The Marriage Sacrifice

She didn’t need for it to be prim or proper. She wanted the display of manliness.

When the kiss had come to an end, she’d wanted to beg him for more, but she’d not taken. She’d let him lead.

“What do you want to ask?”

One of his hands was on her hip, and the other had moved some of her hair off her face.

He was wasting time. She would start putting her hair up because it was becoming way too much of a distraction for the both of them.

Biting her lip, she opened her eyes, staring straight ahead.

“Are you a virgin?”

“No.”

“You’re not?”

She put the eggs down on the counter and spun so she could face him. “No. I didn’t wait around for you, Dom. You were out partying and we had a deal we wouldn’t be marrying each other, so I didn’t think I was breaking any code.”

“You weren’t.” The fingers on her hair moved down, and he cupped her breast. “And now?”

“Now?” The tips of his fingers stroked across her nipple. It had been a long time since she’d been with a man.

She did only have one boyfriend before her engagement with Dom. It didn’t exactly last, and since then, she’d been losing herself in her projects and her work.

Until now.

She was super-aware of his touch, the fingers on her tit and the hand on her waist. It wasn’t enough, and yet, it felt like something amazing.

“Is there anyone in your life now?”

“No. I wouldn’t be engaged to you if there was.”

“Your parents would have made them disappear. They want this union between us,” he said.

“In case you didn’t notice, I don’t take orders from my parents. I do what I want.”

“And to hell with the consequences?”

“No. I think about everything.”

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked.

“I’ve got an idea.”

He slammed his lips down on hers.

This was different. Dom didn’t hold back. He pressed her against the counter. One of his hands moving to the back of her head while the other gripped her ass.

She grasped his shoulders, needing the closeness, desperate for it. When he slid his tongue across her lips, she opened up, giving him access.

It had been so long, and now she felt a hunger unlike anything she’d ever experienced. She didn’t want him to stop.

He broke from the kiss, and this time, he began to gather her dress. She still wore the same dress from that morning.

She hated trying on clothes, constantly unbuttoning and buttoning up in between. So she always wore something she could lift over her head.

In one quick move, Dom had the dress up and off in a few seconds.

She pushed his suit jacket off and it fell to the floor.

So busy attacking his clothes, she didn’t know how they ended up in the bedroom and naked.

Yet, seconds later, that was exactly where they were.

Naked, she straddled his waist, and he held her, keeping her in place, kissing her.

His cock pressed against her pussy, hard, bumping against her clit, and she cried out as he pulled on her hair, lifting her up.

He sat up, spinning them around so she was now beneath him. His lips trailed down her body, sucking on each of her nipples before finding a path between her spread thighs.

She moved to her elbows, spreading her legs wide and watching as he started to lick her pussy. His tongue slid down, circling her entrance before moving up to her clit. She closed her eyes, collapsing back onto the bed, giving her body over to him so he could have his wicked way with her.

She didn’t want him to stop. The pleasure was intense, and much to her shame, she came within a matter of seconds, crying his name.

Her cheeks were red with embarrassment, she had no doubt.

Dom didn’t say anything. He took possession of her mouth, urging her back on the bed, and his cock slid between her thighs. He bumped against her clit, and she gasped. The touch was almost too much after just finding her orgasm.

He didn’t torture her for long.

Putting his cock at her entrance, he slid inside, and she gripped his arms, taken aback by how full she felt on his cock. He was thick and long, stretching her pussy to take more of him.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” He kissed her before pulling out, only to slam back inside again.

She cried out, watching him when he wasn’t kissing her.

His cock was slick with her own arousal, and she lifted her pelvis up, fucking him just as he took her.

It felt incredible, dirty, and everything she wanted but didn’t realize she was craving.

He took her lips again as he pounded inside her, each slide stretching her further to accommodate his dick.

She couldn’t believe they were doing this. They were having sex, and it was incredible. It shouldn’t feel this good, and yet, it was the best thing.