Page 93 of Tragic Empire
“If you could see yourself right now, baby,” Cassio groans. He reaches out with his freehand and strokes the back of his fingers down the side of my face. “You have no idea how irresistible you are, do you, Wife? My name all over your body, your sweet lips wrapped tight around my cock,fuck.”
His praise feels immaculate, sinking into me like a physical touch. I hollow my cheeks and suck him once hard before pulling my mouth off of him entirely. His cock comes out shiny, falling from my lips with a wet sound.
“You’re the only man I’ve ever done this to,” I confess sweetly. “Do you like knowing that? Knowing that I’m learning how to pleasure you with my mouth for the first time? And that I can’t get enough of it?”
“I may not allow you to get enough of it if you keep speaking to me that way, Ana,” he warns, voice dark and raspy. “You’re practically begging me to put you on your back to fuck all those pretty little words right out of you.”
“After,” I suggest, seeking out his balls with my unused hand. I gently cup the firm sack from below, fondling them with a squeeze as I bend forward to suck on his tip. Mumbling into his skin, I quietly add, “After I devour you.”
Cassio’s hand tightens in my hair as he rumbles with a deep moan. His pleasure is evident in the sound and in the way his jaw tightens. His eyes become hooded and heavy, the deep pools of blue sparking with delicious arousal. The air feels electric around us as the taste of his arousal begins to coat my tongue.
No need for further prompting or permission, I continue, sucking his cock back in my mouth, aiming for more depth. My lips tingle as they roll around him, arousal further lighting up in my center. I feel unstoppable, like a queen kneeling at her king’s feet. The act is powerful, even in its submissive nature.
“Mmm, there you go, forza,” he encourages. His hips rock forward gently, trying to stuff as much of his length in my mouth as possible. But no matter how deep he attempts to press, the back of my throat won’t budge.
My eyes prick with tears, a small gag sounding from his efforts.
“Such a shame,” Cassio murmurs, caressing my face once again. “There’s no way I can fuck your tight little throat is there, baby?”
“Uh-uh,” I slur, bobbing my head while sucking him.
“It’s a good thing you have two other perfectly fuckable holes for me then, isn’t it?” His teasing tone is torturous, his deviant words reminding me just how much I enjoy being filthy for my husband. “Nod to answer me, sweet wife.”
An unstoppable whimper crawls up my throat and I do as instructed, nodding eagerly to agree with him. If it were physically possible, I’d allow him to fuck every part of me—too snug throat and all.
As if he can tell that I’m struggling to breathe, Cassio uses his grip on my hair to pull me back, allowing me to suck down some new air. Twirling my tongue around his cock’s sensitive head, I sigh happily and moan.
“I can’t wait to do this for the rest of our lives,” I tell him, using the saliva remaining on his length to stroke and circle him tightly.
I want to know Cassio’s body like the back of my hand. To keep him satisfied through each and every encounter. I want to know how to make him tremble with my touch and to make him crave every moment with me by his side. I crave my husband like a sweet, sweet drug, and I never want to stop.
“You thinking about the rest of our lives while sucking me off, Ana?” Cassio’s jaw ticks and his head tilts to one side, assessing me.
“I’m always thinking about the rest of our lives,” I confess.
“Yeah?”
One word has my pussy clenching around air,pulsingfor him.
“Yeah,” I rasp. “But enough of that now. You might not be able to fit your big fat cock in my throat but you can certainly fuck my mouth with it.”
His eyes flare and his fist flexes, my scalp prickling in reaction to the tug. “Slap my thigh if you can’t breathe, do you hear me? If you pass out on me, I’m going to punish you, and not in a way that you’ll like.”
I blink at him, startled by the seriousness in his voice. “I hear you.”
“I mean it, Ana. You won’t let me hurt you, even by accident, yes?”
Softening at his concern, I smile hesitantly. “I understand, Cassio.”
I might not be able to take it when he lets go, especially with my inexperience and his size. Still, I can promise him that I’ll tap out if it’s too much. One of the things I love most about my husband is his insatiable need to keep me safe, after all.
Rolling my lips around my teeth, I take Cassio’s cock back into my mouth. My heart races with anticipation, and my hands rest at my sides. I peer into his crystal blue eyes and let my trust ring through.
I gasp as he thrusts forward, surprised by the strength of it.
Within seconds, I’m captivated. My mouth becomes sensitive and pliant, craving every minute of the act. I relish every moan, groan, and curse that Cassio releases. I’m obsessed with how much power I have over him, even as he controls my face like it’s his own personal fuck toy.
And when he comes? I don’t let him pull out to spill on my breasts, I suck down every single drop. As his softening cock twitches in my mouth, I just know I’m going to want more.
