Step Bride: A Bad Boy Mob Roman(43)

“I’m not yours,” I said, trying to resist him.

“Pretend all you want, Natalie,” he said, working my pussy. I threw my arms around his neck and opened my thighs to give him more room. “But you’re my fucking wife. And you’re soaking wet every time I come near you.”

He reached up and untied the back of my bikini top, letting it drop to the ground. He kissed my chest and teased my nipples with his tongue as he continued to work my pussy, sliding fingers in and out of me, working my clit.

I adjusted myself, straddling his lap. He continued to work me, kissing my lips, rubbing my spot, and I could barely control myself. I’d never been so heightened before, so turned on. I reached down between his legs, grasping his thick cock through his pants. He grunted as I began to work him. I was losing myself in the moment, in his body, in the sensations he was sending through me. He was in complete control of the moment, and I knew it. We both knew it. I’d do whatever he wanted.

He slipped his hand out from my bottoms and I dropped down onto my knees. He was sitting on the hay bale, looking at me as I unbuckled his pants and slid them down off his feet. I tossed his shoes and socks aside, leaving him in only his dress shirt and his tight black boxer briefs.

“I love watching you undress me,” he said. “I love that skin, those fucking tits, your lips.”

I reached up and slipped the underwear off him, sliding it down his legs and tossing it aside. His cock was thick and stiff, hard as hell.

“See what you do to me?” he said. “My cock is fucking harder than it’s ever been.”

I reached up and took it in my hand, slowly stroking him. “What do you want me to do?” I asked.

“Suck that cock, Natalie. Take that cock deep into your mouth and suck it hard.”

I obeyed, sliding the tip between my lips and sucking him hard. I took him as far as I could, sucking his cock with a frenzy and an excitement that I didn’t even realize I had.

He pressed my head down, groaning as I sucked him. I wanted him to feel good. I wanted to suck his cock hard and deep. I pulled back and jerked him off using my spit, and I watched as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

“I love the way you look at me,” he said. “I can see how badly you want it in your eyes.”

I looked away, blushing.

“Don’t pretend it’s not true,” he said, pulling my gaze back.

“I know it’s true,” I said.

“Good.” He finished unbuttoning his shirt, leaving it open. I stared at his chest, his muscular chest, and his ripped abs. I wanted to kiss every inch of that.

“Suck that cock now, Nat. Make me so hard I want to burst.”

I went back to work, sucked him slow and hard, looking up at him. He watched me take his cock in my mouth, grunting his pleasure. I kept my hands on either side of him on the hay bale, letting his dick slide in and out from between my lips. He began to thrust himself into my throat, and I took every inch of him, sucking his cock hard and rough.

“Touch yourself while you suck me,” he commanded.

I listened, reaching down between my legs. I had never touched myself in front of someone before, but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t say no to him, didn’t want to say no. I began to rub my own soaked clit as I sucked his cock, and the fact that he was watching me pleasure myself sent excitement roaring through my veins.

“Fuck. I love the way you moan while sucking my cock,” he said. “I love having my cock in your mouth, you dirty girl.”

I finally pulled back, jerking him hard and fast, moaning as I touched myself.

He stood up suddenly and grabbed his pants, pulling his wallet from his back pocket. He slipped a condom out from inside it and tossed his pants and wallet aside.

“Get up,” he said. I listened and stood. “Take off your bottoms.”

I stepped out of my bikini bottoms, kicking them away. I felt so exposed up in the loft, but I didn’t care. He sat back down on the bale and pulled me close to him.

“Put it on,” he said.

I took the condom, ripped it open, and slowly slid it down along his shaft.

When I was done, he took my hips and lifted me up onto him. I straddled him, his cock pressing against my pussy. I wanted to drop down but he held me there, looking into my eyes.

“Tell me how badly you want it.”

“I want you to fuck me,” I said.

“Tell me you want to feel my cock deep inside you.”

“I need it. I need you to fuck me.”

He pressed me down, pushing his cock deep between my legs.

The agonizing pleasure flooded through my mind. I tossed my head back, gasping, moaning, as he slowly filled me to the brim.

He kissed me then, leaving his cock inside me. I slowly began to slide back up and down, slowly at first, getting used to his heft, his size.