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“You won’t.” He sucks me, slides his fingers inside. “You know why?”
“Go ahead, tell me. Maybe that’ll piss me off enough to end this.”
“You won’t say it because you like the way this feels. You want the power to get away, but you don’t want to use it. Because you love it when I’m down between your legs.”
“Fucker,” I whisper, but he’s so damn right. It feels too good to stop. I’m grinding against his face, whimpering, soaking wet and needy, and all my problems vanish. I’m dimly aware that this sort of lust is what got me into trouble in the first place, but whatever—he’s too damn good at what he does to stop now.
I let him have me. I obey, even when I want to fight. That’s the contradiction. His hands grip my hips, his mouth buries mine, and I taste my pussy on his tongue as he undresses. His thick tip presses against my wet clit until he slides down, finally pushing inside of me, holding me down as he fills me to the brim.
“Lovely wife,” he purrs in my ear. I’m wrapped around him, brain crackling with pleasure. “My perfect something. My absolute everything.”
“Keep going,” I whimper. “Fuck me, Nolan. Stop talking and fuck me.”
He slides in and out, agonizing, teasing. “I want you to call me your husband before I give you what you need.”
“No,” I say, digging my fingers into his back. “Fuck me. Don’t make me beg, you asshole.”
“Oh, yes, that’s what I want, beg for me, darling. Tell me how much you love it.”
“Damn you,” I groan, shivering. “You feel so fucking good. I hate that I want this so badly. I hate that the second you’re inside of me, it’s like all my walls are gone. I can’t stop myself when you touch me.”
“That’s what I love,” he growls as he fucks me faster, sliding in and out, nice and deep.
I keep going, unable to stop. “You’re selfish. You’re dangerous. I’m pretty sure you’re going to ruin me before this is all over.”
“I never would,” he says, holding my hands above my head, fucking me faster.
“You might not mean to, but you will.” I’m moaning, grinding against him, so slick, covered in a sheen of sweat. “You’re going to break me, Nolan. Break my heart, ruin my life. And you know what’s messed up?”
“Tell me,” he says, sounding desperate, sounding on that edge of pleasure and pain.
“I want it,” I moan. “God, I want it so fucking bad.”
“Tell me what I need to hear.” He stares into my eyes. “Say the word.”
“Husband.” I gasp as his thrusts turn rough. “Husband, fuck me, husband, fuck me.”
He obeys, he gives me the only thing that could possibly help, he fucks me faster, deeper, until we’re moving together, grinding deep in pleasure, his forehead pressed against mine. I’m nothing more than the glowing bliss between my legs as this man destroys me, ruins me, builds me back into something resembling a person again like a beast.
I come with his hands on my hips. I come and can’t stop, back arched, mouth open, calling him my husband over and over. He finishes only moments after I begin, and we’re one massive orgasm, both of us groaning until we collapse together, sweaty messes, the sheets damp.
“That’s my good girl,” he murmurs, patting my ass. “My lovely girl.” His arms wrap around me, pulling me close as he breathes into my hair. “You don’t have any idea what I feel when you’re around.”
“I’m sure it’s not what I feel, which is generally revulsion.”
He chuckles, spanking me lightly. “Even fucked and satisfied, you can’t help yourself.”
“No, I really can’t. You’re an easy target.”
“I’m used to it, my wife. If your childish temper bothered me, I would be half the man I am today.”
“Good for you, I guess. Meanwhile, I’m stuck in bed with a grumbling bear.”
“Do you need another spanking? Because I’d be happy to give you one.”
“You’d only force me to say the safe word.”
“Let’s find out.” He tries to roll me onto my stomach. I struggle against him, laughing, but I don’t last long. He’s easily twice my size, and he knows how to wrestle. Once pinned on my belly, he gives my ass a few light half-hearted slaps until he pulls me back against him. “There, now are you pacified?”
