Page 47 of Jealous Convict


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She’s wide open and dripping but I don’t look down at her swollen bud, her pretty pink pussy or the hard-as-steel shaft wondering why I’m still delaying getting inside her.

Not yet.

I’m torturing myself right on the cliff edge, but I need to make this homecoming special for her.

Even if it kills me.

I grab the small black box I took out of my back pocket before I undressed and flip it open. “I got you something, sweetheart.”

Her eyes widen at the diamond necklace lying on the bed of black velvet. It’s a teardrop design on a long platinum chain and I’m dying to see it nestled between her gorgeous tits.

“Oh my God, it’s stunning.”

“It’s my promise that I’ll never leave you or our babies again.”

“But you already promised me and I believe you,” she protests sweetly but lets me fasten the chain on her.

And like I predicted, it drops right into that luscious cleavage, winking cheekily at me.

“Well, this will remind you that I intend to keep my word, baby. Do you like it?” I ask, watching her fingers tentatively caress the gem as if she’s afraid to touch it.

Jesus, doesn’t she know I’ll buy her the whole damn world if she asks for it?

“I love it. Thank you, Monroe,” she whispers. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Now, come here, baby. Kiss your daddy now.”

She falls forward eagerly and I slide my fingers into her hair, slant my lips over hers in a deep, deep kiss that leaves us both shaking.

When the hunger reaches unbearable levels, I finally allow myself to do the one thing I’ve been dying to do since she opened the front door.

I reach behind her and unclasp her bra.

I groan as her tits spill out. I almost come at the sight of them, full and so engorged the tips are already leaking.

“Oh fuck, baby.” I rear up and lick the dripping peaks, eager not to waste a drop. Then I pinch them between my thumb and forefinger to stop the flow.

I’m not quite ready to gorge yet, although the anticipation is killing me. Especially with Kitty squirming and restless in my lap.

“Is my greedy little girl ready to burst?”

“Yes! They’re so full. Please, it hurts, Daddy.”

“I know, baby. And you’ve been a good girl, keeping these beauties nice and full for Daddy, haven’t you?”

She nods eagerly but she’s trembling, her flush is building and she looks ready to sob her frustration. I angle my pelvis so my cock is notched against her wet opening and pinch her super-sensitive nipples. Her nails dig into my shoulders and her sweet pussy spasms.

I can’t wait any longer.

With a feral growl I thrust upward, into the tight pink paradise I’ll burn down the world for over and over again.

Her sweet wail of pleasure is music to my ears, but my own pleasure mounts when I release one nipple and am immediately rewarded with a warm spurt of milky goodness splashing my mouth and chin.

“Fuck, yes!” I lunge and close my mouth over the areola, greedily sucking on the nectar I’ve hungered for.

It washes down my throat and my eyes roll as the pull on her teat makes her pussy muscles ripple around me.

The feeling of milking her as she’s milking me is indescribable. Enough to bring me right to the edge of release so quickly I have to force myself to stop thrusting. To content myself with suckling her as I bring my hand between us to rub her swollen clit.

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