50. Hayden

There"ssomething about fucking your wife that hits different.

Her fire might"ve gone down to cinders when she said her goodbyes to her family, but that anger from earlier is back as we stumble through the front door of our house. She"s clawing at my clothes, violent as she bites into my lip and draws blood.

"I"m so mad at you," she bites out, shoving me back against the wall as she yanks my shirt off over my head. She"s got this look in her eyes I"ve never seen before, and fuck if it doesn"t make me hard as a rock. "I want to make you hurt for what you did to me."

"Do it," I say, reaching for her, but she slaps my hands away as she unbuttons my pants. Her hands shake and she growls when she can"t get them open, ripping the fabric so hard that it tears and then shoves them down my legs. Thank fuck Sawyer listened to me and stayed out because no way are we making it to the bedroom.

At least not for round one.

She shoves me back against the wall again and drops to her knees, taking my dick in her hand and stroking it as she stares up at me with that inferno in her eyes that I"d destroy anyone or anything for. "You think you own me now?" She squeezes me hard enough that it hurts, and I groan as I nod. "I think I own you." She flicks her tongue against my piercing, and it feels like lightning shoots straight to my balls. Then she licks up the length of me before sucking the tip into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it.

"Christ," I grunt as she takes me deeper, bobbing her head up and down as she pushes me to my limits with her tongue, gagging when I hit the back of her throat. My fingers dig into her hair, gripping it in my fist. Her hands clutch my thighs, nails digging into my skin so hard I think I might be bleeding, but I give no fucks. She wants to hurt me? I"ll take every bit of the pain and ask for more.

She pulls off with a pop, spit dripping down her chin and there"s nothing better in this world than wrecking my wife with my cock. She stares up at me with those eyes that make me want to fall to my knees for her instead. "Take out your anger on me, wife. I deserve it."

She smirks up at me as she strokes me with one hand while reaching up to tweak my nipple with the other. "You do," she says as she twists it hard enough that it hurts like a bitch.

"Fuck," I hiss and she laughs, licking the spot where her name"s tattooed on my abs.

"How hard do you think you have to come for it to hurt?" she asks sweetly, batting her lashes up at me as she bites her lip. She"s so fucking sexy when she"s like this, trying to be the one in control. I"ll let her have it for now.

"Harder than you can take," I tell her with a smirk, knowing she"ll rise to the challenge. She always does.

She stands up and shoves me back against the wall before reaching up to wrap her fingers around my throat. It"s not tight enough to cut off my air, but my dick jerks as her nails prick my skin. "We"ll see about that." She leans up and kisses me hard, biting my lip again before shoving me back and then down onto the floor.

I land on my back and she crawls on top of me, straddling my hips and yanking her panties to the side. Her skirt is shoved up around her hips and right now I want her to do whatever the fuck she wants to me. My wife wraps her fingers around my dick and then rubs it along her slick pussy. Back and forth, back and forth without putting me inside of her. It"s maddening and torturous and I buck my hips up to try to force my way into her cunt where I belong.

"No," she says as she tightens her grip on my cock until it aches and she stops sliding across my length. "You don"t get to take what you want. Not this time." She leans down, biting my nipple again and I grunt as I reach for her, gripping her hair in my fist as she sucks on it until it hurts. "I"m taking what I want." She sits back up, staring down at me with the devil in her eyes as she sinks onto my dick, daring me to move.

I don"t even breathe.

She goes slow, so fucking slow that it feels like hours before she"s fully impaled, her pussy squeezing the life out of me. She grinds against me, moaning softly as she tilts her head back and closes her eyes. "Hayden..." She says my name like a prayer, and it"s all I can do not to flip her over and fuck her into oblivion.

But she wants to be in control. And I want to give it to her.

There is one thing I won"t compromise on tonight. I reach up and grip her chin, forcing her to look down at me. "You look at me when you"re riding my cock, wife."

Her eyes lock on mine as she bites her lip and rocks back and forth on top of me, using me to get herself off as she takes what she needs from my body. Her fingers dig into my chest as she moves faster and faster, bouncing on top of me with this wild look in her eyes that tempts me to blow my load just to piss her off. But I hold back, gritting my teeth as I let her use me however she wants.

Her pussy tightens around my shaft and she moans out my name as she comes, grinding against me as she rides out her first orgasm. She leans forward, kissing me hard as she keeps moving. "I fucking love you," she whispers against my lips, some of that fury in her eyes cooled.

So orgasms calm her right the fuck down. Noted. I"m tucking that shit away to use against her for the rest of our lives.

She starts to move again, riding me faster and faster until I can"t take it anymore. She"s had her fun, but now it"s my turn.

I flip us over, pinning her beneath me against the hardwood floor as I fuck into her with deep strokes that make her scream and claw at my back like she"s trying to get away, but she"s not going anywhere.

My baby"s growing inside of her and my ring"s on her finger. She"s got my last name and my name"s tattooed on her skin. There"s no escaping this life with me.

I reach between us and start rubbing her clit, needing her to come again before I lose my mind—or blow my load. Her back bows up into me as she wraps her legs around my waist. "God, Hayden," she chokes out in between moans and gasps.

"That"s right, wife. Strangle my dick. Come all over me," I thrust harder, fucking her so hard it feels like I might break her, and for a second I wonder if I"m hurting the baby by being this rough. But then she"s tipping her head back and choking the life out of my cock while she comes again, her body trying to pull me in deeper and never let go.

I don"t hold back, fucking her through her orgasm and then letting myself come too as I bury myself inside of her and fill her with everything that I am. It feels like my entire being shoots out of my dick and into her. My balls ache when it"s over, like a lifetime"s worth of cum just left my body, along with a good chunk of my soul.

Cassidy wraps herself around me, holding me close as we both try to catch our breath. "I want you to know," she whispers against my ear. "I"m still mad at you."

"Yeah? Maybe I like you mad."

She laughs, her fingers drifting up to play with my hair as I stay inside of her, on top of her. "You"re an asshole."

"Your asshole."