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She gave me the sweetest smile as she let her pussy glide over the mushroom head of my dick, the sweet bliss almost too much to bear. “I love you too, Mr. Price.”
“I cannot wait to tell the whole world you’re my fucking wife.”
“Until death do us part,” she whispered against my lips before kissing me and lowering herself over the first inch of my cock.
She winced, and I slowed her movement. “Easy, Ness. There’s no rush, and I haven’t gotten you wet enough yet.”
Her breath hitched, and she stilled, clinging to me in a way that told me she was savoring the moment. "Atticus," she breathed, squeezing her eyes shut as she braced herself on my shoulders.
I reached between us, my fingers finding her clit and teasing it as her hips bucked in response. "That's it, Ness," I murmured against her lips, my voice husky with desire. "Let me hear you."
She gasped, biting down on her lower lip to stifle a moan as I continued to stroke her sensitive bud. Her hands clawed at my shirt, the fabric pulling and tearing under the fervency of her grip. There was a wild look in her eyes, one that made my heart throb with a mixture of lust and love.
"Look at you," I whispered, pressing my thumb harder against her clit. She whimpered at the sensation, her body trembling as she tried to stay still. "You're so beautiful when you're spread out for me."
The car swerved a little, and Gwen rocked back onto me, the sensation sending shivers down both our spines. I moaned low, wrapping an arm around her waist to steady her.
"I need…" she gasped, struggling to get the words out.
"What do you need, Ness?" I asked teasingly, knowing full well what she wanted but enjoying the game too much to give in immediately.
"I need… you," she pleaded in a strained whisper, pushing herself down onto my length with a desperate cry. Her pussy clamped around me tightly, sending jolts of pleasure through my body as she began to ride me.
"You feel so fucking good stretched around my cock," I groaned, watching as she threw her head back. Her breasts bounced with each movement she made, nipples hard and begging for my touch. I reached up and took one between my fingers, tugging until her body jerked in pleasure.
Gwen’s pace quickened as we continued our sinfully erotic dance in the backseat of the limo. The world outside ceased to exist in those moments. It was just her, me, and our raw, carnal needs.
"Atticus," she whimpered, her voice a fragile echo in the quiet car. "I can’t… I’m going to…"
When I could feel that telltale quiver, I sucked on her nipple and gently traced a finger over the tight pucker of her ass.
Her gasp was sharp and surprised as her gaze darted to the partition. "Oh, Atticus…" Her voice came out in weak, needy mewls as my finger circled her tight hole.
"Focus on your husband fucking your sweet pussy. Don’t worry about him. Eyes on me.” When our eyes met, the pure desire in her look was intoxicating.
"Yes," she whispered, arching her back to give me better access. Her walls clenched around my cock as I gently slid a finger into her ass, making her cry out. "Fuck, Atticus!"
"That's it," I praised, pulling back only to thrust deeper into her wet cunt and hot ass simultaneously. The way she shivered under my touch, the way she moaned my name, it was all too much.
"Good girl." The words came out strained as the pleasure started to build up within me. She tightened around me even more when I whispered those sweet words, and it sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout my body.
Her movements became more erratic as she desperately tried to chase her release. "I'm close, Atticus," Gwen whimpered, nails digging into my skin.
"Then come for me, Ness," I commanded, my voice a low growl in her ear. "Let me feel you."
Her response was an earth-shattering cry. The walls of her pussy contracted around me, pulsating with the rhythm of her release. Her body shook from the intensity, her nails leaving semi-circular imprints on my shoulders.
"Fuck… Oh fuck, Atticus!" she screamed, spurring my climax, which was already teasing at the edges. I emptied myself inside her with a deep, animalistic growl, feeling her orgasm milk every last drop from me.
The sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure so intense that we both collapsed against each other, panting heavily. The only sounds that filled the car were our ragged breathing and the faint hum of the engine.
I couldn't catch my breath. Harsh pants tore out of my chest. "Fucking hell, Gwen, you're going to kill me."
The smile she gave me was wide and more than a little naughty. It made me want to bury my face in her pussy and make her come again. She’d been so loud, chanting my name just the way I liked.
I wanted to stay inside her, to use her dress for covering as I carried her inside our building with her pussy still pulsing around my dick.
But she was more practical than I was, and I stared at my wife as she slowly eased herself up off my cock and gave me a devilish grin. "I aim to please."
