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Grabbing my leg, he lifts it to my chest, my knee almost touching my shoulder. His strokes are deep and powerful, building my orgasm higher and higher at a blinding speed.
“I’m going to stretch this little pussy with my knot,” he mumbles, staring at where his thick cock penetrates my sex.
“Please,” I mewl.
It feels like all I do is beg for more. Normally, this would disturb me but with Jonah, it feels natural.
His thumb finds my clit and rubs hard circles, pushing me over the abyss into bliss. A scream tears from deep within my soul as his cock kicks inside me before flooding my womb with his seed. His knot expands, locking us together and causing a second, smaller orgasm to cascade through me.
With every breath, I feel little aftershocks as his knot rubs against the walls inside my pussy, forcing more moans from me.
Chapter Thirteen
Jonah
Autumn has been my wife for three days and already my house feels more like a home than it has since I built it a little over a year ago. For a girl that most would assume is a spoiled brat because of the privilege she was raised with, she is the sweetest, most down-to-earth person I have ever met.
We spend our nights in a tangle of naked limbs, her head resting on my chest as she sleeps peacefully. I’ve never slept much but suddenly I am able to fall into deep peaceful bouts of sleep. My heart and soul are at peace so it’s easy to rest.
She loves walking through the bit of forest that surrounds the cabin we call home. She gets excited about seeing deer and constantly picks wildflowers to put everywhere. We have vases full of pretty flowers on every flat surface of the house.
She is out for a walk before we finally head over to her father’s place to pick up her things. She has been living in my clothes these past few days. Don’t get me wrong, I love seeing her in my clothes, but the winter is closing in and I would love for her to have some of her own warm clothes. If today doesn’t work out the way I hope and her father bars her entry to her previous home, we’ll end up going shopping instead.
Either way, today my wife is getting some clothes.
A bolt of arousal slams into me, directly from Autumn. She’s a horny little thing and often comes to me at all times of the day and night to satisfy her needs. Again, you won’t hear me complaining.
Her thoughts filter through to me, our bond finally fully set:This is where my life changed. Where it really began. I was so angry when he forced me to the ground. Now this is a place and a memory I will cherish forever. I wonder if I can get him to chase me again?
Fuck. My cock is a lead pipe in my jeans as I rub my hand over the distended length. I want to storm out of the house and chase her down to fuck her in the dirt. I hold back, though. We need to leave soon if we are going to get everything done today.
Instead, I lean against the counter, drinking my coffee and waiting for my wife to return. It’s only a few minutes later that I hear her footsteps on the front porch before she pushes open the door. I take her in, as beautiful as the day we married, and wearing the same red lace dress.
She places her handful of wildflowers on the coffee table before pushing the straps of her dress off her shoulders. The red lace dress flutters to the floor, leaving her bare to my hungry gaze. She doesn’t have any underwear so she is completely naked.
“I showered this morning,” Autumn says, walking toward me slowly. “I don’t smell like you anymore.”
I frown, anger spiking in my veins. I don’t like that idea.
She smiles serenely, placing her palm in the center of my chest. “I think you should remedy that before we go see my father.”
Turning, she walks to the kitchen table, bending at the waist and lying flat on the wooden surface where we share our meals. She widens her legs, letting me see her dripping pussy. I stare for a long time before placing my cup on the counter and approaching her.
“You know I like to keep any schedule I set,” I say softly, rubbing my hand over the soft skin of her left ass cheek. “Are you trying to tempt me, wife?”
“Is it working?” she asks breathlessly.
“You know it is.”
“Will you fuck me?”
“Maybe. But first I think you need a lesson.”
“Lesson?” Her voice is tainted with confusion.
My palm connects with her ass cheek. The globe wobbles beneath the blow as the flesh pinkens. I’ve come to learn these past few days that my wife likes a little pain with her orgasms. Spanking her pussy, twisting her nipples, pulling her hair, it all only serves to spike her arousal. She couldn’t have been more perfect for me if I designed her in a lab.
A moan rends the air as Autumn pushes up on her toes, presenting her backside for another strike. I don’t like to disappoint my wife, so I oblige and slap her other ass cheek.