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Darla slowly snapped her hips, taking me in and out in a steady swooping rhythm. Her shiny arousal creamed every inch of my length. Seconds later, she started bouncing her ass in my lap like a paid dancer working for every bill in my wallet. It was sensual and dirty, just the way I loved.
“I’m sorry. Forgive me.” She moaned when I sucked a hickey on her neck.
I increased the pace, fucking her back with equal fervour.
“You know what I noticed about you?” The throne shook with the force of my hard thrusts. I relished her little cries. “You come harder when you’re in pain.”
“Yes,” she begged. “Hurt me.”
I spanked her ass in three successive swats.
First with the paddle. Then with my hand.
There was something sinfully hot about wrecking my wife’s pussy from behind while she kneeled on the throne and held onto it for dear life. The way she moaned when I slapped her clit. The way she whimpered when I pinched her nipples. The way her mouth parted but no sound escaped when I clenched her throat and justthrusththrusthrustuntil I hit that spot.
Those red claws that usually dug into my back when I fucked her were gripping the wood so tight, her knuckles went white. I licked the sweat rivulet voyaging down her spine. “I can feel your heartbeat pulsing around my cock,regina mia.”
Darla glanced over her shoulder, the strands of her messy hair hiding her vision. I combed them back and was undone by the unguarded glint in her gaze. “I love you so much.”
My chest splintered in half. “I love you too.”
Her fingers dragged into my stubble and she tugged my face closer, gasping when I bottomed inside of her. “You’re all mine.”
I bit her cheek and whispered, “I love the way you fuck me. Like you’re desperate to be filled with my cum.”
Those claws dug into my cheek and she bit my jaw in retaliation. “No. I’m desperate for that private island you promised me.”
I spanked her ass thrice more. “Give me an heir and you can have all the private islands you want.”
“That wasn’t part of our contract.” The way she tightened around me, I knew my wife was seconds from unraveling again. “I only have a few months left of servitude, mon seigneur.”
The teasing tone had me grinding my teeth.
So did the talk about her leaving me.
My hand in her hair like a leash, I dragged her upright. With her back plastered to my front, my fingers dipped down to her swollen clit and I alternated between gentle rubs and slaps. “I ripped our contract. You’re bound to me.”
“Why would you do that?” Her left hand clutched my wrist as I played with her. The red diamond in her ring winked in the dim light.
Possessiveness steamrolled through my core.
“Because you’re irrefutably mine,” I growled and started thrusting fast again, clasping the undersides of her tits as I fucked her into submission. “We made vows, Darla. In sickness and in health. For better or for worse. You.”Thrust. “Are.”Thrust. “Mine.”
Our needy sounds punctured the air with the verve of two mortals who could not keep their hands to themselves. We mumbled fevered promises into each other’s mouths while we chased our releases together with raunchy, flesh-slapping lovemaking.
“I can feel your heartbeat too,” she panted. “You’re my whole world, Zeno.”
I used to believe love was a weakness until I met Darla Ivy Hill.
Now I knew to love and to be loved in return was the greatest gift of all.
I would give up everything for her.
I would die for my wife.
“My universe starts and ends with you, Darla.”
I kissed her hard just as we both came together violently.
