Page 44 of Falling for the Wife

“Most women wouldn’t agree to such an arrangement.”

She arched an elegant brow, challenging me. “I’m not most women, in case that obvious fact escaped your notice.”

I knew she was special, as did most of the male population. “What about you? Will you continue with your army of admirers?”

“I have to keep up the pretense, don’t I?” she immediately quipped back.

Wyatt and CO. weren’t going anywhere anytime soon, then. The Rinaldi man most especially, his eyes gave him away. They were possessive, examining each man who came to Gisele at her father’s funeral with great scrutiny. I was tempted to confront him, too, but Thomas sardonically pointed out brawls stemming from jealousy shouldn’t take place at her father’s funeral.

It was the wordjealousythat drove it home for me. I rejected Thomas’s notions, of course. But after I joined her in bed later that night and that bloody buffoon texted her, the abominable reaction reared its ugly head, confirming Thomas’s suspicion. I was jealous; there was no mistaking it. But instead of pondering the complexities of my emotions towards Gisele, I diverted my mind to pleasurable, much more savory pastures. The memory of her lush body laid out on the bed, ready for the taking, was embedded in my mind.

Here I was again, weighing the complexity of my passions towards my young wife. She freely granted me freedom, but where did that leave her? So, if Gisele intended to mingle amongst the bloody oafs, I’d wish to know, too. “Will you have the same freedom you’ve granted me to enjoy?”

She pointedly looked at me unblinkingly. “You tell me, Jared.”

The thought of her offering herself to another man made me see red. But I believed in equality even though my cock was against it. “It’s only fair if you do, too.”

Her face lit up before she hastily planted those luscious puckers against my own. “So…” she coquettishly whispered with a sexy smile, “does that mean it’s a yes?”

“Let me think on it…if that’s all right with you.”Must you really?What happened t0 “the decision was set in stone?”my mind wretchedly countered, taunting me.You only had to feel her glorious cunt on your cock and you’re done for.

It was beyond pathetic, I knew, but if there was a possible solution around this hellish ordeal without having to give Gisele up, then I was willing to see if her solution would be the answer to my dilemma.

“You have until tomorrow night to decide, or the deal’s off,” she briskly ordered, unamused by my indecision.

My dick involuntarily twitched. “You have no idea how much it turns me on when you get all commanding on me.” I made a wicked grin as my palm struck her right ass cheek, propelling her forward, launching her creamy breasts towards me. I feasted on them, nipping, suckling, and groping her velvety globes punishingly. A delirious guttural moan came out of her when I used my teeth to tug her breast, spurting more of her slick essence on my shaft as she rode me harder, harsher.

Her intense rocking motion made her hair come undone as she fiercely undulated against my hard length.

My mouth hung ajar as I marveled in sheer fascination. She was so lovely just like this—splendidly out of her mind stimulated, solely fixated on the feeling my cock granted her pussy. She was a vision of wild abandon, and I couldn’t get enough of her. There was nothing sexier than witnessing a woman unleashing primal appetite, uninhibited with her sexuality.

All of my senses stroking the uncontainable fire, my thumb unforgivingly circled her nub while my other hand grappled her hip, obscenely grinding her greedy mound on my girth. The glorious slurping sounds of our sexes grinding together roused me to a point of no return. “Christ almighty, woman!” I harshly thundered out, blinded by a compelling need. “Ride me faster, harder. Grind that tight cunt on my cock, Gisele! Show me how much you need me, kitten.”

“Fuck,” she frantically moaned as she bit her lip. “Oh, fuck yes!” She went mad on my cock, rolling her hips in such a feverish motion that even though she was screaming as she orgasmed, she carried out my command, never stopping her momentum so I could have my release, too. I was on the verge of spurting my seed when she marginally tilted her hips, accidentally sliding the fat head of my pole into her narrow vaginal opening.

A sharp hiss came out of our lips, freezing us both. Time stood still. A deafening sound blanketed us as our stunned eyes collided. We heavily panted, eyes flickering different ranges of emotions as we grappled with the severity of the situation. She was so snug the head barely pierced through her. But it was there, inside of her, throbbing as it was being choked by such incredible snugness it was almost unreal. The intense combination of pain and pleasure rocketed through me, soft licks of temptation knocking the last remnants of common sense left in my fogged brain.

When I was about to shift her back off of my length, the wicked witch flexed her cunt muscles boldly, tightening around the bulbous head, making my nose flare from the sweet torture her cunt did to me.

My eyes glazed with rabid lust, but a spark of consciousness fluttered through my mind. “Don’t,” I harshly grunted out. My fingers dug into her hips, quite terrified at the look on her beautiful face. “We can’t fuck, Gisele.”

“So you say…” she gasped out, daring as she brazenly lowered her cunt another inch before viciously hissing when she couldn’t go farther. She was beyond tight. It was almost as unbearably painful as it was exquisite. “Fuck…It hurts so much…” Her gray eyes moistened, beyond frustrated at her pussy’s inability to take more.

This was a good sign. Thank God! Great relief washed over me. But curiosity pressed my mind. “Are you sure you’ve been fucked before?” I blurted out before realizing I had spoken the question aloud. How could one be so unimaginably tight for such a sexually active woman? She’d had sex with Jack Yates—abandoned condom foils were on her nightstand, for fuck’s sake.

“I lost my virginity a little over a month ago,” she murmured before she carefully placed a hand on my shoulder, slowly lifting her body then sliding it back down in the same cautious manner. “Let me do this please…even if it’s just the tip…” she begged. Before I could manage a response, her lips captured mine, silencing me altogether.

Her cunt wouldn’t allow her to take more, so I granted her wish. How could I not? She felt too marvelous to resist. She frenziedly fucked the head of my cock. The only drawback was when the wench wouldn’t get off when I was seconds away from release.

“Damn it, Gisele!” I forcefully yanked her off me, placing her back on the ottoman. My hand wrapped around the base of my hardened length, savagely jerking it. Seconds away from unloading, her hand covered mine while she intently gawked up at me.

“Let me.”

Her mouth devoured me whole. My hips bucked as I raptly scrutinized her glorious mouth trying to take my entire length. Tears rimmed her eyes, but it didn’t deter me from placing a hand behind her head, pushing her mouth farther down my girth. She let out a groan before placing a hand on my leg, as if to stop me.

She ought to be taught a lesson—never play with the big boys if she couldn’t handle the heat.

Without hesitation, I forced my dick down her throat, taking half of my length, choking her as my cock-head hit past her throat to her esophagus, gagging her as my seed raced down from my sack and out of my slit, heavily exploding into her mouth.

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