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I grab hold of her hips and start fucking her, my gaze zeroed in on the spot where my cock visibly slides in and out of her pussy. Damn it, that’s hot. Can’t get enough of it. Her legs are spread wide and she’s bent almost in half, her face still pressed against the door, her moans growing louder and louder.
I move faster, already close. This woman makes me come too quickly and I don’t like it. It’s as if I get inside her and I lose all control.
Like now.
“Don’t you dare come inside me,” she says when I stiffen, her voice accusatory. “You’re not wearing a condom.”
Smart catch. Always observant, my Charlotte.
I thrust harder, a groan leaving me when I feel her clench those inner walls around my shaft, as if she’s trying to squeeze the orgasm out of my cock. It fucking works because the next thing I know, I’m pulling out of her, coming all over her ass, coating her skin with my semen.
She’s breathing hard, her body still bent, her eyes meeting mine as she glares at me over her shoulder. She’s furious. She’s beautiful.
She needs to come.
I run my fingers through my semen and smear it against her pussy, finding her clit and rubbing it. She whirls around to face me and I curl my other hand around her, lifting her up, her legs coming around my waist.
Her cunt is so wet I can hear it when I rub her clit with my come-coated fingers. She never looks away from me as I stroke her faster. Harder. Her breaths seem to lock up in her throat, her body trembling, her eyes growing hazy. Until she tilts her head back, a soft cry falling from her lips when the orgasm hits.
She’s shaking. I grip her closer, my fingers still busy on her clit. Fuck, she’s hot when she comes. Her body undulates against mine, her nipples poking against the fabric of her dress and I pin her against the door with my body, reaching for the neckline and tugging it down so I can draw a nipple into my mouth.
“Oh God,” she gasps, her hand coming around the back of my head as she holds me to her. “Don’t stop.”
I don’t. I keep sucking and licking her nipple, stroking her pussy until it must hurt, but she never tells me to quit. In fact, she comes again. A smaller one this time, and hearing her cry out, feeling her body react to my attention, has my cock hard as a fucking rock to the point that I’m in pain.
“We’re going inside,” I growl against her lips when her breathing has eventually slowed. “And I’m going to fuck you again.”
“Okay.”
“Even if you hate me.”
“I do.” She swallows. “Hate you.”
“Enough to suck my cock?”
“Only if you lick me again like you did earlier.”
“You mean your asshole?”
She nods.
“Say it,” I whisper against her still trembling lips. “Say what you want me to do to you, Charlotte.”
“I want you to fuck me, Perry,” she whispers, her lips parting when mine land on hers, her tongue darting out. I suck it, letting it go so she can continue. “I want you to lick my asshole.”
“Filthy fucking wife,” I murmur, smiling. “Maybe I’ll fuck your sweet little asshole too.”
She devours me when I say that, and I let her.
Who knew hate sex could feel so fucking good?
Chapter Fifteen
Charlotte
Iroll overonto my stomach, clutching my pillow in my arms, my eyes tightly closed against the streaming sunlight. The spot next to me is empty—I’m back in my own bed, alone and exhausted. My muscles ache. I hurt…everywhere.
All thanks to my husband and the marathon sex session we had last night. This morning. Only a couple of hours ago.
