Page 23 of Property Of Chrissy

“I promise your father won’t find out. Just one look, angel.”

I tug the material out of the way to give him what he wants. As soon as my pussy comes into view, he sucks in a gasp of air. “Damn, you have a pretty little cunt. I bet it feels good too. All soft and smooth. Touch yourself, angel. Tell me what it feels like.”

I hesitantly run my fingers over myself, watching his eyes grow darker with lust. Watching his cock get hard again. “Look what you did.” His eyes drop to his thick shaft. “You made me swollen again. Now, let me see you push those fingers inside yourself. We need to get you primed for our wedding night.”

I moan into the side of his neck, loving our dirty little game. My fingers slide down and do as commanded. Pressing in slowly and feeling the slickness within. His eyes are burning darker, watching me sink in deeper.

“That’s it, baby. Now, pump them in and out.”

I push in further, already feeling the pulses in my gut. The tremors of lust building from within. I need to fuck him. I need to be filled with his huge cock. I look up, signaling with my eyes that I’m ready for the check, and he flags the waitress over.

The girl comes right to our table, and he quickly pulls the tablecloth over our laps. “Can we get an order of the chocolate mousse?” He asks, his voice sounding a little gruffer.

“Of course.” She smiles then darts off to place the order. I turn toward my husband, wondering what I did for him to punish me.

“You’re not going to tell your dad about our little dinner, are you?” He’s still in character, still torturing my need with his dominant demands. I shake my head. “That’s a good girl. Now, come and sit on my lap and I’ll show you exactly what’s going to happen on our wedding night.”

A tremble runs right through me. It’s another first for us. Fucking in public, taking things to a new forbidden level. I slide onto his lap, and feel his thick cock spreading my lips apart. As soon as his dick thrusts against my clit, I nearly slump forward onto the table. My hands are gripped on the edge and I’m practically hyperventilating with need.

“Lift your hips, baby girl. And when the waitress comes with our dessert, you better behave.”

I see her coming towards us now. Which is good because I’m not going to be able to control myself for much longer. His cock feels so good. He’s sliding over every inch and filling me deep. I push my hips all the way down, seating myself fully right as the waitress approaches with our sweet treat.

“Thank you.” I smile, picking up the spoon as soon as she places the dessert in front of me. I dive in for a bite, trying to act like nothing is amiss under the tablecloth, but Sean is grinding into me, not even pausing until the waitress is out of sight. She smiles and turns, rushing off to her other tables and Sean’s mouth is right at my ear.

“Such a good little girl. Now, eat your dessert while I fuck this pretty little cunt.”

I moan around another bite of chocolate mousse, barely able to swallow it down as my orgasm starts to build. Sean is relentless. Gripping my waist tight, grinding me back and forth over his lap, fucking me with perfection. His finger starts massaging my clit and then it’s game over.

I drop the spoon onto the table, riding through the storm of pressure that’s twisting right through me. My hands are gripped onto the edge, my eyes staring down at the little cup of mousse, and I’m doing everything I can to keep quiet. When I feel his cum release inside, his body convulsing behind me, my moan slips free.

I quickly look up, checking our surroundings, but I don’t even care. All I care about is the man who allows me to explore all my wildest fantasies and who loves me with abandon.

“You did so good, baby girl. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

And I can’t wait until we get home so I can share the big news with him. Because that life is about to get even better. And our family is about to get even bigger.