Chapter 29

Emilia

Fuck, he was so good with his mouth that it made the butt plug ordeal worth it. When his hand rested on my stomach, it reminded me of the baby, and I put my hand on top of his. He was like a force of nature. He simply took what he wanted with zero remorse. The weirdest thing was that he reminded me of my Dad. If my Dad gave him a chance he would like Cyrus.

A sudden light bulb moment hit me. My Dad couldn't cause a fuss at the wedding if he knew I was pregnant. I could picture his indignant face now. A snicker left my mouth, and Cyrus's head jerked up. Or maybe not. He would know that we had sex.

"What's funny about me eating my pussy," he growled at me.

"If my Dad knows I'm pregnant, he might not cause a fuss on our wedding day. But then he might be raging if he knew I'd had sex."

Cyrus had hired an event planner, and I'd given all the basic specifications. I didn't care about the rest and gave her free rein over the rest. All I wanted to do was marry Cyrus and spend time with my family.

"You're thinking about your dad while I'm eating your pussy?" he asked incredulously.

"Uh, sorry," I said and patted his head awkwardly because he seemed to be offended.

"Oh, I don't think so, Angel," he said as he got onto his knees. "If I am eating my woman out, the only fucking man she should be thinking about is me."

My eyes trailed down his chest to his abdomen until I saw his heavy cock bobbing. He looked furious and charged up the bed with his arms stretched out for me. I closed my eyes, but he swung us around until he lay on the bed, and I sat on his chest.

"Sit on my face," he snapped at me.

I quickly shuffled over his broad shoulders until he grabbed my hips to pull me onto his face. He paused for a moment before he wiggled down the bed and dragged me with him.

"Bend over," he said as he spread my legs wide open.

I was puzzled, but when I bent over and put my elbows on the pillows, he grabbed my ass and pulled my pussy over his mouth. I winced as his teeth grazed over my sensitive skin. He gripped my ass painfully before he slapped my ass. The sound echoed around the room, and I gasped from the stinging pain. He held my ass as he began to slurp while he probed my pussy with his tongue.

Oh, I loved this new burst of energy.

One hand went to my hip before he began to move me up and down his face. The rough stubble on his face prickled against my pussy and inner thighs, but he felt so good that I began to rub myself against him trying to get some friction on my clit. I didn't care if he couldn't breathe. It was payback for all the throat fucking he had subjected me to. My breasts grazed the covers beneath me, making me moan.

I felt him open his mouth wide as he licked and sucked on my labia. His tongue worked its way up to my clit until I sat upright over his face. My knees were on either side of her head, and I could see his eyes. He kept his eyes on me and flicked his tongue over my clit. My eyes began to flutter, and I reached for my breasts to play with my nipples while he sucked my clit into his mouth.

"Oh, fuck, that feels so good," I moaned.

I glanced down at his eyes, and I slid a hand in his hair before I rubbed my pussy over his face. His eyes darkened, and he stared at me as he held his tongue out for me to use, but I needed more. He held my hips still, and he kissed my pussy before he tapped my leg. I moved back and sat on his chest. He grabbed a pillow and stuck it under his head before he slid me down his body.

"Put my dick inside you, Angel. I want to feel how tight you are with that plug in your ass," he said before his eyes dropped down to my breasts. "I want you to fuck yourself on my dick so hard that you make these beautiful tits shake."

His hands cupped my breasts, and he tweaked my nipples before he tugged them. I moved back and knelt over his cock. I rubbed my hand over his cock before I gripped him and placed it at my opening. That's when I began to sink down on him. I was so wet that the first few inches went in easily, but as he got deeper, it felt different because the butt plug was inside me.

"What did I say?" he asked me.

I swallowed and put my hands on his chest before I pushed down until another few inches went inside of me. His hand rested on my hip, but he put the one around my neck. I knew what he wanted, so I began to rock myself back and forth until I felt him stretch me out. The deeper he went inside me, the better it felt.

"Yeah, Angel, work that tight cunt, fuck me," he said as placed both hands on my hip and began to move me faster.

I closed my eyes and let my body move as I began to ride him the way I'd imagined. I needed to cum so badly. His arms wrapped around me, and his mouth moved over my breast until he sucked my nipple into his mouth. His fingers bit into my hips as he began to thrust upward each time I pushed down on him.

His mouth let go of my nipple as he began to pound in and out of me. Each time he surged inside of me, I gasped for breath because I felt the plug in my ass, only now it felt good. I ground my pussy against his pelvis, and the friction against my clit made me lose control as I flung my head up and dug my nails into his chest.

I gasped for air as my pussy began to convulse around him. The tighter I gripped his cock, the tighter my ass clenched the plug. It was like nothing I'd ever experienced. I pushed myself down on him, loving the feel of him moving inside me. Perhaps there was something to anal sex after all.