“Who does this cunt belong to?”
“You!” I choke out through tears.
“Louder.”
“You! It belongs to you!”
He laughs, dark and cruel.
The threat and the overwhelming pleasure push me right to the edge. I fight it desperately, whimpering and shaking, trying to hold back the orgasm that’s building violently inside me.
Kairo keeps fucking me mercilessly, grinding deep, making sure every thrust hits that spot that makes my legs shake. I’m sobbing into the cushion, trying desperately to hold back the orgasm that’s barreling toward me like a freight train. My thighs are trembling violently. Every brutal thrust sends sparks of unwanted pleasure shooting up my spine. I’m so close it hurts, but I bite down on my lip until I taste blood, refusing to let go.
Kairo laughs darkly behind me, the sound low and cruel.
“Look at you, trying so hard not to come while your pussy is sucking me in like a desperate whore.” He slaps my ass hard, the sting making me clench around him even tighter. “You’re going to hold it until I say you can. Understand?”
“Yes …” I choke out, my voice breaking.
He fucks me harder, faster, the wet, obscene sound of his cock slamming into my soaked pussy echoing across the water. Nico is still standing there, frozen, forced to watch every savage thrust.
Kairo leans over me, his chest pressed to my back, teeth grazing my ear as he growls, “I’m going to fill this desperate cunt up, and then I’ll make them clean up my mess.”
The words push me right to the edge again, and I whimper, shaking, fighting the orgasm with everything I have.
I break.
The orgasm crashes through me so hard my vision whites out. I scream into the cushion, my pussy spasming violently around his cock as wave after wave rip through me as my legs give out completely. Kairo doesn’t stop, he fucks me through it, drawing out every pulse until I’m a sobbing, shaking mess. Only then does he bury himself deep and come with a guttural groan,flooding me. He stays inside me, grinding slowly, making sure every drop stays deep.
When he finally pulls out, a thick gush of his cum runs down my thighs. He yanks the dress higher up my back and spreads my legs even wider, fully exposing my dripping, used pussy to Nico.
“On your knees,” Kairo orders, voice cold.
What? I try to thrash against him. “Kairo, no!”
Nico drops instantly, looking terrified as he does what his boss demands.
“Eat every fucking drop. Clean my cum out of my wife’s cunt so you never forget who owns her.”
Nico leans in, and the second his tongue touches me, I flinch and whimper in pure humiliation. He licks slowly at first, then deeper, sucking Kairo’s thick load from my swollen, freshly-fucked pussy while I shake and cry.
Kairo watches one hand still gripping the back of my neck. “That’s it,” he murmurs. “Taste exactly who she belongs to.”
The shame burns through me like acid as Nico’s tongue works between my folds, licking up every trace of Kairo while I’m forced to stay bent over, trembling and exposed.
Kairo leans down, lips brushing my ear. “Next time you flirt with another man, I’ll make him lick my cum out of you while I remind you exactly who the only man is that gets to make you come. Do you understand me?”
I nod frantically, broken.
“Good girl.”
After what feels like an eternity, Kairo releases the back of my neck. "You're done, get below deck," he tells Nico.
Nico is gone before the sentence finishes. I hear his footsteps scramble down the stairs and a door slam shut.
“Get up,” Kairo says as I slowly peel myself off the sun lounger on shaky legs. The dress is twisted around my waist, andhis cum is cooling on my thighs. The night air is hitting every part of me that's exposed and raw. I pull the dress down with shaking hands and stand. My knees almost buckle, but I grip the edge of the lounger until the world stops tilting.
Kairo walks back to the table, he sits down, smooths the napkin across his lap, and picks up his champagne glass like that didn’t just happen. He takes a long sip and sets it down beside his plate.
