Not Husband Material (Billionaire's Contract Duet 1)

“Do you know how much,” she started, interrupted by her own sharp gasp as I pinched a nipple in my teeth, “how much I’ve wanted to tell you I touch myself thinking about you?”

I gave a deep, rumbling groan in reply as I felt her up, pushing my cock against her bare thigh, feeling precum bead up and wet her leg.

“Every time you pulled out of me, I just wanted you back in,” she whimpered. “I didn’t want to tell you because it’s all been about the baby, but God, I just...I need you so fucking badly every night.”

“I want you at my side every night,” I told her, pulling her upright and looking her right in the eyes, our faces inches apart as I pushed my cock between her thighs. “Fuck, I wanted to tell you I loved you the night we were at the reception together. I wanted to bury my face in your pussy and never take it out.”

My cock touched the outer lips of her womanhood, and she gasped, her eyes rolling up and her mouth hanging open.

I couldn’t help but fill her mouth with a deep kiss, and I pulled her closer and entered her.

She gave a muffled scream into my mouth as I pulled her closer, scooting her further onto my hard, bulging cock, feeling the very veins that ribbed it pushing into her tight, needy lips. I rocked back and forth, massaging that pussy that I knew so well by now.

“There’s so much I’m going to explore with you,” I told her, holding her hair and pulling her head back just enough to show her how much control I was in. I pressed my lips to her neck and wanted to sink my teeth into her. Her moaning was music to my ears. “You’re my wife, and I want the whole world to know.”

“I love it when you call me that,” she confessed, shame and lust in her voice all at once. “Every time I heard it, I wanted it to be true.”

“It is true,” I growled, tugging her hair a little more. “You’re my bride, and I’m going to fuck you like you deserve.”

She lowered her eyes to look up at me despite me holding her back, and she licked her lips. “Let me do something I wanted to do when I saw you in this booth.”

I smiled, knowing exactly what she meant.

She was so tight around me it was almost a shame to pull out, but I did slowly, and I sat down at the edge of the booth.

In an instant, Haley crawled onto her knees and wrapped her hands around my cock, feeling her own slickness there and shuddering sweetly at the feeling of its girth.

“This is all yours,” I rumbled, watching her fondle and almost worship my thick cock, “as much as you want, as long as you want, every single day.” She looked up to me with eyes that were full of fire and mischief, and she let her tongue out to caress the tip of my cock.

“Careful,” she warned me playfully. “Give me an inch and I’ll take a mile.”

With that, she wrapped her lips around my cock and bathed my tip with her tongue. She licked off the bead of precum and let the tip of her tongue play with the slit of my cock, and it pulsed in her mouth to reward her.

I gripped her head and laced my fingers through it as I leaned my head back to enjoy the feeling of her on me. It was different than last time, somehow. Last time, it had been about us connecting in a quick moment of passion, like a flash of lightning.

This time, there was something so much fulfilling about the way her tongue played with my shaft, feeling its weight. She drew the tip of her tongue up the soft underside of my cock from the base to my tip, and it sent electricity through me. It was the feeling of real appreciation, of desire, of a hunger to know everything about my body and what it was capable of.

It was everything I wanted to explore with my mouth on her pussy, but when I did that, I had the excuse that it was just to get her wet before entering her.

I never thought a blowjob could have such meaning, but Haley was full of surprises, each one sweeter than the last.

The way her mouth caressed my cock was so blissful I could have let it go on for hours, with my hands stroking her hair and encouraging her as she worked, but that wasn’t how I planned on ending this session.

When I felt like I was tense and ready to release, I tugged on her hair gently, pulling her back. She reluctantly let my cock go, looking up at me pleadingly. I took her chin in my thumb and forefinger and slowly stood up.

“On the booth,” I commanded her softly.

She laid back on it, and when I turned to face her, she wrapped her legs around my waist before I could even say anything. Neither of us wanted to wait a second longer. I took her by the hips and stuck my cock deep inside her.

She let out a long, free gasp of pleasure, and for once, I didn’t care to silence her. I wanted the world to know what we were doing.

I started bucking into her as fiercely as if we’d been at it all afternoon. The warmth had long come back to my body, and now, it felt like I could melt all the snow on the mountain, so hot was our lovemaking.

“I’m going to come inside you,” I warned her, “and I’m going to do it every single night we’re together. I’ll do it until you’re pregnant, I’ll do it after you’re swollen with my child, and then I’ll do it until you’re pregnant again.”

She let out a sudden, moaning gasp as her orgasm crashed through her unexpectedly, like a crest that flared up over and over again inside her as I thrust back and forth, taking every bit of her in that I could and drawing the orgasm out as long as possible. The whole booth was shaking with my thrusts, and Haley was sweating and blushing as beautifully as the first time we were together.

Finally, I felt myself getting tight and tense like a coil desperate to be let loose. Haley must have sensed it too, because she clenched tight...and with a ragged, heavy groan, I unloaded all my love for her into her wet, hot pussy.