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“They can only look,” she assured me.
It was not enough. “I don’t want them to look.” I quickened my pace.
“They can never have this,” she said, and her legs started shaking around me. Her pussy felt too tight to move, so I only remained deep inside and rubbed her bundle of nerves as she kept coming. “Only you can see this,” she whimpered as she was coming down from it.
I kept thrusting again. I shut down all my logic. There was only possessiveness, the animalistic urge to breed. I wanted to fill her. I wanted to put my baby inside her. So I kept fucking her wet pussy fast, chasing my own high.
Priscilla held onto my neck tightly and whispered to my ear. “They can never give me this.”
“Yes!”
“Please, sir,” she begged. “Give it to me.”
And it was all I needed to come inside of her. I came so much that it took me a few thrusts to be done.
After I breathed heavily against Priscilla’s neck and pressed a kiss there, I pulled out. I felt some of my cum leaving her body as I pulled out, and Priscilla moaned.
I kissed her hairline. “Can you stand on your feet?” I wanted to take her home and treat her the way she deserved. Deep down, I knew what she deserved was someone so much better than me. She deserved a man who could make love to her and not only fuck her. I was not that man, but I was determined to stimulate it just for her.
I wanted her to feel loved even though I could never love her.
Priscilla nodded and slid to her feet. I took a step back to tug myself back inside. She also fixed herself by lowering the skirt of her dress and tugging her hair at the back of her ears. Then her eyes widened, and she clamped her legs. “Damn,” she murmured.
Just when I was about to ask what happened, she did a thing that made my worry disappear and get my cock hard again. She pulled her dress up again and reached to her thigh. Her bare cunt was on full display as she pushed some of my cum that was dripping down her thigh back inside of her. I tried so hard not to groan, and she was not even done. She pushed the most in and rubbed the leftovers with her fingers. She looked around probably for something to clean her hand, but she couldn’t, and then she licked her fingers.
This time Ididgroan. I could feel my cock harden. “You have no idea what you are doing, do you?” I asked.
She looked at me with furrowed brows. She seemed angry in an adorable way. “What can I do? You ripped my panties. Next time you plan on leaving me bare in a public place, we are using condoms.”
No way in hell.
I took her into my arms honeymoon style and pushed the skirt as low as it could go. I didn’t want anyone to see her pussy, but my arm was also covering it up.
“We are going home immediately,” I announced.
“My coat is still inside,” Priscilla chirped.
“I’ll bring it back tomorrow.” Everything could wait except one thing. “If you want to taste my cum we have to do it the right way.”
Chapter 24
Priscilla
I was horrible when it came to resisting Antonio’s cock. We were perfect when we were having sex. It was not because he was good at it but because he would get much more vulnerable during sex. He was not afraid to show me a glimpse inside of his ice walls. He was not afraid of showing me a deeper side of him. If we could fuck 24/7, we probably wouldn’t have any problems.
I mean, we didn’t have problems now since every time we had them, we were having sex. It was a horrible way to solve them because it didn’t solve anything. It just distracted me from my problems regarding our relationship.
The thing Michele told me was still swimming inside my head. I was very determined to talk to Antonio that night, but it didn’t go as planned. I didn’t want to deny his offer to go to a club because it was very thoughtful, and I also liked the idea. I haven’t been to a club since my bachelorette party, and I did miss it.
I was going to tell him after the club, though. It was a great plan. We were going to be in a good mood, so the talk wasn’t going to get too tense. I was going to be able to use the situation for my own benefit. I thought it was going to be a good time to manipulate Antonio.
If I actually did talk to him when we were back at home, it would have been easy to manipulate him. Using sex was probably the smartest way to play him, but it was the one line I was not going to cross. Our sex felt sacred to me, and I was not going to taint it. I was not going to ruin the best thing we had with my worries.
I wanted to talk to him the next day, but for almost a week, he was too damn busy. It was about his work, and I wanted more than anything for him to tell me what happened. If he did, all of this would go away. He didn’t, though.
He came home late and tired almost every night. I always took a bath or a shower with him and let him hold me. It felt too good. Seeing his soft side was as good as seeing him go crazy jealous over me in the club. I loved it when I saw him feel something, anything towards me.
Still, his emotions didn’t ease my worries. Every time I asked him what happened that day or why he was too tired, he would just tell me, “Work.” One day when he came home drenched in blood, he actually answered with “Russians,” and it was the biggest accomplishment we had in that matter.
