Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79087 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79087 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
I’m not sure how, but I got Victor’s clothes off his body, and I was even able to do it while sitting on the edge of the bed. This time, there was no looking away.
I looked at Victor’s body, the thickness, heavily inked, and knew he was mine. Just as I belonged to him.
I was not going to ask Ivan to give us a divorce. Even though we had promised not to love one another, I wanted to be his friend. I wanted us to have this mutual understanding between us. Friendship was better than love. At least, that was what I kept telling myself, and I wanted to believe it. I was more than willing to believe it.
He kissed me, pulling me into his arms, and then pushing me back down onto the bed. I expected Victor to just fuck me, to make love to me, but for it to be better than our wedding night.
Victor had other ideas as he broke the kiss to trail his lips down my body. It made me melt. I cried out as he went to my tits, taking a nipple into his mouth, then moving onto the other one and taking it into his mouth. The pull went straight between my thighs. I tried to press them together, to ease that need, but Victor’s body stopped me.
He was full of surprises tonight, as he started to kiss down my body. I expected him to stop, but he kept going, spreading my legs as he did. When his tongue ran through my slit, I nearly came right off the bed. It was so unexpected and felt so damn good.
He didn’t stop there. Victor delved down, then plundered my pussy with his tongue, and I cried out, taken aback by how good it felt. He drew his tongue back up, started to work my clit, and that was when I realized I must have died and gone straight to Heaven. It felt so good. Better than good. I whimpered.
I didn’t know how I would be able to survive this, then he took me to the edge, toppling me over, and I wanted more. So much more.
Thrusting me over the edge into an orgasm that had my toes curling. His name spilling from my lips, over and over again. I couldn’t keep up. I just kept saying his name.
And then he moved me up the bed, and I was more than ready for this. This felt better than my wedding night. I was never going to forget this.
Victor settled between my thighs and looked into my eyes. “Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes.”
He reached between us and I felt the tip of his cock as he placed it at my entrance. I didn’t feel afraid. I knew this wasn’t going to hurt.
But Victor took his time. Inch by inch, he sunk inside me, and there was no pain. I couldn’t help but tense to start, but that soon went away as I realized there was not going to be any pain. The orgasm he had given me had left me soaking wet. I was more than ready.
He was almost completely inside me, then he let go of his dick and took hold of my hands, locking our fingers together. He pressed them either side of my head, pushing me to the bed, and then thrust the last couple of inches inside me, and this made me cry out. The pleasure was intense.
He held himself perfectly still and took possession of my lips. He felt so big, so hard, and I wanted more. I didn’t want him to stop, so I started to wriggle.
Victor didn’t break the kiss, not once, and began to rock inside me, going harder and deeper. He moved, dancing with my body, and he started by making love. Slow, long strokes, that made me ache for more. I wanted him so badly.
When he sped up, I was more than ready. The pace changed, and I felt his desperation as he finally let go and showed me that even when he had no control, there was no pain. It felt so good.
And then, I saw him find his release. It was then I realized I loved having sex with my husband, and I never wanted to stop.
Chapter Fourteen
Victor
I had awoken a beast and I fucking loved it.
Holding onto my wife’s hips as she took her pleasure, following my guidance as she rode me on the sofa of Ivan’s main room. It wouldn’t be long before we headed back to reality and with it, the risk to her life. For now, I was going to enjoy our peace and quiet.
I pulled her down onto my length and groaned. I felt the pull of her within my balls.
Since last night, we had sex four times. This was our fifth time. I had made her orgasm every single one of those times, and watching her now was a fucking dream. The way she moved.