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Malik presses my hand into the wall and keeps it there while he seems to push deeper inside me, then he stops kissing me and just stares into my eyes, telling me without words what he feels.
What he feels forme.
We’re pulled into another kiss. This one is sweeter. Too sweet, too tame, too normal for him.
The moment he seems to realize it, he changes the tempo and switches us back to fucking.
My body convulses and my walls squeeze around his cock, milking waves of hot cum into me when he comes, too.
When his pumps slow, he holds me, keeping our bodies pressed against each other.
His heart beats rapidly against me, and just as I begin to savor the sound, he pulls back.
“Malik—”
He presses a finger to my lips.
“Don’t. Just come with me. Up to our bed. You and me.” He speaks in a low sensual timbre. “We leave everything else down here. You hear me?”
“Yes.”
ChapterThirty
Malik
The second thing I shouldn’t love so much about my wife is how she looks when she’s riding my cock.
I shouldn’t love the way she fits me. Nor the way the darkness surrounding my heart unravels the instant I touch her.
We’re in the hot tub now, fucking like animals during mating season.
God knows what time it is. We came down here after we officially christened the bed as a married couple. Night had fallen by then, so we’d been in that room all fucking day.
Water splashes over our bodies as Gwen bounced up and down my cock, the queen of my body.
I can feel that entity expanding between us as she moves. It’s hungry for our need.
She needs me. And I need her.
As long as we keep going, it will grow and grow and grow.
I shouldn’t want it to, but I do. The selfish part of me wants it all when it comes
to her. I realize by such an admission that I’ve lost the game.
I did everything I said I wouldn’t do.
I gave in, and now I can’t stop.
Squeezing her lush ass, I pull her body closer so her breasts can bounce in my face. I suck on her gorgeous tits and when she moans, the sound heats my blood with raw, primitive lust.
I fuck her pussy recklessly, leaving her screaming with pleasure, and I just keep wanting more of her.
The more I taste her and take her, the more I feast.
Every time we come to a stop, I come up with one more way to take another piece of her. Pieces I want to keep for myself forever.
Gwen is the thing I never saw coming until she was already swimming in my blood and infecting me like delicious poison. Or life.
