Page 53 of Coercion

I look back at her face. “I told you before, Ruby. You can have whatever you want, you only have to ask.”

“I want you.” She says reaching out, grabbing my cock that’s weeping with its need for her. “I want you, Preston.”

I run my fingers down between her lips. She arches her back as she gasps and she spreads her legs a little wider for me.

“My sweet, innocent wife.” I say. “By the time I’m done with you, you won’t be so innocent.”

She whimpers, rocking her hips, showing me every way she can that she wants this.

I slip one finger inside her, then another. She feels so fucking perfect. So fucking wet. As I curl them up, she loses herself in the feel of it, and she shuts her eyes.

Only, I can’t have that. I won’t have that. I want her to know who’s touching her, who’s giving her this, I want her to remember exactly who owns her now. Who grants her pleasure. Who gives her everything she ever needs.

“Open your eyes.” I order. “Look your husband in the face when he’s fucking you.”

She does it immediately. Staring back at me like she thinks she’s pissed me off.

But her cunt is dripping.

She lets out a moan, reaching out like she wants my cock back in her hands.

“Not yet.” I say. I want to taste her. I want to have her juices all over my mouth before I get my finale.

I slide off the couch, spread her legs wide, holding her thighs in place and lower my lips to her. She lets out a whimper, not one of pleasure, but fear.

“Let your husband show you what his tongue can do.” I say, staring up at her.

She looks like a goddess, she looks so regal, bared wide just for me, and I’m ready to worship at her altar for as long as she allows me access.

She gulps, staying still, obviously trusting that whatever this is, I won’t hurt her.

As I sashay my tongue up between her lower lips she gasps in shock.

“That feel good, Ruby?”

She nods.

“You like my mouth on you?”

She nods again, like I’ve made her speechless.

“How about you show me how much you like it, wife.” I say. “Come on my mouth. Come for me and make your husband proud.”

She gulps but I don’t give her time for any more of a reaction. I’m too lost in this, driven half mad by the delicious taste of her.

I suck her clit in between my lips. She moans louder, rocking her hips. With two fingers, I spear her once more. I want thistime to be memorable. I want it to be earth shattering. I want her to fall apart beneath me.

She starts riding my mouth, shoving her cunt as hard into me as she can. I wrap a hand under her perfect, peachy arse and hold her in place. I want to control this, I want her to come on my terms.

She starts writhing, kicking out, but I don’t relent. I swirl my tongue, I tease her, never taking my eyes from her face.

“Oh god.” She gasps. “God.”

I can hear she’s close. I can see the way she’s getting so flushed.

“Come for me, Ruby. Come for your husband like the good girl you are.”

She whimpers, shutting her eyes and this time I let her. I suck her clit harder, forcing her over the edge and suddenly she’s screaming, locking her legs around my head, thrashing like some creature possessed.