Chapter 22

Cyrus

I couldn't think of anything other than getting balls deep down her neck. I glanced down to see she only had a few inches left, but I didn't move. I let her adjust to my cock inside her neck. She was probably so horny that it wouldn't take much to make her cum once I was done with her hot little mouth. Emilia was the gift that kept on giving. I pulled out and looked down as she gasped for air before I thrust my dick back down her neck. This time, she didn't choke or gag but swallowed me down. I began to fuck her beautiful face burrowing deeper each time.

"My gorgeous cock sucking wife," I cooed to her. "You take me so well."

The feel of her throat contracting around my dick as I surged in and out of her was beautiful. Not many women could take my thick length down their neck, but I would never need anyone but Emilia. I felt her soak my balls as I smacked her face with each thrust. She'd looked perfect leaving the house, but the dark part of me loved destroying her with my dick.

I smiled when she made a gurgling noise, but my fingers tightened on the couch, and I continued to thrust in and out of her mouth, only pausing when I felt I was too close to cumming. I doubted she would leave the house without underwear again.

"Yes, get me nice and wet for your pussy," I said as I held myself in her neck.

She moaned around my cock, and I closed my eyes to focus because my cock jerked in response, and my balls ached to release their load. I slowly eased out of her neck and yanked her up by the top of her arms.

Her chin was dripping with thick, viscous saliva, and her black make-up ran down her eyes. I moved her towards the end of the couch and bent her over. I lifted her leg over the armrest to inspect her pussy. It glistened with her arousal, and I slapped her ass.

"Such a good girl, nice and wet for my dick. You're as nasty as me, Emilia, which is surprising considering you were a virgin four days ago," I said with a chuckle.

I placed my dick against the opening of her pussy and slammed myself inside her until I was fully embedded into her cunt. She let out a strangled scream, and I leaned over and pushed her face onto the couch.

"This is why I need you to wear underwear because it doubles up as a gag. If you feel the need to scream again, shove your face into the couch," I said before releasing her head.

I stood upright again so I could watch her pussy swallow up my dick. It was the perfect height to cum deep inside her pussy, and I wanted her pregnant. I fucked her deep and hard. Her muffled moans were perfect. I would never be in this office again without thinking about me ravaging Emilia.

"Are you going to give me a child, Emilia?" I asked as I began to lazily thrust in and out of her delightfully slick tight pussy.

Her arousal coated my dick better than her saliva because it shone under the sunlight pouring through my office windows. I pushed her leg higher and searched for her clit since she was too slow to answer me. Her pussy instantly tightened around me, and she raised her head.

"Yes, yes, please just fuck me already," she cried.

"So demanding," I mused as I continued to torture us both.

This time she turned around with a scowl on her face, but I paused my hips and began to rub her hardened clit more vigorously. Her eyes fluttered shut, and her face morphed into pleasure, then pain.

"Yeah, no attitude with me, young lady, or you don't get to cum."

Her eyes snapped open, and horror was written on her expressive face.

"Please, Cyrus, I-I really need to cum," she said, clutching the sofa beneath her.

My eyes caught her rings and my heart stuttered as it truly hit me that she was it for me. The last woman I would ever fuck. My lover, my confidant, my wife and the mother of our children.

"Anything for you, my sweet girl," I said as I let go of her pussy to place a hand on the couch and wrap my fingers around her throat to pull her up for a kiss.

"Do you want me to make it hurt, baby? Do you need me to take that nasty ache away?" I asked softly before I traced the tip of my tongue from her chin to her lips.

Her eyes welled up with unshed tears, and she slowly nodded as a tear drop ran down her cheek. I swallowed down the weird lump in my throat and kissed her nose before I shoved her face back onto the couch.

She knew what she was getting with me, and she loved it because as I stood up to relieve us both, she reached back and spread her ass for me.

"You're so fucking perfect, and I will never stop telling you that, Emilia," I said as I stared at her puckered little asshole that I'd yet to discover.

"You can tell me later," she said, muffled against the couch, causing me to grin broadly.

I shoved my foot over the couch to place it beside her and gripped her arms so I could fuck her as deeply as possible. Her hands fell away from her ass, but I didn't give her a chance to brace herself as I shoved my dick deep inside her slick hole. I grunted while she gasped as my balls smacked against her.

"Right there, hmm. I'm going to fuck you so hard until you scream for me," I growled.

Anything after that was a haze because I fucked her so hard that I felt the tip of my cock hit something deep inside her, but all I could think of was nutting inside her and feeling her cum on my dick. I was lost in a world where there were only two souls. The only thing that pierced through to me was when she let out a sudden scream. I slammed into her one final time before I let myself go.

I gasped for air as my cock throbbed and jerked before my cum violently sprayed her insides. Her pussy clenched around me, repeatedly milking my dick as nature intended.