by Harley Wylde
“Please, Lance. Don’t make me beg. I… I need this.”
I got out of the tub and dripped water all the way to the living room. I grabbed the lube out of the sack from the specialty shop and went back into the bathroom. She was still on her hands and knees, waiting. But no, if we were going to do this, it wasn’t going to be a quick fuck in the tub. We were going to do this the right way.
“Get out of the tub, Gwennie. We’re taking this to the bedroom. If you really want me that way, it’s not going to be fast.”
I helped her out of the tub and dried both of us off. She sauntered into the bedroom and climbed onto the bed, resuming her position on all fours. If we were going to do this, I needed to get some control over myself. I’d already come once, but just the thought of taking her ass had me fucking hard as a rock. I needed to take the edge off so I didn’t pound her like an animal. She deserved better than that.
This wasn’t some dirty, quick fuck from a one-night stand. This was my wife. I smiled just thinking the word “wife.”
“Princess, are you sure about this? Because I’m going to take my time. And I’m not just going to tap that ass of yours either. I’m going to fill every hole you’ve got, mark you as mine as thoroughly as I can.”
She shivered, but the heated look in her eyes told me everything I needed to know.
I walked around to the other side of the bed, dropping the lube onto the mattress. My fingers tunneled through her hair and tipped her head back so I look into those beautiful blue eyes. She looked hungry, and needy as hell.
“Open up, princess. You’re going to suck my cock. I’m going to fuck this sweet mouth of yours until I come down your throat, and you’re going to swallow every drop, aren’t you?”
She nodded eagerly and opened her mouth.
Those pouty lips wrapped around my dick as I sank into heaven. Her tongue was soft and wet against my shaft. Even if she couldn’t take all of me, it was enough to both torment and tease me. She made sexy little moans, her mouth humming around my cock. I could fuck her like this for hours, it felt so damn good. She sucked me like a pro and swirled her tongue over the tip of my dick, flicking the hole with just the right amount of pressure. God, I wished I could come over and over and over again. I’d fuck her all night long in every way imaginable, and then do it all over again tomorrow. If I could, I’d stay locked in this room with her for weeks. I knew the things I did to her made her feel dirty, but she liked it. She liked it when I took charge and told her what to do.
“Relax your jaw, princess. I’m going to fuck you until I come.”
Her tongue continued to tease me as I fucked her mouth with long, slow strokes. Sweat rolled down my spine as I fought for control. My balls drew up and I groaned as I quickened my pace. Watching my dick disappear between her lips just made me hotter. She looked like an angel, so prim and proper, letting the bad boy do naughty things to her. Oh fuck!
I came down her throat and gave a few more thrusts before pulling out of her mouth. She licked her lips and gave me a sultry look that instantly had my dick hard again. For someone who had been a virgin less than twenty-four hours ago, she’d certainly learned the art of seduction rather quickly.
“We’re not done yet, princess. Are you ready for more?”
“Yes.” She licked her lips again and it made me want to smear them with my cum. Jesus. If I didn’t get myself under control, I was going to take her like a fucking beast, whether she was ready or not.
I picked up the lube and climbed onto the bed behind her. I wanted her ready when it came time for the next step, so I removed the butt plug long enough to lube her ass really well, then I stuck the toy back in. She groaned and wiggled her ass at me so I gave it a playful smack. I watched as her pussy clenched and I grinned. My princess liked things a little rough. If she wanted her ass smacked, I’d be glad to do it again. Preferably with my dick inside of her.
I tossed the lube aside and pushed her head down toward the mattress. Her pussy was so wet and swollen with need. Her little clit peeked between her lips and I leaned down to flick it with my tongue. Oh yeah, I was going to have some fun with my princess tonight. She’d be sore tomorrow, but it would just serve to remind her that she was mine. Every step she took, she’d be thinking about me.
