Page 49 of Marriage By Trial


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Drake held himself steady while Alessandra sank down. Her welcoming core covered every inch of him. Their moans intermingled at their connection. Alessandra’s tits bounced enticingly as she moved on top of Drake. Each time she drove down, she ground her clit on the base of his cock, chasing her own pleasure.

“That’s right, dolcezza, use me like I’m your personal fuck toy. Who gets you this hot, little slut? Our bodies were made to pleasure each other. You can be as mad as you want, but we’ll fuck it out.”

“Shut up!” she spat.

He spanked her, and it only spurred her on. Her hands moved to his muscular thighs, changing the angle of penetration. His hand glided up her chest to her throat, forcing her to bow back. He squeezed with one hand and held her hip with the other. When she tightened around him, he thrust from beneath her, and she shattered.

“Drake! Drake!” She chanted his name as she reached her peak.

“Did that feel good? You soaked my cock, bella. But I’m far from finished.”

Coming the first time had taken the edge off Drake, leaving him rock hard. He rolled Alessandra beneath him and threw her ankles over his shoulders. He leaned over her until her knees were near her ears. Grabbing her hips, he lifted her ass off the bed. She cried out at Drake’s thrust, and he pumped relentlessly, pushing her into the mattress.

“Drake,” she sobbed.

“Take my cock like a good little slut. I let you use me for your own pleasure—now it’s my turn.”

Drake grunted and growled like an animal as he moved furiously. Slapping flesh echoed around them. Alessandra dug her fingers into Drake’s biceps as his hand tightened around her throat once more.

“Tell. Me. You. Love. Me.” Each word was punctuated with a sharp thrust.

“I love you,” Alessandra sobbed.

Her words did nothing to slow Drake’s frenzied pace. Beads of sweat broke out across his forehead, and he felt feverish. Drake withdrew and turned Alessandra face down onto the mattress. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her hips before mounting her and thrusting deep once more.

His forearms dropped to the bed, and his body covered Alessandra’s. His hips drove her up the mattress. Drake grabbed her hair to force her to turn her head to the side. He pulled out and growled in her ear.

“Beg for my cock. Beg me to bury myself deep inside and fuck you until you can’t see straight.”

Alessandra’s voice was little more than a hoarse whine. “Please fuck me, Drake.”

“Better than that.” Drake’s hand came down hard on her ass.

“Please fuck my slutty little pussy, Master. Please fuck me until I can’t see straight.”

Drake wrapped a hand around her throat, grabbed her other hip, and plunged back inside her. The headboard banged against the wall at the force of their rigorous lovemaking.

“Your pussy is magical. When I’m buried inside of it, I can’t remember being inside anyone else. Tell me you need me.”

Drake withdrew slowly and snapped his hips, thrusting to the hilt again.

“I need you,” she whined.

“I will do whatever it takes to make you happy and keep you safe. Do you understand?” He gnashed his teeth.

“Yes! Yes!” she cried.

“If you have any doubts, you come to me. Do you understand? I’ll bring you to the one place we communicate in total honesty. Right here. There are no lies when my cock is buried inside you. Your pussy knows its Master.”

“Yes, Master,” she whimpered.

“Fuck—” He shuddered and pulled out, his cock throbbed painfully at the lack of release, but they weren’t finished yet.

Drake rolled Alessandra onto her back and buried his face in her pussy. He nipped and then sucked her clit into his mouth. Alessandra attempted to pull away from him, but he grabbed her thighs and held her steady.

“I’m not done with you yet, Alessandra. Not even close.” Drake spread Alessandra’s lips and wiggled his tongue inside her, slurping up her juices. “Your pretty pink pussy is the most delicious meal. I want it every day. Would you like that? Do you want me to lick it for an hour straight? How many times do you think I can have you come with my tongue? Consider it a gift for how hard I’m going to fuck it again once I’m done.”

Alessandra moaned in response as he mashed her clit with his thumb.

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