The Marriage Sacrifice

Dom dipped a finger inside her, feeling her tighten and squeeze around him. Pulling his finger from her pussy, he circled her clit before diving back down.

He wanted to taste her, so, nudging her up the bed so her head was against the pillows, he settled between her thighs.

Gripping her hips, he held her in place as he pressed his face against her center, inhaling her.

She smelled incredible, and as he licked her pussy, her taste was just as good. He rapidly flicked her clit before moving to plunge inside her.

Fucking her pussy with his tongue, he drew it out and touched her clit again. He didn’t give her the chance to reach her peak as he continued to tease and torment her.

“Please, Dom.”

“You want to come, baby?” he asked.

“Yes. Please.”

He loved hearing her beg.

“I don’t think you’re ready for that.”

“I am. I’m so ready. Please stop torturing me.”

“But it’s so much fun.”

She let out a cute little growl, which he found so sweet, but it didn’t speed up his movements on her pussy.

He took his sweet time, licking and sucking at her clit, driving her wild with each touch. She was so responsive, and he loved feeling her against his tongue.

His own cock started to thicken once again. It didn’t matter he’d come only moments ago; he wanted inside her again.

He let go of her hips and slid a finger inside her, then a second, fucking her as he was going to do with his cock.

In and out, he also licked at her pussy, letting her clit have his attention.

She began to pant and say his name. Her body seemed to come off the bed as he worked her, wanting her to come all over his face so he could take even more of her. They were more than good together, and she needed to see that.

There was no way she could deny what they had.

He added a third finger, stretching her even more until she screamed his name as he flicked her clit. She came hard, and he felt her cunt hold him like a vise as she screamed his name.

The sounds echoed off the wall, filling his head with need, and it was addictive, at least to him. There was nothing else more he wanted than to watch her come.

Before she had finished her orgasm, he moved between her spread thighs and filled her cunt with his now rock-hard cock.

“Dom!”

Taking her hands, he pressed them above her head so she was trapped on his cock. “Do you feel it too?”

“Yes,” she said.

He pulled out of her, only to slide back inside her. He did this several times, watching her as he went to the very hilt inside her. She was so tight, and he wasn’t small. He loved feeling her wrapped around him.

He pulled out until only the tip was inside her, and he saw his length covered in her release. Fucking her harder, he held her hands beside her head, and the bed hit the wall with each force of his thrusts.

“There’s no one else I’m ever going to want. Just you, Sage. Only you.” He let go of her hands, sliding one beneath her head, and the other to hold her hip, keeping her in place but wanting to be body to body with her.

He didn’t want there to be any space between them.

Staring into her blue eyes, he knew she was the woman for him. Not because of the company or her father, or the money, but because no other woman had ever made him feel like this.

This wasn’t an act of desperation.

This was … something.

He didn’t know what it meant, and part of him was terrified about what it could all mean, but he wasn’t going to give it up or let it go.

Slowing down his thrusts, he made love to her, not fucking her.

“What are you doing, Dom?”

“I’m making love to you. You ever just took it slow?”

“Making love is more.”

“I know.” He took possession of her lips, hoping she got the message. Hoping she read what he was trying to say to her without words. He couldn’t bring himself to say anything.

This was mind-blowing to him.

He’d never been the kind of man to make love or to take his time with anything. Sage was destroying him, and she didn’t even realize by how much.

Keeping his thrusts deep and slow, his body pressed to hers, he felt her come on his cock. It wasn’t as strong as a real orgasm, but he’d give her another orgasm soon.

Staring into her eyes, he felt the answering spark in his body as he rocked inside her. When he came, he did so, spilling his arousal deep inside her. He didn’t care if they made a baby; he only knew he didn’t want this moment to end with her.