I sucked and licked her pretty pussy until she was creaming my tongue, and even then I didn’t let up. I teased her until she was on the edge again, and only then did I pull away, leaving her wanting more. My dick jerked just thinking about how tight and wet she was. Without giving her any warning, I thrust into her hard and fast, filling that sweet pussy. I pulled out and stared at my cock, shiny with her juices, before I sank into her once more. I loved watching her accept my cock, sliding into her with ease. She gripped me tight, her pussy clenching on my dick with every thrust.
Bracing a hand on the bed, I leaned over her and drove into her again and again. I fucked her like a man possessed, and maybe I was. When she came again, I let go, giving her everything I had, all ten inches as fast and hard as I could. No matter how hard I fucked her, I just couldn’t get deep enough. My balls were heavy and I felt that familiar tingle in my spine that told me I was close to coming. Gripping her hips, I took her hard, fast, and deep.
“You like that, don’t you, princess?”
“Yes,” she cried out.
“You like it when I take this pussy hard. You like it when I fuck you deep.”
“More,” she begged.
“You want my cum? You want your pussy dripping with it?”
She cried out again, my words triggering another orgasm, and I sank into her deep, filling her up until it was dripping down her thighs. When I pulled out, her lips were coated with my cum and I smiled smugly. I was marking my territory, and damned if I didn’t love it. If I’d known fucking without a condom felt so damn good, I would have gotten a wife sooner. Except then I wouldn’t have had my Gwennie, and she was fucking perfect for me.
I leaned down and nipped her ass cheek. “Are you ready for what comes next, Gwennie? Are you ready for my cock in your ass?”
The ass in question clenched the toy tighter and I groaned. I could come just watching her. One of these days, I was going to buy her a dildo and jack off while I watched her get herself off, and then I’d come all over her tits. A plastic dick was the closest she would ever get to having a cock that wasn’t mine.
I eased the butt plug from between her cheeks and lubed her up again. My cock was still wet from our combined releases. I pressed the head against the tight ring of muscle and gently pushed until I popped through. She gasped and her body tensed. I was a lot bigger than the toy, but I knew she could take me. Sweat coated my skin as I used shallow thrusts until I managed to get all the way inside of her.
“How do you feel, princess?”
“Full and empty at the same time.”
“Is that sweet pussy feeling neglected?”
She nodded. I might have to look into that dildo idea. Just the thought of stuffing her with two dicks was enough to make my cock swell.
“Hold on tight, Gwennie. I don’t know how gentle I can be.”
She whimpered a little and fisted the covers.
Watching her ass stretch tight around my cock was such a fucking turn on. I tried to be easy, to be gentle, but she felt so damn good my control slipped. I took her harder and faster, my balls slapping her pussy with every thrust. I wanted her to come with me so I toyed with her clit until she was pressing back against me, begging for my dick.
“You want me to pound this ass?” I asked, giving her ass cheek a slap.
She squeaked and tensed.
“Do you, princess?”
“Yes. Don’t hold back, Lance.”
It was all the encouragement I needed. I pounded into her until both of us found our release. I pulled back, withdrawing my cock, and watched as my cum leaked from her ass. Her pussy was still coated and my inner caveman roared his approval. Fuck if seeing her like that didn’t make me want
to take her again, but I knew she needed a break.
“Come on, princess. Let’s get cleaned up and get some sleep.”
I helped her off the bed and we got into the shower. It was hard not taking her against the shower wall, but I managed to hold myself back. I was insatiable where she was concerned. Was it too much to hope it would always be like this with us?
I fell asleep that night with her cuddled in my arms. It was the first time I’d had a woman stay longer than a few hours in my bed. Gwennie felt right, curled against me. If every night was like this one, I would die a happy man.
Chapter Five
Gwen
Sunlight streamed through the bedroom windows as I struggled to open my eyes. The blinding light made me wince as I shifted in the bed, Lance’s arm weighing me down. There was a pounding coming from the living room and I realized someone was at the door. I slid my hand up Lance’s arm and jostled him a little, but he mumbled in his sleep and rolled over. Looked like it was up to me to answer the door. I slid out of bed and grabbed one of the complimentary robes, fastening the sash around my waist as I walked into the living room. The door rattled on the hinges from the force of the pounding and I wondered how long the person had been knocking. For such determination, it must have been important.
