Page 9 of The Marriage Demand

Was she ready for what she was about to do? Hell, no.

Winnie didn’t even know exactly what she planned to do.

All she knew was that she woke up in bed.

The pain was more than manageable, and it was strange, but she had an undeniable urge to seduce her husband, something she had never done before.

There was a silk negligee she had seen in a shop a few months ago, and she had purchased it on a whim.

She never thought she was going to use it, because she and Elias didn’t have that kind of relationship.

Although, she had hoped for it.

Now, she just wanted to be with him.

Winnie looked at him and saw how quickly he put down the work he’d been glaring at.

She didn’t know what had him troubled.

For now, she just wanted to be with her husband.

Stepping closer to him, she had no idea what she was doing, and went with instinct.

She was tempted to sit down on his desk, but then she thought about something else, and sunk to her knees before him.

Elias didn’t say a word.

He watched her, and she loved that he did.

She reached for the belt buckle and began to loosen it.

Her nerves had increased, but she took her time.

After she did the belt, she went for the button, then the zipper, and wondered why he couldn’t have worn some lounge pants.

She had never seen Elias in anything other than suit pants or jeans. Rarely the latter, though.

He lifted up for her, so she could pull his pants down, and next, he had his boxer briefs, which followed suit.

With them around his ankles, she couldn’t help but look at the thickness of his cock.

He was already rock-hard, and she hadn’t even touched him.

She didn’t want to ruin this, so she gripped him in her palm, being careful not to grip too tight.

The tip glistened with pre-cum, and she kissed the very top, then pressed her tongue against him, before taking him into her mouth.

She heard him groan, and she looked up at him.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” she said.

“Fuck me, Winnie.”

He reached out and gripped her hair into his fists. It wasn’t painful, but sexy.

She waited.

“Don’t use your teeth. Anything else is a go.”

Making sure not to use her teeth, which did feel a little awkward at first, she sucked on his cock, taking him deep into her mouth.

When he hit the back of her throat, she pulled back, circling the tip with her tongue, and then she took more of him into her mouth.

This time, she did moan, as she loved the feel of him.

Each time she tried something new, she looked up to see him.

It was a heady sensation to see him close to losing his composure. She wanted him to be completely mindless with pleasure.

“Fuck, that feels good, Winnie,” he said.

She sucked a little harder, and this time as he hit the back of her throat, she didn’t pull away.

Holding him there, she got used to the feel of him.

Bobbing her head on his length, she was more than content to do what she did.

Elias clearly wasn’t as happy as she thought he would be.

He let go of her hair and grabbed her arms at the same time, making sure not to touch her injured shoulder, quickly pulling her up and off his length.

She wanted to pout, that he had stopped her from enjoying him.

Winnie didn’t get a chance to complain as he took her lips in a searing kiss that made her forget what she was doing.

He placed her on his desk and shoved her negligee up until it was around her waist.

At the same time, he pulled the straps down, and within seconds had released her breasts from the small elastic and lace that cupped them.

His large hands cupped her tits, each of them, his thumbs rubbing across her nipples.

She cried out.

The pleasure was so intense, that at first she couldn’t take it.

Her nipples were incredibly sensitive.

He growled against her lips and broke the kiss, going straight to her neck.

She felt an answering spark between her thighs.

Elias wasn’t done yet, as he nibbled at her neck, sending her arousal higher with each touch.

He bit down on her pulse, and then kissed down to her breasts.

Taking one nipple into his mouth, he sucked on the hard bud, followed by the next. Another moan escaped her. His lips were heaven.

When he bit down, she thought the pain would be more than she could take, but it only increased her arousal.

He moved to her second nipple, licking and sucking at the bud, before he went back to kissing her.

He tipped her back on the desk, and she felt the tip of his cock as he ran between her slit.

She was so wet.

He nudged her clit, making her cry out, but then he went to her entrance, and in one hard, deep thrust, he filled her pussy.

Winnie gasped at the sudden onslaught of pleasure.

She grabbed his arms as before she was even accustomed to the feel of him, he was pulling out, and then he slammed back in.

He wasn’t too gentle.

He grabbed her hips, and the desk didn’t budge as he fucked her hard and fast, then slowed down.

His thrusts became even more of a tease.

She didn’t want him to stop.

Elias pulled away, so only his cock was inside her.

She was spread across his desk, open and willing.

She didn’t know what he was going to do to her, then he licked his fingers and started to play with her clit.

Winnie loved when he did this, teasing her body, bringing her to the peak, and then spilling her over the edge.

His name spilled from her lips, as the pleasure rushed through her body, and it felt so different to anything else she had felt before.

With his cock balls-deep inside her, it felt different.

She was full, and there was pleasure there as well as he filled her.

“That’s it, Winnie,”

he said.

“Come for me.”

