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I fully intend to go into that bedroom, straddle her body with both of my hands wrapped around her neck, and squeeze, but as soon as I enter the room, I stop dead.
Rieta’s lying on her side in that big bed, hands curled on the pillow, her hair a soft, dark cloud around her. For a second, my anger vanishes.
So fucking beautiful.
I need to know if there’s any sign of another man on her body. His bites. His fingers bruising as he claimed her. Grasping the bedclothes, I slowly pull them down, revealing my pretty wife’s sleeping body. She looks even more vulnerable as she lies there with her legs bare, only a white T-shirt protecting her sweet body. My gaze travels down her thighs to her calves and her cute little feet. I remember the sensation of those soft thighs wrapped around me. In my mind, I hear her whimpers of pleasure as I took her virginity on my desk. It’s been so long ago now, but the memories are vivid. I’ve thought about that every day since everything went to shit.
We could have been happy. That makes me so angry. Almost as angry as the thought of what she’s been doing since I’ve been gone.
That makes mefurious.
I seize hold of her T-shirt and drag it up, revealing the curves of her hips, the softness of her stomach, and the delicate undersides of her breasts. My cock is rock hard and standing at attention. I should shake her awake, but there’s something alluring about the sight of my sleeping wife. Right now, she belongs to no one but me. I’m holding her prisoner in her dreams while I get to look at her, touch her…
Taste her.
Fuck, I need to taste her.
While she’s asleep, I can adore her however I want to. The anger and bruises can come later.
I stroke her luscious body, and she moans and rolls onto her back for me. What a good girl, giving me even better access. Leaning in close, I suck on her nipples, one after the other. My cock is so hard now that my balls are aching. I reach down and undo my pants, dragging my cock out and squeezing it. A heavybreath stirs her hair. Her lips are parted slightly, and I run my eyes over her beautiful face and tight nipples.
Moving carefully, I push her thighs apart and move down her body, pressing my mouth against her as I go. Desperate. Starving. I push my tongue into her slit and lick upward with a hungry swipe. Her taste bursts in my mouth, and I find her swollen clit. “Cara mia. Fuck, I’ve missed you.”
She stirs, turning her head restlessly on the pillow. Does she know I’m here? I hope I’m in her dreams as well as devouring her body. I curl both of my arms around her thighs and lick her again and again. Her body heats up against mine. Her breath comes faster in her sleep, and she whimpers.
I sit up slowly, lust pumping through my body. Her T-shirt is pushed up and her thighs are spread, the very vision of an invitation. She should have woken up by now and started screaming, but instead, her body tempts me to claim her.
I brace my hand by her head and grip my swollen cock, the head just inches from her tight entrance. This is my wife. I can do whatever the fuck I want with her.
Biting down on my groan, I thrust slowly inside of her. She feels even more intense than I remember, tight and hot around me. Gripping me hard with her pussy like she’s missed me as well. Has another man been where I am right now? A snarl of rage escapes my lips as I start to thrust recklessly. Her soft breasts bounce. Her eyelashes flutter.
My wife is waking up. I give up on trying to restrain myself, and fuck her deeper with a loud, luxurious groan of pleasure.
Rieta’s eyes open, and her sweet, sleepy expression transforms into shock. Before she can scream, I cover her mouth with my hand. She fights me, pulling at my wrist, but I’m stronger than she is. I hold her down and go on pumping my cock into her.
“It’s me. Your husband.”
Rieta makes a buzzing sound in her throat. The fact that it’s me? That’s what makes her angry.
“You want to get up?”
She nods.
“Too bad. You’re not going anywhere until I’m finished with you. I’ve got months of cum and frustration to shoot into you.”
Her hands slide around my wrists, and she holds on to me. Her thighs wrap around my hips against her will. Did she miss me? I think she missed me.
Slowly, I lift my hand from her mouth. She doesn’t scream. “That’s it, just be a good girl and take my cock.”
“You’re not real. You’re a ghost,” Rieta says in a shaking voice.
I pull my T-shirt up over my head and toss it aside. “Do I look like a ghost? I’m real,cara mia. Feel me.” Rage and frustration are rolling through me. Rage, frustration, and desire. Every stroke of my cock sends a spasm through my aching balls.
I’m going to pick up right where I left off, by trying to get her pregnant. I admire the sight of every inch of myself sliding inside her tight heat.
“My cock is perfect for breeding you, Mama. All thick and swollen to keep my cum jammed deep inside you.”
“Stop mocking me like this,” Rieta cries, half moan, half sob.
