Page 80 of Claimed By the Villain

Jackie comes, clutching me tight inside her, and we moan together—her as she falls into climax, me from the feel of her juices soaking my hand.

I pull my fingers out of her and suck them clean.

Her pupils blow wide, and I see the shudder that rocks her so hard she nearly collapses. I catch her, pulling her onto the bed.

I want to fuck her mouth, fist her hair while I drive deep, but the hunger to feel her pussy around me wins out.

I strip in seconds and drop onto the mattress, pulling her over me, her sex in my face, a thigh on either side of my head.

Jackie smells like good sex, hunger, satisfaction.

“Ride my tongue. I want you to sit on my face until you come. Feed me, wife.”

Despite my words, I grip her waist, giving her no choice but to grind on my face. I pull her down again and again, drinking her sweetness until I make her climax.

I sit up, and with her still straddling me, I slide into her wet heat.

The test results came back. Tonight will be the first time I fuck her without protection, finally able to go all the way.

I capture her lips, devouring them. Her hands hold my face, kissing me back with equal hunger.

I fuck her mouth with my tongue while I sink her down on my cock.

Jackie moans, panicked, trying to wriggle free, the position leaving her too vulnerable. I don’t move for a few seconds, learning her body. She’ll get used to it; she’s not fragile. Jackie doesn’t want tenderness—her diaries showed me that clearly. She wants rough fucks, spankings, her hair pulled while I pound into her hard.

The pleasure of sliding into her is almost painful, her tight heat robbing me of sanity.

Slowly, she lowers herself, swallowing me with that small, greedy cunt.

I dig my fingers into her ass and drive into her completely.

The feeling of her squeezing me is so delicious I shut my eyes for a moment.

She doesn’t move—completely filled, completely owned. ‘Her breathing is ragged, her pussy fluttering in little spasms.

I’ve barely entered her and Jackie is already close to coming again.

I make her ride me, and she whimpers. Gripping her ass, I force her to take me down to the base and then seat her fully on my cock.

“Ahhhh . . .”

I mutter every prayer I remember, because the sensation of being so deep inside her is divine, so good it drags me to the edge.

I kiss her mouth, slip my hand between us, and rub her clit.

She shudders, clinging to my shoulders, bouncing on my cock.

I never stop stroking her clit, and she bites into my chest as if to stifle her cries.

“I want to hear you. Don’t hold back.”

Her hot, wet pussy rides me in a steady rhythm, her walls stretching to take me.

I stretch my legs beneath her, pushing her back a little. “Put both hands on the mattress, beside my legs.”

She stays straddling my cock, but her body reclines back, feet planted firmly on the bed, giving me an unobstructed view of her pussy devouring me.

“Ride me, Jackie. Ride me hard.”