Standing on tiptoe, I peered through the peephole and my breath froze in my lungs. With a shaky hand, I undid the security lock on the door and opened it, to stare at my father in shock and horror. He’d found me, and I could only imagine what he would do to me now. I’d ruined all his plans.
“Gwendolyn, would you care to explain why I received a call from Salvatore Scarlioni informing me that my only daughter was married and was to remain out of my reach? What lies have you been spreading about me?”
He nearly knocked me off my feet as he barreled into the room. I let the door close behind him and glanced toward the bedroom. It seemed my husband was sleeping the sleep of the dead.
“Daddy, you shouldn’t be here. I’m a grown woman and I can make my own decisions. Lance is good for me.”
“You met him and married him all in one day! Do you know the life you could have had as Kale’s wife?”
I set my jaw. “Yes, the life of a dutiful slave. And if you think I wanted that fat old man to touch me, then you’re delusional. My husband is handsome and sexy, and he’s stronger than either you or Kale. Lance may not be rich by your standards, but I will be far happier with him than in the gilded cage you put me in.”
“A cage?” My father’s face turned purple. “Maybe if I’d had you in a cage you wouldn’t have whored yourself out to the first guy who came along.”
“Only to the men you wanted to seduce into business, right, Daddy?” I sneered at him. “I knew all about your plans. You were going to sell me to Kale and if that didn’t turn out, you were going to use me to turn a profit. You disgust me and I never want to see you again.”
A hand settled on my waist and I looked up into Lance’s eyes, the pride showing in them stole my breath. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my neck before facing my father.
“I believe my wife has told you to go fuck yourself. I also know you were told to stay away from her. I’m sure Salvatore will be interested in hearing of your disobedience.” Lance gave Daddy a chilling smile. “You know how much he hates to be disobeyed.”
My father paled and his hand trembled a little.
“Do you see the kind of monster you married?” Daddy demanded.
“The kind who looks out for me,” I replied. “I’m sorry, Daddy. You changed after Momma was gone, and not for the better. You’re a cold, heartless man, and I don’t want anything to do with you. Until you can remain civil, I want you to stay away from us. And if we have kids, you won’t be welcome to see them.”
He drew back as if I’d physically attacked him.
“You’d keep me from my grandchildren? Even knowing what I could do for them?”
“Your gifts always come with strings attached. They don’t need that in their lives. Unconditional love is all my children will know, and I’m not sure you know how to give it.” I leaned against Lance. “Please leave. If you ever change, I’ll agree to meet with you, but it will be on my terms.”
“And you bet your ass I’ll be there,” Lance said. “Gwennie is mine now. You’d do well to remember that.”
My father looked defeated as he slunk out of the hotel room, his tail between his legs. It seemed my husband was more badass than I’d realized, and maybe I was too. I’d never stood up for myself before, but Lance was showing me a side of myself I’d never realized was there, just simmering beneath the surface.
“I’m proud of you,” Lance said, kissing my cheek. “Let’s order breakfast and then we’ll discuss when you want to return home, now that we don’t have to worry about Daddy Dearest.”
“I know this is supposed to be our honeymoon, but I think I’d like to go home, Lance. I want to put my stamp on your house, if that’s okay, and try to figure out what I’m going to do with my life now.”
“You can do anything you want, princess. You said you dropped out of college because you didn’t want to study business. Is there something you did want to study?” he asked.
I shrugged. “I never really thought about it because I was never given any choice in what became of my life.”
“What makes you happy, princess?”
“You.”
He gave me that sexy grin. “Besides me and the monster cock.”
“When I was little, I used to paint. I always enjoyed it and my tutors said I was quite good. I haven’t touched a brush in years though. What if I don’t have talent at all? What if it looks like an elephant painted it?”
