as I smirk and keep pumping my cock.

It stiffens as I think about the way her pussy pulses around me.

“I’m so close, Christian.”

“Good little slut. Keep fucking those fingers for me. Keep thinking about my cock and everything that you would do to have it. What would you do for my cock right now, Zoe?”

“Anything. Everything.”

“Such a horny little slut, aren’t you? I can hear how wet you are for me. Move your fingers faster, Zoe. I want you to come for me.”

The sound of her sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy faster is enough to send me over the edge.

I groan as I pump my cock faster until thick ropes of hot come land on my stomach.

“Get on all fours and ride your fingers, Zoe. Make yourself come for me. Right now.” I lean back into the pillows, my cock still aching for her.

It’s going to be a long couple of days.

The sheets rustle as she gets onto her knees.

Her moans are music to my ears as she fucks her fingers.

I groan as her whimpers grow louder until she comes.

Her breathing is heavy before the sheets start rustling again.

“I don’t know how I’m going to last a couple more days until you get home,” Zoe says, her breathing still ragged.

“Don’t you worry about the wait. I’m going to make it worth your while.”

The things I plan on doing to her when I get back home should be illegal.

“Oh, are you?” she teases.

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