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She shakes her head.
“Then why is your pussy trying to milk me?” I chide, delivering another blow to her already reddened cheeks, so warm to the touch.
She lets out a muffled, tortured wail and I bury myself over and over to the hilt, groaning with every precise, pump of my hips, dragging my cock back slowly just to watch the way her pussy grips me so fucking tight. I feel the pulsating of her cunt and I pull the plug in and out of her asshole, teasing, edging, torturing. She takes it so beautifully, doing her best to stay as utterly still as she can which makes her tremble.
She sobs when I withdraw, smacking her ass harder than before. Sweat drips down my body and I flip her onto her back and lean her on the pillows.
My fucking god.
What a fucking vision.
Bound and gagged and mine.
So very, very mine.
I position myself at her abused hole and grab the headframe. “FUCK.” I let that primal rhythm take over andrutinto my wife’s hot cunt molding to every single one of my thrusts, clinging to my shaft as my heavy balls slap against her asshole. I pull out just to feel the searing heat of her until the puffy lips of her cunt are pressed against the base of my cock so ready to erupt and fill her.
“There you fucking go, Siren. Oh, fuuuck. Christ.” I growl, “Take my fucking dick like the filthy fucking slut you are,wife. That’s it. Fucking swallow my cock whole.” My thrusts become relentless as her broken mews turn into animalistic moans, begging me for more, for me not to stop. “Fuck that’s it. God, yes. Fuck.” I don’t let go of the headboard as she clenches around me so tight, pulses gripping and screams into her gag.
My body is no longer mine. My vision blurs, all the heat and pressure at the base of my spine is primally destined to spill into her with every unrelenting punch of my hips and I come with a roar so visceral I shake. “FUCK.”thrust“YES.”thrust“RAVEN.”
I tip my forehead to the headboard as I collect myself, cock still throbbing in the aftermath of this earth-shattering orgasm. Sweating, panting, I lean back on my heels and begin to untie my wife without withdrawing from her body. I massage her feet, her ankles, her calves, then her fingers, hands, and wrists. Finally, I reach to grab a tissue from the nightstand and wipe her nose then remove the gag.
Raven’s warm hands slide up my still slick body until they land on my chest. She traces the tattoo I have of her on my left pec. Her still glistening caramel eyes find mine. For the first time, I can’t stand the sight of them because they look up at me with such love. Such adoration and my heart fills with a type of ecstasy only found in drugs. Her hand moves to the nape of my neck and she pulls me down. I cover her mouth with mine, cock slowly hardening inside of her again. She gently rocks her hips, and shudders beneath me.
“Raven,” I croak, feeling undeserving of her kindness. But I am a selfish, greedy man. I am a slave to her heart. To her love.And I’ll take every ounce she gives me.
“Is like th-this okay?” She whispers and I nod. She places sweet, deliberate kisses to the corners of my lips, my chin, and pulls away. The hand on the nape of my neck keeps me where I am, her other one goes just below my ear, and her thumb tenderly swipes under my cheek’s bone, back and forth. “I love you, Maverick.”
Heart stammering between my lungs I rasp out, “I love you, Raven.”
My wife hums in small delight, nipping at my lips, never tearing away from my gaze. For the first time since our time in a dank library basement, I allow her to take control asshemakes love tome. The sweetest praises fall from her lips, but I feel her fingertips delicately sign against my skin those same validating words of want, need, and love. And I somehow fall harder for her.
Chapter Seventeen
Jonas.
I get a little giddy watching Raven and Mav’s dots on my phone get closer and closer to New York after my practice with the team. Once I’m in the locker room, they’re home. I’m so excited to get home to her that I forget what Coach is saying to me about next week’s game. I try to pay attention 'cause I know it’s serious or whatever but I’m ready to get home to my girl. Unfortunately the NFL is like, big leagues or something and they pay me a lot of money so I have to stay. I catch the wordsArizonaand our flight time.
I take a quick shower when I get a ping from Damon asking if I can stop by and grab some of the strawberry wine Raven likes. Of course I can. I mean, it’s for my baby girl, so why wouldn’t I? I climb into my G63, since it’s been a little too cold for my bike lately, head to the store, take a few pics with some fans, grab what I need and some Talenti for my wife, then go home. But once I’m there it’s super quiet. I get a little nervous, that feeling I don’t like growing in my tummy. I set the stuff down on the counter. “Baby?”
I head to the den and notice all these flower petals on the ground and candles in a pathway leading up the stairs. I grin and follow them. I’m on the fourth floor of our row mansion when I see the petals lead to the door to be able to get outside to our roof where we have a nice little setup. I follow the path and see Raven, Damon and Maverick standing by the cornerof the roof away from our little set-up where we have dinner sometimes, in front of a huge thing with a blanket over it. Raven skips to me and jumps into my arms, kissing me deeply.
“Baby, I missed you so much.” I inhale her jasmine and berries scent, loving the way the hint of cinnamon clings to her. Sweet and spicy. Delicious. My girl. My wife.
“I m-missed you!” She gives me another quick peck and squirms in my arms so I let her down, but she doesn’t go anywhere. However, she pulls out a black sleep mask from her jacket pocket and tells me to put it on.
So I do. I grab her around the waist so she can lead me to stand by the guys. I hear a smallwhooshnoise and then, “Okay. Y-you can t-take it off n-now.”
“Holy shit.” My jaw drops and my heart stumps, then I grin so fucking huge and grab my wife, kissing her so hard I think I bruised both our lips. “George!” Set around him, is a bench, some plants, and more twinkling lights. There’s also a new heater so I can sit out here when it’s cold. “How?”
“I st-stole him.” Raven gushes proudly.
“You did notstealhim, youacquiredhim.” Maverick growls.
“Both!” Raven grins so wide it has to hurt.
I look between them curiously. “Wait, what?”
