Page 2 of Oscar: Organized Chaos

“Mmm, beg for me. I like it when you beg, Paige.” I step forward, stroking my cock up and down her pussy, without pushing into her dripping hole. “Beg like a good girl.”

Her head falls back against my shoulder, her green eyes full of lust. My fingers press harder against her pulse on her neck, and her cunt drips onto my cock. “Needy girl.” I slap her pussy with my cock, and she startles with a moan that hits me in the balls.

“Please.”

Relenting, I push the head of my cock into her pussy, so excruciatingly slow I feel every stretch of her muscles. Fuck, she’s sensational.

Heat spreads over her cheeks as her pleading eyes never leave my face—the look in them euphoric as I inch myself inside her.

“Show me my tits, Paige.”

I always refer to her body as mine because, simply, she belongs to me.

Her hands move from the counter, and she fumbles with the buttons of her shirt before frantically removing it. “Show me!” I bite out when she doesn’t move fast enough, pressing harder on her throat for emphasis.

As soon as her milky flesh tumbles out, I growl in response before surging forward and reveling in the way her nipples peak for me to toy with. I pull back in rapture, enough to watch the force of my thrust make her tits bounce. The very tits that will feed our baby.

That will enable us to become complete.

TWO

Oscar

Her pussy clenches me in with each thrust. “That’s it, Paige. Clench my cock.”

“Oh god.”

I remove my hand from her hip to slap her tit hard, and her moan of pleasure spurs me on. “Fuck, you love me being rough with you, don’t you?”

She hums in the back of her throat, a mixture of pleasure and pain, a perfect concoction.

I twist her nipple, and her pupils dilate. I slam inside her harder. “Fuck.” Her pussy flutters around me, and I know she’s close to orgasming. If it wasn’t for the meeting with Bren, I would prolong our pleasure, but unfortunately, we have important business to discuss regarding STORM Enterprises and our dumbass half brother, Teddy.

“That’s it, drip your cunt on my cock like a good girl.” Removing my hand from her nipple, I use it to stimulate her swollen clit, desperately in need of my touch.

“Play with your tits, Paige. You know I like to see you.”

“Oh god, Oscar.” She garbles around my hold, making me smirk. I piston in and out of her hole.

She presses those glorious tits together as I watch over her shoulder. I can’t resist biting into her neck when she torments me further by playing with her darkened nipples, and my mouth waters in pleasure.

My footing falters at the sight. “Fuck, Paige.”

“Ahhh.” Her gasp urges me on. The peaks of her nipples now tight buds begging to be sucked while my movements become erratic, as I’m determined to fill her with my cum.

“Oscar!” Her pussy clenches tightly. “Yes!”

So fucking tight, my balls draw up. “I’m going to cum inside you.”

“Ohhhhh.” Her climax courses through her body, the tension filling her and flowing into my body as we come together in an intoxicating bliss of fulfillment.

With my body draining into hers, I slowly release her throat, happy that my wife is satisfied and will comply without too much of a headache.

Checking the clock in the living area, she has only six minutes to change into something suitable for our meeting.

Casting my eyes down to hers, I relish in her woozy, post-orgasmic bliss, slightly annoyed I had to keep it brief. Gifting her a delicate kiss, I pull out of my pussy and inwardly smile at the cum dripping onto the tiled floor.

“You have five minutes and sixteen seconds to get ready, Paige. Don’t make me frustrated.” I wait for her reaction, and she spins on her heels to face me as I tug up my zipper with a sense of accomplishment.

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