“Lift your ass.” When she didn’t seem to know what I meant, I lifted her hips myself, opening her even more so that I could fuck into her the way I wanted.
She fit me like a glove, like she was made just for me. Her pussy was extremely wet and she came almost immediately from me stroking into her.
“That’s it baby, enjoy what I do to you.” I leaned over and nibbled her ear before taking one of her hands and placing it on her tit. I made her play with herself there before lowering it to her clit.
“Oh…” I sped up my thrusts and my hand over hers moved faster, bringing her off again as she squeezed around my cock and screamed.
“That’s my good girl.” I didn’t let up on her, even though I know she was being overwhelmed with sensations.
“I’m going to mark you inside and out sweet Emily.” I bit into her neck, not being too gentle as I jackhammered my cock into her from behind.
She moved with me, begging me without words to fuck her. That will come later; by the time she became officially mine I will have taught her all the ways in which to please her man.
“I’m cumming inside you again; you feel that?” I went into her cervix, just at the tip; it was like a ring of fire around my cock.
She screeched and bucked beneath me, even as her pussy flooded my cock again. “That’s your cervix, when I spill in there there’s a better chance of me giving you my son.”
I stroked through my orgasm, pulling her head back and around so I could suck her tongue into my mouth.
Chapter 14
I took her into the shower this time, and cleaned us both up, because she seemed to have lost all her strength.
I was very careful with her pussy, although I couldn’t resist sucking on her flesh once more as the water sprayed down on us.
I had visions in my head of what I wanted to do to her. The many different ways I wanted to mount her.
I couldn’t wait to get her home, where I could have her all to myself. I planned to spend at least a month just fucking her, that’s my way of binding her to me.
After drying us both off we headed back to the bedroom. “I think we should change the sheets love.”
She walked over to the armoire, without giving me any guff for once, and came back with fresh linens.
We stripped and remade the bed together, before I reached for her hand. “Let’s go sit out on the balcony love.”
I had ordered a light snack when I’d come in downstairs and was expecting it anytime now. I didn’t want her seeing, or hearing anyone for the time we were alone here. No hope of escaping her fate.
She came to me easily enough, but I was sure that was only because she was still getting used to the newness of our loving.
I didn’t want her thinking that we would be spending all our time in bed, or fucking at any rate.
I meant what I’d said to her, we were to be married no matter what, and though I’d prefer she be agreeable, there was a chance that she never would be. It was up to me to change her mind.
I decided to ease off the subject of our nuptials, and just have a nice, light conversation, as we enjoyed the cooling night breeze. “So, your father tells me that you graduated top of your class.”
“I’m surprised he even mentioned it, seeing as how he now expects me to flush four years of good education down the crapper, to go live in a hut with you.”
Oh boy, I see she was still a rare form. I certainly hadn’t expected her to change her tune after one afternoon; so I wasn’t too taken aback by her acerbic tone one bit. However.
“I see you like the feel of my hand against your ass Emily. I’d thank you to keep a civil tongue in your head when speaking to me. Otherwise don’t say anything at all.”
“I’m going inside.” She turned to walk back into the room.
“No you’re not, get back here.” I pulled her down roughly on my lap while she hissed and spat like a wild cat.
“Settle down Emily, I won’t tell you again.” She had tears of fury in her eyes, which gave me pause for all of one second, until I remembered how she’d been coming around until that night of the social.
She’d got her feelings hurt by the way that I’d just taken off without a word, only to show up a week later with my list of concocted demands.
What she seems to have conveniently forgotten, is her part in that whole mess. If she thought for one second that I was going to just hand over my balls, she was sorely mistaken.