Page 78 of Coercion

“My slutty wife shows up at my work with no underwear, does she?” I growl.

She rolls her eyes. “I had underwear. You tore it off me, remember?”

I smirk, getting on my knees on the carpet, forcing her legs so wide she does the splits.

“Preston.” She gasps in shock. “I, it’s, it’s still leaking out of me.”

“I know.” I say, already watching the way her cunt is still weeping so beautifully.

She’s red, bruised, sore from how I fucked her but I wouldn’t want her any other way. From now on this is what I want, her body proudly showing off how I use her. Her skin bearing the marks of how her husband worships her.

“Use my come as lube.” I order. “Touch yourself, Ruby, make yourself come while I watch.”

She sits up, moving her hands, spreading her lips wider with one while the other starts circling her clit exactly as I’ve touched her before.

“There’s a good girl.” I say. “There’s my perfect wife.”

She throws her head back moaning. She’s so turned on it takes barely a minute before she starts to flush, before that perfect pussy of hers starts to visibly throb and she comes, pushing out more of my own come as it mixes with her juices.

“So fucking beautiful.” I say.

She shudders, reaching out for me. “Fuck me, Preston. I need you.”

I grab her hips, pulling her around, I should use a condom, I know she’s not on any contraception and ye,t right now, the thought of any barrier between us makes me more mad than I can say.

“I told you to beg, Ruby, do you remember?” I say, lining my cock back up with that needy cunt of hers. “I told you to beg me and you haven’t.”

“I will.” She says reaching up, running her hands over her breasts, teasing her nipples for me to watch. “I’ll beg. I need you Preston, please, please fuck me, now that you’ve started, you can’t stop, you can’t. Fuck me like you love me. Fuck me the way a husband should fuck his wife.”

I lean down over her, grabbing her jaw, staring into those magnificent eyes of hers as I push myself inside her. I missed her reaction last time with how I had her rammed up against that wall and I want to enjoy witnessing every second as I’m sliding inside her.

She gasps, she shudders, she stares back at me as her body adjusts to my cock.

“How’s that feel, wife?”

“So good.” She breathes, like I’ve shoved all the oxygen out of her.

I move a little, pulling out an inch then twisting back in, I want her to fully appreciate the piercings, I want her to revel in how they’ll pleasure her in all the right places.

“Oh fuck.” She groans.

“You like that wife? You like the way my cock teases your insides?”

She bites her lip, nodding.

“I was aggressive with you earlier.” I say, dropping my hands to tease those pert little nipples of hers. They’re so hard theycould cut glass. I tweak them, tightening my grasp as I yank them up until she whimpers and her eyes stream. “If you want me to ease up, if you want me to stop, then you’re going to state it by using the word ‘red’.”

She nods, arching her back, but I can see she’s too consumed by lust to truly pay attention.

“Say the word, tell me you understand.” I order.

“Red.” She gasps.

“There’s a good girl.” I state, before releasing my hold, watching her tits bounce back. They’re so flushed. I slap one and then the other.

She responds to my abuse by dipping her hand down to touch herself and I grin at how liberated she now is, how unashamed she is to take what she wants and not overthink it.

“Anytime, Ruby, anytime you say the word, I’ll stop.”