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“What did you just call me, wife?” he asked, and I laughed. He didn’t scare me anymore, even with that dark look he was giving me.
“You’re an ass, husband,” I scoffed, wanting to get back to my room. I had a few more things I wanted to look at tonight, but he grabbed my waist and spun me around.
“Fucking brat. You need to learn your place. Go to my bedroom,” he snarled.
I got a waft of his cologne and my knees threatened to buckle.
“What are you going to do to me?” I asked as he squeezed my hand tight. Too tight.
“I’m going punish your smart mouth, so go to the bedroom right now,” he ordered, but I knew he was all talk and no bark.
“I’m not going anywhere. We both know you won’t do—”
He didn’t let me finish because then he was lifting me off the floor and tossing me over his shoulder.
“Hey, what are you doing? I don’t fucking want to have sex!” I shouted at him, adamant in my present belief that he could go to hell.
“Fucking brat … and if you won’t shut up, your punishment will be much, much worse.”
I kept beating on his back as he carried me to the bedroom, screaming at him to put me down, but he wasn’t reacting. Livid, I kept on hitting him, hoping he hurt.
At the same time, I was aroused and ready for whatever was coming my way. Sebastian had been gentle with me, way too gentle. I wanted more.
I’d already gotten a taste of his rough side when he’d spanked me at the club. That night with the Vinny fiasco seemed like it had happened years ago, but it had only been a few months.
He kicked the door open and put me down. His eyes were dark and filled with need. Tortured even.
“Strip now,” he ordered, shutting the door and unbuttoning his shirt while lazily strolling towards me.
I folded my arms over my chest and made a face. God, I loved pissing him off. Maybe this time, he would truly lose his shit.
“Fuck you.”
He laughed, shaking his head in semi-disbelief I would say something like that.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth so roughly that you will choke on my cock, Marinka.” He pulled my pants down, tearing the material in the process and likely ruining them. “Step out of them.”
I did because I was eager to find out what he wanted to do to me and when he finally pulled down my panties, I could barely contain my excitement. As I stood naked in front of him, my nipples perked up under his perusal. My confidence grew a little and I didn’t feel that shy anymore.
Sebastian was still wearing his suit, but he loosened up the tie and then undid his trousers.
“Get on your knees,” he ordered, no softness in his tone. The heat from his domineering gaze slid through my body like a wave of warm air, settling between my legs. I went on my knees, right in front of his massive bulge. “Pull off my boxers and take me into your mouth, Marinka.”
Damn, that was so sexy. I had been impatient in the past two days, to the point I wondered if he wanted me anymore. I pulled down his boxers and his cock sprung out. I didn’t think I could fit it inside my mouth. Then also, what if I was bad at it? I wrapped my palm around his erection, exhaling slowly, and licked the tip, unsure if that was what he wanted me to do. He tasted salty and wet as I licked what seemed to be his pre-cum. I liked it.
The tiny voice inside my head reminded me that I just needed to pleasure him. This was what he expected from me—his wife. Then, before I could think too much about this, Sebastian put his hand around my head and shoved his cock in my mouth.
I struggled with the size, gagging right away, but he didn’t even flinch. He fisted his hand in my hair and growled when he forced my head to move. It was brutal and forceful. I hated every second of it.
“That’s right, take it all like a good wife. The gagging will stop soon, Marinka. Relax and let me fuck your mouth,” he instructed, staring down at me with fiery eyes.
I placed my hands on his thighs as tears rushed to my eyes at the strain of it all, but at this point, I really didn’t care how uncomfortable this was going to be. I had been looking forward to this the entire day … well, at least to something sexual. I wanted to feel his cock inside me. To be his prisoner while he took me over and over. I got drenched at the mere thought of it.
He thrust his cock into my mouth, first slow, then hard and fast, pulling on my hair as he did. It seemed he was getting thicker and bigger as my tongue danced on the tip.
This was my punishment for calling him an asshole and talking back to him. He didn’t give me any control. He was fucking my mouth, groaning out loud when I swirled my tongue around him. He didn’t let me use my hands, which made me even more frustrated.
Sebastian was rough, pulling my hair so hard, I cried with pain, almost choking on his huge dick. His hips were stiff and the tension around his groin almost visible. For a second, I thought I wasn’t going to last as the intensity of his movements burned through my mouth. He sped up, then his cock bumped into the back of my throat.
