Page 86 of Thorns of Deceit

Our tongues tangled, the need all-consuming. Pushing her back against the tile, I trailed my lips down her neck as she tipped her head back, giving me better access.

My cock throbbed at her display of submission.

I bit into her soft flesh, one hand still propping her up by her ass. On impulse, I brought my other free hand to her mouth, my finger trailing her plump lips. As if on instinct, her lips parted and her mouth closed over my digit, her tongue sliding along the tip.

“On your knees.” The rough demand left my mouth, and instead of indignation, she slid down to the tile floor. Fuck, how that pleased me.

“You please me, wife,” I praised as she watched me with adoration, her eyes glimmering with lust. “Wrap those pouty lips around my cock.”

“You want to fuck my mouth, sir?” she breathed, her skin flushing anew. It was such a fucking turn-on. I’d come to the conclusion that as long as I talked filthy, my wife would let me fuck her all day.

“Yes, I do. No more talking,” I rasped. “Take my dick like I know you want to.”

“Yes, sir.” My lips curved into a half-smile. She had to have the last word, didn’t she? But before I could punish her, her hand gripped the base of my cock, making it twitch at her touch.

She took me deeply into her warm mouth and a groan left me as she slid me to the back of her throat, pumping her soft hand up and down my shaft. I couldn’t tear my eyes off her, memorizing every second of her like this: head bobbing back and forth as she licked and sucked my cock.

Much like the other time, I didn’t expect to last long.

My hand came around her nape and I slid my fingers into her hair, fisting it. I tugged it gently, ensuring her eyes were on me as she sucked.

My dick slipped from her mouth and her eyes came up, hesitation in her dark gaze.

“Is something wrong?” she asked while water droplets fell on my back, sheltering her face.

“No, everything is perfect,” I murmured. “Your mouth feels too good.”

Her hands came to my thighs and I guided my cock back into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the tip and I jerked my hips forward.

“Fuck yeah… Just like that. Such a good wife,” I praised.

She made a littlemmmmnoise like she was enjoying it too, and it made it even better for me. The bob of her head slowed down and I reached out, my fingers entwining into her silky black hair.

“Don’t let up. Don’t fucking stop until I tell you to.”

Her eyes locked on me, and her moans sent vibrations straight up my spine.

“That’s right,mo cuishle,” I rasped. “Fuck… Just like that. Take all of me.”

I went to slide my dick out of her mouth before I blew my load all over her tongue and down her throat. Though, it was exactly what I wanted to do, I wanted to smear my cum over every single part of her.

But Raven refused to let my cock slip from her lips, sucking me harder, licking, until I spilled down her throat. I watched her struggle to swallow it and then her tongue darted across her lip, taking every drop.

I dragged her to her feet and crushed my lips to hers, tasting myself.

“Did you like me fucking your pretty mouth?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Your mouth is heaven. I can’t wait to do that again…”

She whimpered, pressing her thighs together, and slumped against me.

“I’d like that,” she whispered.

And then I fucked her again and again. The sun was rising on the horizon when she begged me for a reprieve.

THIRTY-TWO