Page 16 of His Beguiled Bride
“I called my dad,” she suddenly says to my surprise and that shiver in her lip increases. “He didn’t pick up.”
“Beloved...” I breathe and she quickly gasps and shakes herself.
“Sorry. I didn’t come here to get a pity party...or a free session,” she adds with a mutter and her eyes go to the chaise. “Or maybe I do need a free session. Is this where people lie down and tell you everything?”
Only you. I don’t allow anyone else to lay on it. It’s been her personal throne since day one.
She doesn’t wait for an answer but drops down and it feels so normal, like any other day at the office. Putting her hands on her stomach, she asks,
“Now what?”
I look down at her. “Now you tell me how you feel.”
“Is that it...?” she says, letting out a little laughing before adding, “physically?”
“If you want,” I rasp and I already know what she’s after and the corner of my eye twitches from how badly I need her.
“Then I feel...aroused.” She licks her lip. “Maker, I came because I couldn’t stand being away from you even for an hour.” Her face turns pink. “Isn’t that embarrassing? As soon as you left I tried to get myself under control, distract myself but it didn’t work:”
“That must have been hard for you. To feel so powerless.”
Then again, now she knows how I feel.
“Yes...” she pants and I put on my glasses so that I can see every little detail of hers and my hands go underneath her dress and I tug her underwear down, groaning silently at the way she eagerly wiggles.
“Do you want us to work on that?” I ask, sitting down beside her and she nods. “Then I’m going to need you wide-open.” I pull her knees apart, groaning when she flares and glistens with a burst of wetness. The more I look the more Madlen whimpers, wiggling around on my leather until she soaks it and little flushes of pink pop up all over her body. I’ve told her once I’m a slave to her but she doesn’t know how harshly I’ve been chained.
I am so under her control that I get an urge to reassert myself and I unbuckle my belt and pull down my pants. Madlen’s eyes flare and before I get a chance to react she leans up and puts me in between her lips and I let out a curse.
“Easy beloved, easy...your face is too delicate for this...I shouldn’t have...”
I try to pull back but she shakes her head, moaning and swirls her tongue around and I lose myself to the pleasure. Her hands pump me, her mouth working me with a rhythm I’ve only fantasized about and I don’t need to guide her, she’s doing this relentlessly, exquisitely...and I tense when suspicions arise.
Grabbing a handful of her hair, I pull my cock out of her mouth and it slaps against her chest.
“You’ve done this before.” I rasp. “Haven’t you?” That’s why she’s so good. That’s how she knows exactly what to do.
Madlen shakes her head. “I don’t k...know. I don’t think s...so.”
She looks so confused and the guilt that follows is crippling. I drag a breath. I got ahead of myself. She hasn’t done it before. My bride to be is simply a natural. She’s gifted of course she is and I find my way back into her lips and they cushion and suck until I see stars behind my eyes. I’ll never forget the way she looks right now, her youth and beauty and I thrust until she gags and I withdraw, fearing I’ll spill in her mouth.
“Use my pussy, Maker,” Madlen gasps and her eyes turn distressed. “Please use my pussy instead.”
“I’ll use it, beloved,” I reassure her, “I’ll use it so many times that it won’t be yours anymore and you’re going to have to give it to me whenever I require my daily dose ofmypussy.” Flipping her on her stomach, I snatch her hips to me until the most precious and blossoming part of her is hanging in front of my face like a painting only I am allowed to watch.
“Not mine,” she pants in agreement, “ yours...”
Her hips twirl around in a circle and I clasp them, pulling her butt cheeks aside and I’m transfixed, could stare for hours but both our bodies have other urges and I plummet into her and her moan drums in my veins. I’m going to take her over the edge and I thrust into her until she’s making claw marks on my green leather and her back curves hard, giving me more access to her, deepening the penetration but this is more than just penetration.
Its infiltration. I know her mind, her emotions and now I know her body. There’s nowhere I haven’t been, she’s welcomed me into all parts of her and her graciousness reduces me to my core. I shake for this girl. Itremblefor her. I see and know nothing but her anymore. Raising my hand, I remove my glasses and brush sweat off my forehead and snap with my hips and raze her little body until she goes silent and there’s no moans anymore. Only pure compliance.
Cupping her tit with one hand I squeeze it and give her curvy ass a slap with my other one. I regret it instantly and caress her beautiful buttocks instead and she looks over her shoulder and gives me a grateful smile before her face strains, a look of wonder and greed in her eyes. Her mouth opens in shock as he body violently twitches and I gently push her head down before we both blow up.
It’s beautiful. Its fireworks. Above all it is untainted.
This...this right here is not a lie.
Madlen’s eyes flutter as she looks at me and a grin crosses her face. It wrecks me in its simple beauty and I kiss her cheeks, her throat, nuzzle her to let her know she’s precious. Her eyes are dimmed, satisfied up until she bites her lip and gives me a look of hesitance.