Page 27 of When the Last One Falls
“Stop it,” she bit out, pushing at my chest. “We’re at-”
“I know exactly where we’re at,” I informed her. “Why do you think I had my hand on your tit earlier? While I don’t give a fuck what people think, they need to see what you do to me.”
Her green eyes flared. “And what is it that I do to you?”
I grabbed one of her hands, then placed it on my hard cock. “You make me want to forbid you to ever wear panties again,” I told her, and the beautiful viper started to pant. “You make me want to call in sick to work and spend the entire day fucking you in whichever position I can bend you in.”
“Brantley-”
I forced her hand to move up and down, caressing my cock through my slacks. “You make me want to take you without your permission, and I can tell you that you’re the first and only woman that has ever pushed me that far.” Her lips parted, causing my dick to leak. “And for the record? My weakness are brunettes, not blondes.”
When a knock sounded on the door, Keris jumped, but I refused to let someone break the spell. So, letting go of her hand, I reached down, grabbed both of her calves, then slid my hands up her legs, forcing her dress to rise with the movements.
Keris didn’t stop me when both of my thumbs slid inside the fabric of her panties, nor did she say anything when I used my thumbs to pull her pussy lips apart. Her green eyes were locked on my blue ones as I used my thumbs to spread her wetness around, her body twitching every time that I found her clit. Keris was so fucking wet that we could both hear how turned on she was.
“Tell me, baby,” I said. “Do you like it when I put my hands on you without your permission?” If she said yes, the answer was probably going to fry my brain. While I wasn’t a stranger to rough sex, knowing that I had unspoken permission to shut this woman up with my dick whenever I saw the need felt dangerous. I could see myself picking fights with her just so that I could fuck her into submission.
Keris shook her head, a low moan escaping while she avoided the question. “It’s not right,” she whispered.
“That’s not what I asked,” I replied, finally slipping two fingers inside her wet pussy, and her hands automatically latched onto my jacket, wrinkling it all to hell. “Because the way that you came on my cock last Friday sure made it seem as if you do.” I started finger fucking her, and she didn’t stop me. “The way that you leaked on my fingers earlier when I stuffed them inside your pussy suggests that you might like it a lot.” Her juices were flowing down my hand, and I had to bite my fucking lip with how hot my wife was. “Do you like it rough, baby? Did you like it when I had you pinned to the bed by your neck, forcing you to take my cock like a good girl.”
“Oh, God…” she choked out, closing her eyes as I knowingly curled my fingers upward.
I leaned forward, nuzzling my face in her neck, my fingers pushing deep inside her. “Is that how you want me to win all of our arguments? Do you want me to keep reminding you of how your pussy belongs to me now? Tell me how rough you like it, and I’ll make sure that I’m up to the task, Keris.”
“Oh, God…Brantley,” she moaned as her fingers dug into the fabric of my suit. “Don’t…stop…”
“No matter what you want, no matter how romantic or how depraved, tell me what you want, and I’ll deliver every-fucking-time, baby,” I growled, her body tightening around my fingers, my wife about to cum for me again. “Do you want to be treated like a princess in public but fucked like a whore in private? Because I can do that, Keris.”
“Oh, Christ…oh, fuck…”
“Or do you want me to treat you like mine in public while I bow to you in private?” I asked, and I no longer knew who I was talking this way for, her or me. Licking her neck, I said, “I have no problem dragging you around by your hair for everyone to see, then dropping to my knees to worship your sweet pussy in the bedroom.”
“Brantley…”she cried out as she came all over my fingers, and there was no fucking way in hell that I was going to ever let this woman go. Fuck the mines, fuck the contract, fuck our parents…fuck it all. None of it mattered anymore. All that mattered was this woman and my marriage to her.
With her body still trembling, I stepped back, undid my slacks with the speed of light, then had her impaled on my cock, not giving one fuck if everyone in the building was standing outside the door where they could hear us.
Keris’ head dropped back, hitting the mirror, and I’d already fucked her fully clothes, so no way was I going to do that again. Reaching up, I grabbed a hold of her dress strap, then yanked it down until it ripped into nothingness. When her left tit popped out, I couldn’t stop the groan that escaped. I also couldn’t stop myself from ripping the other side, showcasing both her magnificent tits. They were huge and I was going to slide my dick between them before the night was over.
“Tell me,” I demanded, one hand on her hip, the other squeezing her right tit. “Do you like it when I take this pussy without your permission? Do you like it when I fuck you into remembering that I fucking bought you.”
“Yes,” she choked out shamefully. “Oh, God…yes…”
Leaving her tit, my hand slid upward until I had her face cradled in my palm, then yanking her forward, I slammed my lips down on hers, vowing to kill any man that ever came near her again. Her lips tasted like my undoing, and when Keris opened her mouth to let my tongue in, I fisted my hand in her hair, pulling on it to the point of pain. Her tight cunt clenched around me, and I knew that I wasn’t going to last long.
“Cum on my cock, baby,” I commanded against her lips. “Cum on my cock, so that I can flood your cunt with my hot seed.”
“Jesus Christ…” she panted desperately.
“We’re going to walk out of here with my jacket covering up your tits and my cum running down your legs, and everyone’s going to fucking know why,” I hissed, and Keris let out a gutted cry as she violently came all over my cock.
Within a matter of seconds, I was shooting ropes and ropes of my cum inside her womb, and this was only the beginning. As soon as I got her home, I was going to fuck her in every position imaginable, and I was going to ram my dick into that vicious mouth of hers and her ass. I was going to leave this woman wrecked, knowing exactly how to do it now.
“Oh, God…what have we done,” she whispered as her high wore off.
“What every couple in this building wish they had the balls to do,” I replied, pulling out of her as carefully as possible.
Keris’ green eyes flashed up at me. “Was that your plan all along? To show them who’s boss between the two of us?”
