Page 30 of Resurrect Me

She’s mocking me now. Not with her body, with her words. She fucking knows it’s me.

“Because I don’t want to take advantage of you,” I say and stand up. I fix my mask, which has nearly fallen off my head…probably part of her devious little plan. “You’re vulnerable right now. And I’d be a dick to take advantage of that.”

“You are a dick. What’s the difference in fucking me or not?” Her jaw shoots to the side and her eyes affix to mine.

“You’re being a little brat, you know that?”

Tacy turns around and bends over, touching her toes and lifting her ass in the air. “A little brat who needs to be punished.”

My head falls back, and I groan loudly. It comes out all warbled and weird. But God, I just want to kiss her. And slam my cock into her. Fill her with my cum. I’m aching to be inside of her. To feel her pussy wrapped around me. Sweet release.

She backs her ass up into me, then slaps it. It jiggles, reminding me of what it looks like when I’d fuck her from the back. Bouncing and wiggling on my dick.

I grab her ass with one hand, then slap her other cheek. “I love that fat ass, Babydoll.”

She’s got me now. I’m sucked in. I can’t fight it anymore…

Her ass rubs against my crotch, and I can’t take anymore. I unzip my jeans and pull out my length. It hits the open air and Tacy whips around, immediately wrapping her lips around it. She sucks the head and strokes the length with both hands.

“Oh my God,” I say as I stroke her hair. “You’re good at that, aren’t you?”

I look down at her and catch her staring up at me with those big doe eyes. I could cum right now watching her luscious mouth caressing my cock. I’m all worked up and sweating and the plastic mask isn’t helping matters.

She continues sucking on me and lightly squeezing my balls for a few minutes before she pops up and crosses the room. She slides open the nightstand drawer and pulls out a pair of handcuffs. What the fuck does she think she’s doing?

“Don’t worry, they’re not for you,” she says and giggles as she clips one of the cuffs to her wrist. “They’re for me.”

“I’m not going to…” but before I could refuse, she slaps me in the face. Enough to catch me off guard and sting just slightly.

“You little brat,” I say and try to grab her, but she vaults backwards out of my grasp.

“You’re really asking for it, aren’t you?” I chase her and pin her to the wall. It’s a good thing our kids have always been heavysleepers because we’re making a lot of noise, and the fucking hasn’t even started.

I press her harder into the wall. She’s giggling and panting and stroking my cock. I’m breathing heavily and running my fingers up her wet center. We kiss…long and hard. Good thing there’s a large mouth hole in this stupid fucking mask. Now we’re both out of breath and ready to do some real damage to one another. This is what I always loved about Tacy in the bedroom…she’s just as unhinged as me. You close the bedroom door and release the freak inside of her.

She leads me to the bed, slips the cuff through the metal headboard, and clicks it onto her other wrist. She kneels on the bed and sticks her ass in the air. “Daddy, I’ve been a bad girl. I’m ready for my spanking now.”

“Are you sure you can handle it?” I say as I take my long, hard cock in one hand and gently slide it up the center of her, from clit to ass. The warmth and wetness of her pussy sends tingles up my spine. Then I smack her ass lightly. I repeat but smack her other ass cheek, this time a little harder. She’s whining, meowing, and whimpering like a cat in heat. She shifts her weight from one knee to the other, teasing me.

I bend over her, letting my tip enter her, and whisper in her ear, “should we have a safe word, Babydoll?”

“Yes,” she groans. “The safe word is Tahiti.”

Of course she would say that. It was one of our favorite places to go in the world. Also, a place where we tried anal for the first time. She knows it’s me. But I don’t care. I’m riding this disguise to the bitter fucking end. Especially because she thinks she’s figured me out. She thinks she’s smarter than me. I’ll teach her a lesson.

“Tahiti it is,” I say and bury my face in her ass. I drag my tongue from her clit up over her cunt, over and over, until she’s whimpering and trembling with desire. She tastes like heaven. Like strawberries and whipped cream. I dip my finger into her little pussy, evoking a squeal from her pouty red lips.

“Shhh,” I say. “You’ll wake the kids.”

I clamp my hand over her mouth, and she bites my finger. Not hard but enough to draw a yelp out of me. I smack her ass again, harder than before. She whines but sticks her ass back in the air, begging me for more.

“Fuck me, already,” she complains. “Fill me up.”

Her clit is hard, and her face is flushed. There are red handprints on each of her ass cheeks.Myhandprints. Tacy’s ass is in the air and waiting for my cock. I’ve dreamed of this moment for months. For a year. Since the day I died. I haven’t felt a woman’s touch since the last time we were together. I’ve felt dead inside. But she’s brought me back to life. She’s resurrected me.

I slip my rock-hard cock into her all the way to the hilt and let out a bellow. I sound like a charging bull. The mask and voice warbler are staying strong, even though I’m hot and dripping with sweat. But it doesn’t matter. Tacy’s never been one to mind a little sweat…under the right circumstances.

Her cunt feels like a warm, velvet pocket. It clamps around my cock like a Chinese finger trap, and she moans with delight.

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