Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 62497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
“I’m going to fuck this mouth.” Stepping back, he smirks. “Then I’m going to fuck you nice and slow and make you scream my name at least three times before I let you pass out.”
“So kind of you,” I reply with a smile.
“Husband,” he says.
“What?”
“Say, ‘So kind of you, husband.’” I bite my lip at his command.
“Husband.”
He shakes his head, and I know I’m playing with him. Then he pushes me against the wall, grabs my hands, and pins them above my head.
“Say it again,” he growls.
“Whatever you need, husband.”
We both look down at the same time to see his cock bounce. I guess he likes it when I call him husband.
“That’s my good wife.” He lets go of my wrists and turns slightly, then he lifts me but in such a way I flip completely upside down. He pushes me against the wall, and my hands land on his calves to hold on as he grips my ankles. His cock is in my face now. “Now, be a good wife and open wide.” I do as he says, and he slowly pushes his pelvis toward me. His cock slides into my mouth, and I feel him spit on my pussy.
His hips move, and my mouth takes him as much as possible. As he starts thrusting, his mouth meets my pussy, and if I could wiggle, I would. But I’m currently upside down and unable to do so. He gives me one last long lick before he flips me right-side up, and my legs give out, and I fall to the floor.
My mouth is sore, and my pussy is throbbing for more. His hand, which has my name tattooed on it, closes around my throat. Then he leans over for something, and as he does, I look up through my lashes and hear a click. He smiles—a big smile—before he shows me what he’s done.
It’s me, but my naked body is covered by his hand from the angle he took it from as I sit on my knees, and my name is there around my neck. I look…
Hot.
Really hot.
Scorching.
“Send me that,” I say.
“Why? Do you plan to show your new followers who you belong to?” he asks, and I smirk.
I do. I plan to do just that.
He lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist.
“I love you, wife.”
I’m sure a tear leaves my eyes at his words.
“I love you too,” I say, then I lean in to kiss him.
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