Page 40 of Was I Ever Real


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“Tell me you don’t want this,” I say, my voice low and heated.

Her breath catches in her throat, “I don’t.” But oh, is her body not an instrument demanding to be played. Even as she mouths those two words, her legs part for me and I take full advantage. Pinching her clit, I use the arm already wrapped around her waist to pull her up and then down, my hips pitching upwards as I slam her down on my hard cock.

A gasp, followed by a moan slips out of her mouth and at that very moment, I could kill every other undeserving soul who’s ever heard that sound other thanme.

I can feel her resolve slip. She might hate me but her pussy is fucking drenched and that’s the only thing that matters right now.

I know my window for her to willingly give up control is small. Andfuckdoes it taste sweeter than honey when she does. Suddenly, I’m on my feet, my arms wrapped tight around her hips. Swiftly turning her around, I drop her on the desk and thrust hard into her. Her legs wrap around my waist, followed immediately by a loudcrack.My face swivels to the side, my cheek hot and burning, the taste of copper bursting on my tongue.

She just fucking slapped me.

Slowly, I look back over and it’s not fear I find in her irises but blown out pupils and absolute indignation.

I smile, tonguing my cheek. “Do it again,” I growl.

She only hesitates for a second and when I feel her hand strike my cheek once more, I slam into her to the hilt. Clenching around me, her mouth falls open, her eyes locking onto mine, while both our chest heave in sync. Our bodies have gone perfectly still. Thetick tick tickof the grandfather clock in the corner mirroring the sound of our heartbeats. Without breaking eye contact, my hand reaches over to where her tits are spilling out of her dress. I circle her hard nipple through her lace bra before my hand trails over the swell of her breast and then up to the smooth column of her throat. The pads of my fingers find the strong pulse of her heart drumming against her throat.

While my hand closes around her neck, I slowly slide my cock out, only keeping the head inside.

“Are you done?” I say, my voice hoarse.

She’s so fucking wet, I can hardly think straight.

Her eyes are wide and I can see the moment she decides to let go. It’s so fucking beautiful to watch I nearly come at the sight.

And then I plunge all the way back inside.

“Fuck,Lenix,” I groan out, my fingers tightening around her throat while her hands are trying to gain access to my back, hurriedly pulling my shirt out of my pants, her nails finally and deliciously bitting into my skin. My vision blurs with the sensation of her cunt wrapping around my dick so goddamn perfectly that the only word I can muster up in my feverish mind iswife. I thrust into her over and over and over, the word on repeat in my head.

“You feel sofuckinggood,” I rasp, my hand traveling down to her chest. “Look how well you’re taking me, you’re such a good gi—”

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence.”

I grin at her, my hair falling into my eyes, my hips pumping harder into her. The vision of Lenix right now on my desk, her tits threatening to fall out with every thrust is an image I will remember forever.

“What do you want me to call you then?” I say, a little out of breath.

Her eyes darken, our gaze locked and I nearly turn fucking feral when I realize what I see being reflecting back to me.

Suddenly, I’m pulling her into my arms and turning us over. I sit on the desk, her knees landing wide beside my thighs, straddling me. Her face is so close to mine, I could just lean over and kiss her. But I don’t.

“Now,” I pump my hips up and she answers back by sitting all the way down on me, my hand snaking between us, finding her greedy clit. “Why don’t you be a good littlewifeand come all over your husband’s cock.”

Her body’s reaction to the word is instantaneous.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I don’t know what dangerous game we’re playing at but right now I couldn’t care any less. Lenix is bouncing on top of me, her head falling backwards with my fuckingnameon her lips. Her pussy clamps around my cock as she comes. I follow immediately after. My teeth find purchase on her bare shoulder, spilling inside of her as she continues to squeeze and squeeze and squeeze, grinding down hard on me chasing what’s left of her climax.

Our heavy pants are the only sound between us as we fall still, coming down from the absolute fucking fever dream that just happened.

When I feel Lenix tense up, I know the moment is over.

And maybe it’s for the best.

I don't even know what to make of what just happened between us.

Still holding on to her, I stand up and set her down. Her palms land on my chest, shoving me back. “This never happened,” she says hastily before adjusting her dress and heading for the door.

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