Page 37 of Relentless
“Fuck, I missed this body, Dove. Do you have any idea how many times I’ve played out our times together in my head? How many times I’ve jerked off to the memory of your lips wrapped around my cock? To the sensation of your pussy sucking me deep, milking me until I’m fucking dry.”
She whimpers like a needy little whore.
“You want it, don’t you, Dove? I bet you're already soaking your thighs with your need for my cock.”
Pulling her hips from the wall, I slide my hand down her stomach until my fingertips find the smooth skin of her mound and then the slickness of her folds.
A growl rumbles deep in my chest as I circle her clit, coating my digits in her juices.
“Oh God.” She gasps as I continue teasing her.
Her head falls back on my shoulder, and I finally let go of some of the tension I’ve been carrying around since the moment she passed out in Reid’s arms.
“Been too long since I tasted you, Dove,” I say, smirking when she complains as I remove my fingers from her and push them into my mouth instead. “So fucking sweet,” I mutter.
“Please,” she begs.
“Oh, little dove. You’re such a needy little whore. I love it. Put your hands on the wall and stick your ass out. Let me see you.”
When she doesn’t immediately comply, I press my palm between her shoulder blades and shove her forward.
“You don’t deserve to fuck me again,” she seethes.
I can’t help but laugh as I shove my boxers down, freeing my aching dick.
“I never said I deserved anything, Dove. Isn’t going to stop me from taking.”
“Asshole,” she hisses.
“Fight all you like. You know you want it. Your pussy is practically crying for me to fill it up.”
“I can give myself what I need.”
“Now I know you’re lying. For as beautiful as you look doing just that, you can’t get yourself off like I can. Now stick that ass out and let me see you.”
The second she follows orders, my palm cracks across her flawless skin. It instantly reddens with a handprint so bright, I can clearly see it in the early morning glow. Precum leaks from my slit at the sight.
“So fucking beautiful,” I muse before taking myself in my hand and rubbing the head of my dick through her wetness.
But just before I push inside, I change my mind and drop to my knees. I need more of her taste on my tongue before I sink inside her.
“Julian,” she screams when I grip her ass cheeks in my hands and lick her clit to asshole.
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“Julian.”
My wife’s needy, desperate cries fill the cell and echo off the bare walls and floors, ensuring I hear them over and over again. As if once wasn’t enough to get the message through.
I hear it loud and fucking clear.
“Fucking addicted to this pussy.” His words are muffled, and I can only imagine why.
Squeezing my eyes closed, I clench my jaw so hard, I’m amazed one of my back teeth doesn’t crack with the force.
My cock aches listening to them, imagining what they’re doing.