Page 102 of The Promises We Break

“What did you say?”

“Hudson. Hudson,” she says frantically.

“Good girl.”

She moans, biting her lip. I think she likes that.

I float my lips over her pussy, blowing air through my pursed lips. Her hips lift, and I think she likes that, too.

A part of me wants to do just this all night long. Tease her until she relents. But the other savage side of me just can’t hold back any longer.

I lick through her slit, then suck on her clit. Flattening my tongue with each pass, continuing that same punishing pace and tempo, over and over again.

“Fuck. Oh my god, that feels so good.”

I lift my head, spank her pussy again, her clit even more swollen and needy, and I suck it between my lips to cool the stinging sensation.

“Jesus, fuck,” she breathes out.

Is she ever going to learn? I silently laugh, hiding my smirkwhen I lift my head up to look at her. Her eyes are squeezed shut, and she doesn’t even realize she said it again.

I smack her pussy again, before putting my mouth back on her.

“Hudson… husband, my husband!”

I hum into her pussy as she chants my name and title like she fucking needs it to survive.

Just like I need her.

The vibration of my humming rewards me with guttural moans, and she’s so fucking close. I use the tip of my tongue to massage her clit in rapid movements, knowing this is what she likes, and how I get her to fall apart every time.

Her body starts to tremble, and her arms and legs pull on the restraints.

“Please, don’t stop,” she begs.

I keep my pace. Her body jerks and her chest heaves as she moans, and the sight of her falling apart for me will forever be burned into my mind. It took her so long to stop running, to stay still with me, so when she’s here with me, letting go, I relish every fucking minute of it.

“Oh, God…” she screams again.

I rear back and slap again, this time harder, knowing it’s what she needs to push her over the edge.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come.”

“Say it,” I growl into her pussy.

“Hudson, please…”

“That’s my wife.” The words vibrate over her pussy, and she falls apart, screaming my name.

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EMBER

Hudson’s dominating me tonight, in every way possible. Taking control of my body, my mind, and even the words I say.

I’ve never referred to him as “husband” before, and it’s like he is training me to love it. Rewarding me with pleasure every time I chant it for him.

The orgasm high lingers longer than usual as he strips off his pants and slides himself over the top of my body, our chests melting into each other. His hard cock is wedged between us as I roll my hips up and down over the length.

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