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My cock knows where to go. I’ll let her get away with no eye contact, but only for now because I know this is a lot all at once. The bulbous head of my cock nudges against her wet sex, and she groans, opening her legs wider to me.

Her eyelids flutter as I suck on the bow of her top lip and crouch above her as I thrust. She moans and arches up against me.

She’s so soft beneath me, for once receiving instead of demanding. Submitting to me. And I plan on taking everything I can get in this moment.

I pinch her nipples as I pull out and thrust in again. Fuck, so good. So, so good. The pleasure fills me even as I stuff her full. Her moan turns to a high-pitched whine. I pinch harder as her wet pussy clenches around my cock.

“You’re so fucking tight on me,” I break away from her mouth to whisper in her ear, then bite at her earlobe. “Do you dream about this when you’re alone in bed?”

And then, I dare more. I dare everything because at last, I’m inside her when it’s both really us.

I’m inside my wife. “Do you dream about this when you’re in the shower? Do you think about what it would be like to be fucked by your husband? Because this is how I always imagined us. From the first time when it was just you and me in that cabin all those years ago. I would chop the wood, and you would go hunt down some terrifying beast. Then, I’d lick its blood off you before bearing you down to the forest floor to fuck you just as wild as you wanted to be fucked.”

She squeals, and her hands clench in my hair, fingernails digging in. With my every thrust, her hips rise to meet me.

“Do your finger yourself and know it will never be enough because it’s not my thick cock?” I thrust in again, and her legs wrap around my hips in a vice grip. Her hips jerk up against me furiously, riding me from underneath as I fuck her. Showing me exactly how right I am.

“Now you’re going to show me just how pretty you are when you come for me. So, come,” I demand.

And she does, fingernails scratching down my back as her hips jerk up and down on my cock. I keep thrusting, watching her face as it scrunches and her pussy clenches so fucking tight around me.

I feel the tension in my spine threatening to burst, but I hold it back. Not yet. Not fucking yet.

She continues spasming around my cock, high-pitched squeals coming out of her mouth.

I grab her waist and readjust us so that I’m sitting on the seat, and she’s on my lap, facing me again like we were when she started riding me. Except we’re both naked now, and she’s impaled on my cock.

She’s a little limp on me, but I bite at her neck. “That was one.”

My thumb drops to her clit where I start rubbing circles, and her head pops up, eyes wide. I lick at the place I was just biting, and her breath hitches. I see her belly clench and unclench as I keep stroking her wet, swollen clit, round and then down against where my hard cock is seated so deep inside her.

She groans, eyes rolling back in her head.

I lift her by her hips and drop her on my cock, up and down, and she rolls her shoulders before putting one hand against the back of the seat behind my head so she can start riding me hard.

“That’s it,” I say, breathing hard myself now. “Give me another.”

She nods, eyes squeezed shut. I pinch her clit with one hand and her nipple with my other.

She howls out another release. I guess we’re gonna test just how soundproof that glass is because I don’t relent one bit.

“I’m gonna let you rest a little bit now,” I say, lifting her again and manhandling her until her knees are on the soft carpet of the limo floor and she’s bent at the waist, face down on the backseat. I’m grateful for the spacious floor of the limo as I climb on the carpet behind her.

She widens her legs for me, half crawling on the bench seat so I’ve got a good angle to fuck her.

“Good girl.” She moans and wiggles her ass at me.

I don’t even know where all the words out of my mouth are coming from, but god, it feels so good. So natural. I’m just following every greedy impulse I have in this moment. Impulses I didn’t even know I had.

So when I feel the instinct to slap her ass, I do it. She moans and jiggles her ass some more. I see her wetness leaking down her inner thigh. God, I want to lick it up. So I do.

I lean over and pull her ass cheeks apart so I’ve got better access to her pussy, and I start to suckle her there. Fuck. I’m finally tasting the source of that scent that’s tormented me for years.

My hard-on pulses painfully in the air as I bend her over even more so I can bury my face in her. I all but gnaw on her, my mouth closing hard on her pussy, tonguing at the blooming bulge of her clit.

Her ass and hips shake against my face as she howls her orgasm into the back seat. “Layden! Layden!” She cries my name as she keeps shaking, her pussy quivering in my mouth. I don’t let up, driving her up again, sucking her so hard just like I know she needs it.

“Lay—” she squeals. And then it’s just a high-pitched shriek. Higher and higher and higher until it becomes a noise only an animal could hear. She spasms and freezes, then spasms again until she’s shuddering in wild contractions against my face. Mashing her pussy against my mouth. Riding my face and demanding more.

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