She screamed his name, as her body did exactly as he bid. Coming on his cock, she didn’t have time to come down from her high before he was fucking her harder, faster, driving in deeper. Staring into his eyes, she felt that connection with him that was so acute. This was her husband, the man she loved, and yet she still had to tell him exactly how she felt.

Winnie didn’t look away. She was so enraptured by his gaze, and there was no reason to look away.

When he came, she felt it pulse within her body, and in an odd feeling, she had to wonder if this would be the moment she finally became pregnant.

****

Elias climbed out of his car and looked toward the building that had caught his attention the other night. After fucking his wife over his desk, he carried her through to the bedroom, where he proceeded to make love to her several more times before she fell asleep.

Sleep wouldn’t come to him. He instead got back to work and started to look through the paperwork related to this very mechanic shop. It was in the middle of nowhere, between a few towns, and it was known as one of the last places for several hundred miles, to buy gas. When he purchased this, he had every intention of selling it and perhaps going into real estate. Until he had seen the profit this place turned over. Instead, he invested in the shop, and was shocked each time he got the quarterly figures.

Until last night.

Those figures had been on his desk for a couple of weeks, and it was only now that he had the time to go through them because of the Bozo bullshit.

It was odd, he owned this garage for an entire decade, and during that time never once had it been a loss. Now, it was.

His men had already come on ahead, and his suspicions were confirmed. Bozo had decided to hide within plain sight. From what he could tell, the guy he had managing things had turned up in a ditch, his body found just last week, but evidence of him decaying for a couple of months with his throat cut. The garage had been overrun by Bozo.

The piece of shit had been working the garage, and now it did not look like a garage you wanted to stop for gas. There was trash piled high outside the main shop. The main fillers were empty. No deliveries had been made. The last of the gas had been taken.

And now, he entered the shop. Several dead bodies were on the floor. His men had already come and taken care of them.

He made his way out toward the back, where he found Bozo standing, hands cuffed. A couple of caged dogs were barking, trying to get to Bozo. Elias didn’t even want to think about what this piece of shit had done to those dogs.

“You did it, you caught me,”

Bozo said.

“Yeah, I did,”

Elias said.

“Come on then, tell me what gave the game away?”

Bozo asked with a smile. The moment he smiled he revealed several gold teeth.

“The quarterly reports,”

Elias said.

He had never taken the time to really look at Bozo and now that he did, he didn’t like him. The man had an attitude problem a mile long. The piece of shit looked cocky, like he thought he was going to find a way to get out of this situation. The few men that had been working for him were dead.

“Fuck me, are you serious? Those reports? That’s what did this?”

Elias didn’t like this man. He knew he was no one to judge, but this man was cruel. He had no morals. He took and took like he thought it was his right to do so. Anger filled him as he thought about the lives this man had hurt.

Again, it wasn’t his right to judge. He wasn’t here as a good man. But he followed his own code. Hurting young girls crossed the line. He did not force girls to work for him. He had few morals, but he stuck by them, as well as a code. Civilians were not to be harmed.

Now, he looked at the man that had caused so much pain, and it was only a matter of time before he killed him.

“You know you’re going to die today,”

Elias said.

“Yeah, well, you’re a fucking coward. Bringing your men to do the dirty work.”

Elias laughed.

“You’re just not used to having men be loyal without a cost.”

He stepped closer.

“You had to offer your men something tangible that they could feel. Me, I just had to give them a chance. That’s the difference between you and me.”

“How is your wife?”

Bozo asked.

“Is that what you’re doing here? You think you’re going to tell me my wife is in danger?”

“Nah, no one would even touch her. I tried to get contract killers to take her out, but it would seem she is protected up to the fucking stars.”

Bozo started to laugh.

“It did make me wonder if she had a golden pussy. I mean, no whore has a cunt that good.”

Elias didn’t even allow him to finish that laughter as he throat-punched him. No one talked about his woman with such disrespect. Winnie was not some whore.

“Do you think you’re clever for even thinking of leaving my wife alone? You’re wrong. By coming after me, you hit my wife.”

“Yeah, well, even that bullet didn’t get a good enough target,”

Bozo said, choking on air.

“It should have killed at least you or your wife.”

Elias pulled out a knife, and without another word, he plunged it into the man’s guts. Extracting it, he slammed it in again, then again, and again. He didn’t stop until Bozo had taken his last breath, and even then, he wasn’t satisfied.

No one would take a contract that involved his wife. At least the warning he sent out had been good for something. Winnie needed to be protected.

Looking down at his clothes, he was pissed off to see he had gotten that piece of shit’s blood on them, and it would require washing them.

Turning to his men, he looked at the garage and weighed his options. He could either burn the whole thing down and start again. Or, he could call his cleaning crew, and that way, he’d find someone to take the manager’s place and have the garage turning a profit in no time.

He was a businessman, so he put a call through to his cleaning crew.