Page 113 of Fractured Empire

“I want you so bad,” she whimpers, slipping her hand in my pants and fisting my cock hard. “Move your pants down, I need more room to pull you out.”

“How long have you been working yourself up, baby?” I taunt, sliding my pants down to my ankles while keeping her in place. “You’re so hot for it, you’ve been having improper thoughts since we got here, haven’t you?”

“Since you pulled out my chair for me and kissed my bare shoulder,” she purrs, twisting her hand around my shaft to stroke it twice. “Sometimes you do the sluttiest subtle things, Leon.”

“Mmm,” I hum hooking my fingers in the bottom of her panties and offering no warning before I yank the delicate fabric.

Rip.

The sharp tearing noise of the red lace snaps and it makes Katya gasp, her eyes dilating with want.

“How’s that for subtle, baby?”

“Fuck me before I lose my mind, you maddening man.” Lining my cock up with her pussy as best as she can manage, she tries to lower herself down and whines. “Help me put it in. I need it so bad.”

“Fucking hell, you’re dripping, Katya,” I breathe out, hissing as her hot arousal soaks the tip of my cock. “What’s gotten into you tonight?” And how do I make it happen again?

“You,” she husks, sinking a little lower.

Fuuuck.

Reaching between us, I grab my cock and fix the angle that’s preventing her from sheathing herself completely. As soon as the position is right, she feels the difference and sits down fully.

Her hot little pussy envelops me from root to tip, my balls slapping against the plush soft skin of her ass. She circles her hips while she adjusts, making my dick throb in the process.

“Goddamn, baby.” My hands latch around her hips, squeezing to keep her steady in case she needs it. “You feel like a fucking dream.”

“Mmmm,” Katya moans, rolling her hips.

Our foreheads meet in a gentle press and she rises up more on her knees to pull off my cock before dropping back down. Something about being out in the open like this is making everything more sensitive. A surprising realization since I never imagined being one for voyeurism. Or is it exhibitionism?

I can’t fucking think with my dick buried inside my perfect fucking wife.

“Help me,” she begs, letting her head fall down so she can latch her lips around the bump in my throat. “Move my hips and make me fuck you harder and faster, Leon. I want to come.”

“Fast and hard?” I ask, shifting one hand to the small of her waist and the other to her ass. “You want a quick hot fuck, baby? Is that what you’re asking me for, huh?”

“A hard dirty fuck now,” she rasps, “and a long, slow one when we get home and you can spread me out like we both love so much.”

Sold.

Listening to her request, I make sure my hold on her is solid and start moving. My arms work just as well as my hips. Lifting, pulling, and thrusting in tandem.

We fuck hard, Katya bouncing in my lap to meet my thrusts as I drive up into her tight heat. Her pussy is so fucking wet that I can hear it, juicy arousal mixing with the sound of skin on skin slapping.

“God, yes!” she cries out, tipping her head back while riding me with abandon. “Fuck, you’re so good. Yesyesyes.”

“You wanna come, baby?” I grow, squeezing her ass and bucking up into her. “You wanna show me how good it is by soaking my dick in cum?”

“Yes,” Katya whimpers, starting to tire out and slow down as she gets closer to her climax. “Leon, please! I’m so so close.”

“Touch your clit,” I instruct, feeling my balls start to tighten with pressure. She’s not the only one who’s close. And I’m not slowing down. “Just a little pressure there will set you right off. Come on, baby. There you go, that’s my perfect, horny girl.”

A shriek catches in her throat as she strokes her clit, her nimble fingers moving between her legs while my dick slams in and out of her. It’s a perfect storm of sensation, all the right things at once to drive her wild.

Her head drops back again and she rocks her hips to meet her hand. “Fuuuuck, I’m c-coming.”

So am I.