Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
And her cunt was dynamite.
For a brief second, I felt light-headed, the blood rushing to my dick so fast. I wasn’t sure what was sexier, her beauty or her obedience. I controlled an uncontrollable woman, conquered a woman who refused to be conquered by anyone. Owning her gave me a thrill down my spine.
Maybe it didn’t matter if she never loved me. Maybe owning her was enough. I had her fidelity, and she had my last name. She was still my property, and with our mixed blood, we would have a family that would keep us bonded forever.
Who gave a fuck if she never loved me?
No one else would ever have her.
My hands gripped her knees and gently separated them, opening her legs so I could see the cunt that my dick had claimed for himself. Her nub was visible, her pussy perfectly groomed to be fucked by her husband.
My cock twitched just looking at it.
My palm flattered against her stomach, and I slid up her body, moving between her tits before I reached the top of the bodysuit fabric. I grabbed a handful then tugged it down, letting her tits pop out. She looked so gorgeous, her long legs open and her pussy inviting. She was so beautiful that she didn’t need makeup; she was fucking perfect.
My cock was so hard it ached.
My arms locked behind her knees, and I opened her wide as I lowered myself onto her body. My cock slid against her pussy, brushing up against her tender flesh as it moved over her clit. My face hung over hers, so close I could hear her breathing quietly. My stomach tightened as the arousal rushed through every single vein in my body. I wanted this woman so much that just being close to her caused my head to spin. Every screw was the best sex of my life…and now I got to have it every single night.
Her fingertips pressed against my hard abs, and she gently slid them up my body, moving over my pecs as she made her way to my face. Slowly, they slipped into my hair as her body relaxed in preparation to take me. Her hands cradled my face to hers so she could kiss me.
Fuck.
I loved kissing her.
Our lips met with mutual softness, a burst of static electricity erupting between us. We breathed into each other before we kissed again, exploring as we both got wet for each other. Our mouths opened farther and tongues were introduced. With charged energy, our bodies started to grind together.
She wanted me as much as she had before…and she hated it.
I pushed on the shaft of my dick to guide myself inside her.
Fuck…that was sweet pussy.
I slid through her tight wetness, expanding her channel as I dominated the territory. I sank deeper and deeper, surrounded by the best cunt in the world. She made other women look like hell. It was bittersweet to be reunited with her bare skin instead of being covered by latex while I fucked a woman I didn’t give a damn about.
I loved fucking my wife.
I slid inside until I was balls deep, my entire frame rigid because I’d just taken a hit of ecstasy.
And it always felt this way…every single time.
She took a deep breath when she felt me stretch her, her fingers clawing down my back as she moaned into my mouth. She widened her legs farther and moaned as she started to grind with me, taking my cock with her usual enthusiasm. Her lips trembled against mine, shaking as she breathed.
My hips worked to thrust deep and hard, to pound that pussy and make it mine. This was the one thing always on my mind, all day, every day. When I walked in the door, I didn’t want to make small talk with her mom or tell Helena what I wanted for dinner. I wanted to head upstairs and screw Sofia until she came around my dick.
It felt so good that it didn’t seem real.
Fuck, how could pussy be this good?
Her hand moved to my ass, and she dragged me deep into her. “Hades…” Like we were back in time, two lovers that couldn’t keep their hands off each other, we ground and moaned together, unable to get enough. She wanted me more than any other man, let me come inside her because I was the only one worthy of having the honor.
I pressed my forehead to hers and kept fucking. “Wife.”
7
Sofia
Hades wasn’t kidding about his demands.
When he walked in the door after work, he expected sex. If I wasn’t naked on the bed or dressed in lingerie, there were always consequences. There was no deviation in his routine, never a day when he just wasn’t in the mood.
He always wanted it.
He preferred to take me on the edge of the bed, my face down and my ass in the air. It was usually a quick fuck. He took out all his stress and frustration from the day on me, fucking me until I screamed.