“Then you’ll try something else. I’ll make sure the jet is ready to leave within the hour and we’ll head home. And the first stop we’re going to make is to the craft store for you to get as many paints and canvases as you wish. You can set up one of the spare rooms as an art studio until I can come up with something better. If it’s your true passion, I’ll build one of those pod things in the backyard for you.”
I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him until my toes curled.
“Have I told you that you’re the best husband ever?” I whispered against his lips.
“How about you show me instead?”
I kissed him again. “You make those flight arrangements and I’ll be waiting in the bedroom for you.”
Lance smacked my ass as I walked away and I couldn’t stop smiling. He acted like a caveman sometimes, but I loved every moment of it. I loved the dirty talk, the way he commanded me to do things. I’d never controlled anything in my life, so it wasn’t hard to hand myself over to him, especially when I knew it would only bring pleasure.
I remembered his words at the garage. He’d talked about fucking a baby into me, and even though my father wasn’t an issue anymore, I couldn’t think of anything I’d like more. With any luck, by the time we got home, I’d already be carrying our first child, even if it meant we fucked like rabbits all the way there. For all I knew, I was already pregnant, but I knew I couldn’t take a test this soon.
The robe dropped to the floor and I crawled across the middle of the bed, making sure my ass would be the first thing he saw when he walked through the door. We had yet to make love slowly, but I seemed to like it hard, fast, and dirty, and Lance was more than happy to give it to me. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear he had a magic dick. He’d turned me into a wanton whore, but I knew I was his and only his. The possessive glint in his eyes turned me on. I considered myself a modern woman, and I wasn’t sure I’d follow any barked orders outside of sex, but I’d be happy to drop to my knees anytime he wanted.
A sharp slap made my right butt cheek sting and I gasped. Sneaky bastard. I hadn’t even heard him come in. The sound of his zipper rasping and his pants hitting the floor was enough to make goose bumps spread along my back. I never knew what to expect with Lance, but I knew it would be good. Rea
lly, really good. The man was a god when it came to making me scream his name and I wasn’t sure I’d turn him away even if we were in the middle of a packed restaurant and he decided to fuck me over the table. I could tell by the way he watched me that he’d never invite someone into our bed, but I wasn’t sure how he felt about exhibitionism. It would be interesting to find out. I wondered just how far I could push him in public before he broke.
“Is my naughty wife ready for me?” he asked, his hand slapping my ass again. “Mmm. Your skin pinks so nicely.”
“I’m always ready for you. I’ve been ready since you stepped out of that tow truck and gave me that sexy smile.”
He nipped my ass. “You think my smile is sexy, huh?”
“Everything about you is sexy.”
His fingers skimmed my slit and I pushed back, wanting more. I didn’t care what he did to me, as long as he did it soon. I was aching for him. My nipples were hard enough to cut glass and I could feel my pulse pounding in my clit. He placed his palms on the inside of my thighs and spread my legs further. The flick of his tongue against my pussy was enough to make me pant for more. He alternated between soft and firm strokes as he teased me mercilessly. Lance lifted me off the bed as he buried his face between my legs. I wanted to come so badly, but it was just out of reach.
“My clit,” I begged. “Please play with my clit.”
He chuckled against me, the vibration making my channel clench. He sucked and licked my clit until I saw stars and came so hard I couldn’t breathe. I dropped back down onto the bed and felt his cock at my entrance a moment before he thrust deep. Crying out in pleasure, I gripped his shaft tight as he began fucking me like a man possessed. He took me hard, fast, and deep, just the way I liked it. His hand smacked my ass several times but he never broke stride as he rode me to completion, both of us coming at the same time. I felt the splash of his cum inside of me and I wanted more. I wanted him to fill me up until I couldn’t hold anymore, and then I wanted to do it again. I didn’t care if I was sore or couldn’t walk for the rest of the week. I wanted his baby, and I was going to get one.