Page 51 of The Stallion
Bria had just confirmed her attraction, and I wanted nothing more than to embrace my own.
Fuck it.
“Oh, thank fuck.” Bria sighed, jumping off me and tearing away the rest of her clothes as quickly as she could, her breaths heavy with lust.
As she removed her shirt, I pulled mine off and squirmed out of my jeans and boxers while still lying on the bed, my hard dick springing free—all for her.
Bria crawled back onto the mattress and settled herself over me, straddling my hips as she lined herself up with the head of my cock. Right before sinking her body down, she locked her eyes on mine, all breathless and beautiful.
“I don’t do second chances, Ponyboy.”
“As if I’ll ever need one, sweet girl.”
With the palms of my hands, I pressed down on her thighs as I raised my hips to meet hers, driving myself deep, ready to fuck my wife with every shred of my loyal devotion.
Bria whimpered at the rough thrust before falling into her own rhythm, riding me and moaning with every roll of her hips.
I met her movements, quickening our pace as she bounced on me, her perfect, perky breasts following the motion of her body.
I couldn’t resist trailing my palms upward from her hips, caressing every inch of her waist before resting them right under the crease of her tits.
Bria was fucking gorgeous, and I was the luckiest man alive to call her mine.
With feral desire making me crave her deep and rough, I flipped our current position, my weight pressing between her thighs as I ground against her clit, reaching angles I couldn’t with her on top.
While I enjoyed seeing her over me and taking control, I loved driving her fucking wild as I hit every part of her pussy with my piercings.
The bed shuddered with every full thrust, Bria’s nails digging into my back as she cried out for more.
I held her body firmly with one hand on her ass cheek and the other supporting her waist. Soft skin pressed flush against mine as sweat slid down my spine and beaded along my brow.
The harder I pushed, the more control I felt slipping away—the primal urge to claim and own her at the forefront of my senses.
She dragged her hands up my back, digging one set of nails into my shoulder blade while the other pulled at the short strands at the back of my head.
Decreasing my pace ever so slightly, my eyes met her half-lidded gaze before my lips were drawn toward hers, falling into a kiss that was all passion and no regret.
“Come with me, Bria.” I breathed against her swollen lips. “We can fall into this together, you and me...” With my forehead pressed against hers, I could feel the nod of acceptance, her walls tightening around my cock as her legs tensed around my waist. “Let go, sweet girl. Give it all to me, give me all of you.”
Bria dug her nails deeper, fisting my hair even harder, nearly tearing out the roots as she broke around me. I could feel her pussy spasm as her climax found its welcome release.
Slamming into her once more, I drove myself as deep as I could go before following her with my own, moaning at the pleasure that pulsed from the tip of my cock.
Entirely spent, I collapsed onto the mattress, pulling my exhausted wife closer to my side, holding her tightly, never wanting to leave this bed—just a tangled mess of naked limbs in the sheets.
While we lay there, breathing heavily as our racing hearts caught up to us, all that ran through my mind was how I would get my sweet girl through her test so that I could keep her—forever.
EvenwithBriawrappedsnugly around my body, I couldn’t fall asleep. Wondering how the fuck I was going to bring up the secret society she now belonged to, and the test that she would have to take in a little over two weeks.
As she mumbled in her sleep, nuzzling the side of her face against my chest, I held onto her even tighter.
Bria was only now just starting to warm up to me—for whatever fucking reason—and I knew the information I was about to drop on her would be like driving a knife straight between us once more.
I didn’t want to lose this new bond that had started forming, not when I genuinely wanted it. But the sooner I could explain everything, the more time I would have to soften the blow and ensure that Bria would be mentally prepared to handle what she was about to do.
The physical component never worried me. She was in incredible shape, and I could feel her strength whenever she shoved me out of her way.
At this point, it was too late for her to run—not that I would let her. Bria was mine, and I’d kill anyone who so much as tried to take her from me now.
