Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 36428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Ragged breaths from my wife hit the night air, pleading to be robbed.
Obliterated.
I imprison her bottom lip between my teeth and cut short her ability to gasp when I sync my tugs to my thrusts, ferociously yanking both halves of her into me. The flavor of her lipstick fuses with droplets of her blood, creating a taste, I instantaneously spread across her tongue. Plastering the mixture the length of her powerful muscle at the same time I frantically pound her pussy inspires the uncaged beast that I am to slam into her harder.
Ram her rougher and rougher and rougher until the brick starts to shred the material shielding her back.
The very idea of her dripping blood for me the way I drip blood for her spurs me to fuck faster.
Has my tongue oscillating between lapping up the metallic mixture and lashing out orders for servitude.
Crazed grunts escape on every jerk forward, crawling out my chest and into every cell in her system. I persistently heave, each hit brushing her clit, promising an orgasm yet slipping away before it can actually be done. Being filled yet unfulfilled has her tight muscles ceaselessly constricting around my cock, refusing to let it go.
Imploring it to give her soaking wet pussy what it wants.
Needs.
Muted moans transpose into trapped screams that shake my secure foundation. Unleashing her mouth allows the sounds to seep into the night air as I regain my footing. Restore my stability. Scrape my bare feet across the terrain while diabolically purring, “You ache, Minun Herrani?”
She whimpers in desperation.
Sinks her nails in further, kicks her feet, and feverishly rocks her hips to work every inch of my shaft.
“You answer your beast when he asks question,” I growl, hammering harder. Harsher. Forehead crashing to hers. “You give him respect he earn.”
Mumbled curses precede her clawing her fingers down my trembling chest. “Yes.” Tossing her head back results in it hitting the wall. “Yes!”
Loving the sight as much as the sound I increase my speed.
Brutality.
Brutishly buck and demand, “Answer in Russian.”
My wife clutches onto my pecks, pussy contracting so tightly that my balls thoughtlessly rush upward to fill her nonverbal request. “Da.”
Slight faltering in my strokes is followed by a second command. “Answer in Finnish.”
“Joo.” Her legs frenetically wobble against my frame, words airy and anxious. “Joo! Joo!”
“Beg to come on beast cock,” my voice rasps against her quivering lips.
Remy’s breath hitches at the same time her eyes squeeze shut.
“Do it.” It takes everything in me to ignore the unmistakable tingle that’s beginning at the base of my sac. “Beg for his cum.”
“Fuck!” she voraciously barks on an impatient slap to my chest. “Make me come! Make me come! Make me-” the words are severed on the next stroke of my cock prompting her to scream, “Yavok!”
Her white-hot, wet thrums drench my dick to the point I can’t take it anymore.
Scorching surges sear her convulsing muscles, simultaneously engulfing her orgasm and sparking another. Remy bangs her head in bliss against the brick. Whips it frantically from side the side. Wrenches herself into the rabid rocking while repeatedly wailing my name in such a way those overhearing wouldn’t know whether she’s entering heaven or begging to be rescued from hell.
I let my eyes selfishly soak in the soul shaking vision I would enter any battle, in any country, at any time to keep.
Things will continue to change between us over the years.
They must.
For the businesses to grow, for the Syndicate to stay stable, for our children to have an empire of more than dirt, things have to progress.
They have to evolve.
We have to evolve.
This I know.
But the other thing I know?
The thing that pumps through the very fiber of my being?
It’s that no matter where life takes us or what it throws our direction, my love for Remy won’t ever change.
I am the light to her dark.
I am the sun to her moon.
I am the lock for which only she will ever hold the key.