Page 88 of Sweet Surrender
As her speed increased, my hands whipped out, and my fingers lacedin her hair. I couldn’t stop my hips from thrusting, driving my cock deeper into her throat until she was spluttering, but she didn’t once try to pull away.
My body began to tense as tingles shot down my spine, and my ballstightened along with the muscles in my stomach. I wanted nothing more than to come down my wife’s throat, but she’d been such a good girl tonight, and she deserved to come at the same time I did.
Pulling her off my cock, she looked up at me with saliva dribblingdown her chin, her lips swollen. Releasing her hair, I held my hand out for her, and without needing to say anything, she took it, resting her warm palm in mine.
I helped her to her feet as she took several deep breaths. Using mythumb, I wiped the saliva off her chin before sucking it in my mouth, the taste of Savannah sending fire through every muscle in my body.
“Such a good girl,” I said, my voice low and full of promise. “You haveno idea what it does to me when you do as you are told,” I paused, testing her to see if she dared speak. She didn’t. “Take my shirt off.”
Doing as she was told, Savannah made quick work of the buttons,undoing them before pulling my shirt down my arms and throwing it on the floor. Her eyes roamed over my torso, taking in all my tattoos.
“Now turn around. Lift your dress, and bend over that desk,” Idemanded, nodding to the desk behind her where the sewing machines were.Again, she didn’t dither, and it pleased me no end that Savannah had learned to obey me at last.
As she walked to the table, her hips wiggled as she lifted her dress,revealing her gorgeous ass. She was wearing a G-string, having changed out of the crotchless panties she had on earlier, the pathetic material barely covering the crack of her ass.
Doing as she was told, she bent over the table, and for a few seconds,I didn’t move. I couldn’t. I was mesmerized by the beautiful sight before me. At some point, I was going to claim her ass, but not tonight. Tonight, I wanted to paint her womb with my come, and I wasn’t sure I could wait any longer.
As I prowled toward her, I kicked my shoes off, and removed mypants, stepping up behind her naked. Her body tensed as I ran a hand down her spine, briefly brushing over her asshole before inserting two fingers into her wet cunt.
And she was wet.
Wetter than I’d ever felt her before.
“Tell me, sweetheart. Am I the only man who will ever be inside you?”
“Yes,” she whimpered as I moved my fingers in and out of her pussy.“Only you.”
“And what about those who have been here before? Will you everthink about them again?” I said, increasing my speed, as I moved my thumb to press against her asshole.
“No,” she replied, breathless. “No, you are the only man whoconsumes my thoughts. There was no one else before you.”
Even though she couldn’t see, I grinned. Every part of Savannah wasmine. Her body, her mind, and although she hadn’t told me she’d fallen in love with me, I knew I owned her heart.
The way she owned mine.
Stepping between her parted legs, I used my feet to spread her wider,before pressing the head of my cock against her entrance. “Tell me again, Savannah,” I said, denying her my cock until I’d heard the words one more time.
“I’m yours, Nash. I surrender.”
That was all I needed for me to thrust forward, driving my cock deepinside her. She cried out at the intrusion, her hands scrabbling to grip the table. My own hands came down to hold her hips as I pulled out before thrusting back in hard.
“Nash!” she cried, cried the only name that would ever be on her lipsagain.
“I want to hear something else,” I growled.
There were three words I wanted to hear from her mouth before I fullybelieved she’d succumbed to me, and even though she might not have been ready to say them, I didn’t give a fuck. I knew how she felt about me, the same way I felt about her, and I refused to live another minute without knowing the truth.
“Come on, Savannah,” I said, driving deeper into her with every thrust.“I know how you feel about me, stop denying me the truth.”
“I…” she started, her voice sounding almost pained as she chasedher orgasm. I fucked her harder, refusing to let either of us give in until she had spoken the words I wanted to hear.
“Fuck! I love you, Nash!” she said, finally handing over the last part ofherself she had any claim to.
I increased my pace, fucking her so hard, and so fast that the onlysound filling the room were her wanton cries, and the sound of skin hitting skin.
“I love you too, sweetheart. Now, come for me,” I said, reachingaround to find her clit with my finger. I rubbed it a few times when Savannah’s body tensed and she screamed my name.
Her pussy clamping down like a vice around my cock was enough tofollow her off the cliff. With one more thrust, I came, spilling my load deep inside her.
