Page 94 of The Worst Pucking Deal

Pride shines in his eyes, and I think I fall even more in love with my amazing husband. He’s everything I never knew I needed, but that I now know I can’t live without. When I’m weak, he doesn’t overpower me. He lends me some of his strength, helping me stand on my own. And the fact that he just helped me… I don’t know what to call it. We didn’t rewrite history, and we didn’t erase the past. But together, we created something beautiful.

“I love you so fucking much,” I murmur.

“Now and always,” he replies, grinning down at me.

Pushing myself up, I gently bite his bottom lip. “Now get your perfect cock inside me, Sy. Fill my pussy up.”

I reach down, cupping his rock hard dick. Then I wrap my hand around the base of his smooth shaft. “Sweet bunny.” He squeezes his eyes closed as I cradle his balls with my other hand.

“Fuck me hard, husband,” I demand in a sultry tone.

Sy doesn’t speak, just leans down and kisses me again. It’s a toe-curling kiss that says more than he ever could with words. It makes me feel… I don’t even know how to describe how he makes me feel. All I know is that I wish I could freeze this moment between us. He looks at me as if I am his entire world, which is exactly how I feel about him.

The freedom I’ve craved for so long means nothing if I don’t get to share it with him. I still need to tell him more about the Senate. I didn’t get to it earlier as we got a bit… distracted.

Home is wherever he is, and I want this with him. I want to love him with my body.

Sy pulls me out of my head as he removes both my hands from his crotch and lets out a shuddering breath. When I look at him, he must sense my confusion because he hurries to explain himself. “I won’t make it inside you if you keep touching my dick. Seeing you come like that almost made me nut without being inside your sweet cunt.”

I do as he says and lie back down. Unable to keep the satisfied grin off of my face. Sy lowers himself to rest on his elbows. His lips are so close I could reach out to lick them, with his breath tickling me on every exhale. Feeling the head of his cock at my entrance, I lift my hips and spread my legs wider.

Claiming my lips once more, I almost don’t notice he is moving his hips ever so slowly, inching himself into me. I gasp at the welcome intrusion, and I lock my ankles behind his ass to give him better access.

Sy’s hands are trailing through my hair, his lips on mine as our tongues wrap around each other, locked in a heated dance. I feel my pussy stretch, making room for his dick to slide further into me.

“More,” I moan, high on the feeling.

Whispering heated words to me about how good I feel around him, Sy’s rough hands make their way to my heavy tits, and he begins kneading them. I feel the rush of lust taking over my body again.

“You still with me, sweet bunny?” I’m about to answer him when he rolls his hips, making me lose my words in a moan.

The way he feels inside me now is so fucking good. He starts thrusting into me more eager, and I tilt my hips up, taking him in even deeper, as I’m moaning out his name in sheer pleasure.

Taking a shuddering breath, Sy stops moving his hips, lowering his face to my tit, and softly licks and nibbles on my peaked bud. Tangling my hands in his long hair, I hold him as close to me as possible, moaning unashamedly.

When he reaches between us and finds my sensitive nerve bundle, my back arches off the bed, and my core squeezes him again, my legs tighter around him. I use my feet to try and get him even deeper, but since he’s already balls deep, that’s not really a possibility. Sy continues to play with my clit, and I feel the pleasure building within me.

“I’m gonna come,” I pant. My hands are on his back and I’m digging my nails into his flesh, fully focused on all the sensations I’m feeling.

As my orgasm crests, I pull his face back to mine, wasting no time in claiming his lips with my own. Our tongues tangle, and I’m panting hard into his mouth.

Once my core is no longer squeezing him as tight, he pumps his hips again. Still keeping a finger on my clit, I’m feeling so sore I can no longer tell the pleasure from the pain. “Don’t… it’s too sore, I need…” I don’t know what the fuck I need or what I’m even asking for. “Fuck me harder, Sy.”

Immediately answering my demand, he picks up the pace. Pulling almost all the way out of me, before slamming back inside. The burn he leaves in his wake is delicious, and I crave it as much as my next breath.

“I’m not going to last much longer, wife, you feel too amazing wrapped around me.”

His gravelly voice shoots straight to my center, and I involuntarily clench around him again. The deep and heavy groans falling from his mouth cause me to shiver while I fuse my mouth to his, wanting to taste the ecstasy on his lips.

Sy flicks my clit twice before I’m coming on his dick again. My pussy clenches around his hardness as I’m riding my pleasure. “Sweet bunny!” The way he groans my nickname, like a breathy plea, makes my inner walls flutter again. I feel him pump into me twice more before his cock jerks, and I feel the hot evidence of his release deep inside me.

“I love you so much.” I’m almost afraid to speak above a whisper, not wanting to ruin this perfect moment between us. Instead of giving him time to answer, I slant my lips to his, slowly stroking his tongue with mine and basking in the afterglow of what we just did. To say it felt right would be an understatement.

Sy breaks the kiss and collapses next to me on the bed. “The bed looks like a fucking crime scene,” he chuckles breathlessly.

I push myself up on my elbows and look around. He’s right. There is blood all over the sheets, and both our bodies. “Oops,” I laugh, running my fingers up and down the cut on my arm. “Guess we got carried away.”

Instead of laughing, Sy cups my cheek and turns my head so I have to look at him. “You’d tell me if you weren’t alright, right, bunny?”

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