Chapter 43: A moment of husband and wife
Cassandra gazed down as her eyes gradually came open. While his hands cradled her breasts, Edward's head rested on her stomach. He was sleeping, her fingers knotted in his hair.
She slowly pulled back her fingers, and he let out a tiny groan.
Soon after, he opened his eyes and turned to face her while gazing through his thick black lashes.
He said, "Good morning, sweetheart." She insisted that she hadn't simply become moist as his deep, husky voice prodded her.
"Good morning, and could you please let go of my boobs and get up; you're crushing me, love," she chuckled, and he quickly turned over her boobs. He had now sat down with her on his lap.
He stroked her stray hair behind her ear as she cast a downward glance at him.
He sighed, "You are so gorgeous, sweetie."
She said, "I know," and his hands fell to her side.
Her gaze trailed from his hands to his eyes as she felt him enlarge beneath her. Then, his hands slid down her thighs as she felt him at her entrance.
She screamed as he started running his d*ck up and down her slit.
He inquired, "Are you ready?" and she nodded.
She responded, "Yes, I'm ready," and he nodded before kissing her neck.
She clutched his biceps as her head sank back onto the plush mattress, as he gradually slid himself deep inside her.
She couldn't believe how f*cking fantastic she felt as he began to slowly pace in and out.
She groaned, "Mhm," as he sucked on her neck.
She heard him say, "You feel so f*cking good," in her ear.
Her hands ran up to his neck and he leaned up to look down at her. He began moving at a faster paced and she closed her eyes.
"Faster" she said and he started thrusting into her faster and faster.
Her markings are left on his back as her fingers move up and down it.
He groaned, "F*ck," and turned them over.
She exclaimed, "Oh my god," as the length penetrated her even more.
She moved her hips with his and put her hands on his shoulders.
He created a 0 with his mouth, and she began to bounce on his dick. Her hands climbed to her breast and seized it. She threw her head back as his thumbs and forefingers rolled over her nipples.
After that, he stood up and closed his mouth over her right nipple.
She groaned as she kept riding him, "Yes f*ck."
Both their phones began ringing and without looking at the phones he pulled her into a kiss.
His hands reached behind her back and grabbed her neck.
He trailed kisses down her neck as she pulled away from the kiss.
She then pushed him into the bed and climbed off his d*ck.
She got on her knees after going between his legs. She took him and took her mouth, holding her hair back, before receiving a manly moan from him.
She pushed him into the back of her throat while massaging his wet balls, which were covered in her juices.
She yanked him out of her mouth before she could catch her breath.
"Sweetie, if you keep going, I'm going to cum"
"I want you to cum, love," she said softly.
taking him back into her mouth Because she couldn't fit him all into her mouth, she ran her hand up and down his shaft.
"F*ck," he groaned, leaning in and grabbing her hair.
She kept bobbing her head until he shoved his d*ck down her throat.
"I'm cumming," he said as his warm cum shot down her throat.
She then tried swallowing everything he was cumming, but it was too much for her.
She tapped his thigh, and he let go of her head. With teary eyes, she yanked him out of her mouth.
She sucked off some of his cum that had run down his d*ck.
He stood up and pulled her into a kiss.
"I f*cking love you, sweetie," he said as he turned around to face her. Before he got between her legs, she rolled onto her stomach.
He entered her once more with a long, deep thrust. She grabbed the sheets and bit her lip, ignoring the pain.
"Did I just suck his c*ck?" she wondered.
"F*ck," she screamed as he thrust his hard and deep into her. She f*cking loved it.
"Yes," she said, and he began kissing her on the shoulder with his mouth open.
His hands ran over her before interlocking with her fingers as he pounded into her wet tight hole.
"Do you like it?" he inquired.
"No, ahhhh, I love it," she said, feeling him smirk.
"Can you be a good wife and take all my inch?" he asked quietly.
"Yes, my husband," she moaned before correcting herself.
He pushed deeper inside her, tightening his grip on her fingers.
"F*ck," he said, and she clenched her fists around him.
"F*ck, Cassandra," he groaned into her ear, sending shivers down her spine.
Her husband was f*cking stretching her.
Her blood rushed with pain and pleasure, but the good pain, as it sounded, vanished.
"I'm going to cum," she declared.
"Not yet," she says.
"But—"
"Not yet, sweetie," he said, his thrusts becoming more ruthless and quick.
Her back arched and her toes curled.
"You're going to cum when I say so, sweetie, do you understand?"
"Yes," she replied, and he drew back before turning her around. His d*ck was buried back inside her in seconds.
As he looked down at her, his hands intertwined once more.
After a few more thrusts, he told her to cum, which she did.
Their breathing became heavy as he let go of her hands and hugged her.
He soon pulled out, and his cum began.
erupting from her
He stopped it by pushing his cum back inside her with his fingers.
She cupped his cheeks before leaning in for the kiss. His phone began to ring again, but she ignored it since she was tired and wanted to sleep.
