Epilogue

EPILOGUE

Chrissy

" D o you know what I'm going to do to you when you become my wife, Chrissy?"

My pussy soaks my panties as my husband's voice rumbles in my ear. He plays the part well. The part of the wealthy man being promised his young bride. I used to imagine Sean as I'd sit next to the men my father had forced me with. I used to pretend it was the man I love saying all the dirty things to me. It was the only way I could get through the moments without being sick or running and disobeying my dad. Now, I don't have to pretend.

"I don't, Mr. Kade. What do husbands do to their wives?"

His groan is proof I'm driving him just as wild with my sweet, innocent act.

"I'm going to make you a woman."

"Oh." I look up, giving him a puzzled expression. "How exactly do you do that?"

He grips onto my hand and pulls it right to his crotch, forcing my fingers to rub over his very hard dick.

"I'm going to put this inside you. That's how."

I rub up and down, giving it a squeeze, and he lets out a groan, causing another flutter to hit between my legs.

"Have you ever seen one, Chrissy?" I bite my lip, shaking my head shyly. "Well, I'm going to change that. Unzip me, sweetheart."

My eyes dart around the fancy restaurant. It's not the same one Sean used to work at, but it's similar. It's just as nice. All the tables are lit with candles. All the patrons are dressed in fancy attire. And here we are tucked in the back corner booth, playing our naughty little game.

"Nobody can see under the table, little one. Now, be a good girl and pull my zipper down."

I nervously scan the room once more, playing my part as the worried virgin, heightening it for both of us. His hand reaches for my chin, turning me to face him, and the look in his eyes is my warning. My fingers hesitantly reach for his zipper and slowly tug it down. As soon as his fly is open, I scan the room again.

"That's it. Now, put those little fingers in my pants and pull me out."

Again, I protest. "But my dad said you aren't supposed to touch me. Not until we're married."

Sean groans into the side of my neck and nuzzles against my ear. I love driving him crazy. I love knowing how much the big grizzly man lusts for me. Seeing and feeling the control I have over him, makes me feel powerful and sexy.

"I'm not breaking the agreement, Chrissy. You're the one who's going to be doing the touching. Now, put your hand inside my pants and take me out."

This time, I'm the one moaning. His commanding tone is making my pussy throb. My fingers wiggle their way into the opening of his slacks and I feel him. He's going commando tonight. Though, he always does when we play our games. It's one less barrier between us. One less restriction blocking my access to him.

"That's it, angel. Now wrap your hand around it. Oh…" He breaks off on a groan, getting lost to the feeling. "There you go. That's it. Now, give it a little squeeze. Fuck." He lets out another grunt which has my eyes darting around the room, but no one is even looking in our direction. "Such a good little girl." His breathing is growing heavy. The words becoming more like pants as I explore the girth of him with stumbling fingers. "Now, take him out so you can see the part of me that is going to be inside you soon."

I drag him through the opening of his pants and look down. The sight of him never grows old. And seeing my claiming on the base of his fat cock—the tattoo that says "Property of Chrissy"—has my pussy clenching. I want to be filled by my husband. But that's not going to happen until after dinner. Until after he's worked me to the point where I'm begging him in the back of the limo on our way home to have him break my father's agreement and fill me up. I'll promise him over and over that I'll never tell. And I know he'll cave to me. He'll give me exactly what I want, and make me into a woman.

"Now, wrap your hands around my cock, angel, and stroke it up and down. Here, let me show you." He places his hand over mine and shows me how hard he wants it right now. How tight he wants me to squeeze. I follow his example and do as I'm instructed. I work him over until his cum is spurting from the tip and hitting the side of the tablecloth. My eyes shoot up as I look at the spot.

"You made me excited, sweetheart. Those hands of yours made me feel good. And as soon as our vows are made, I promise to make that special spot between your legs feel good too."

His dirty words have my hand drifting to the place. My fingers running up the inside of my dress. He shifts closer, tugging the base of my dress higher. Giving me easier access.

"I may not be able to touch you, little one, but your dad didn't say anything about me watching you touch yourself. He said nothing about me previewing what's going to be mine." He looks down to where my panties are exposed, and my legs are spread enough for him to see. "Pull those little panties to the side and let me get a peek of my pretty girl."

Again, I feign innocence. Glancing around the room, nibbling on my lower lip.

"I promise your father won't find out. Just one look, angel."

I tug the material out of the way to give him what he wants. As soon as my pussy comes into view, he sucks in a gasp of air. "Damn, you have a pretty little cunt. I bet it feels good too. All soft and smooth. Touch yourself, angel. Tell me what it feels like."

I hesitantly run my fingers over myself, watching his eyes grow darker with lust. Watching his cock get hard again. "Look what you did." His eyes drop to his thick shaft. "You made me swollen again. Now, let me see you push those fingers inside yourself. We need to get you primed for our wedding night."

I moan into the side of his neck, loving our dirty little game. My fingers slide down and do as commanded. Pressing in slowly and feeling the slickness within. His eyes are burning darker, watching me sink in deeper.

"That's it, baby. Now, pump them in and out."

I push in further, already feeling the pulses in my gut. The tremors of lust building from within. I need to fuck him. I need to be filled with his huge cock. I look up, signaling with my eyes that I'm ready for the check, and he flags the waitress over.

The girl comes right to our table, and he quickly pulls the tablecloth over our laps. "Can we get an order of the chocolate mousse?" He asks, his voice sounding a little gruffer.

"Of course." She smiles then darts off to place the order. I turn toward my husband, wondering what I did for him to punish me.

"You're not going to tell your dad about our little dinner, are you?" He's still in character, still torturing my need with his dominant demands. I shake my head. "That's a good girl. Now, come and sit on my lap and I'll show you exactly what's going to happen on our wedding night."

A tremble runs right through me. It's another first for us. Fucking in public, taking things to a new forbidden level. I slide onto his lap, and feel his thick cock spreading my lips apart. As soon as his dick thrusts against my clit, I nearly slump forward onto the table. My hands are gripped on the edge and I'm practically hyperventilating with need.

"Lift your hips, baby girl. And when the waitress comes with our dessert, you better behave."

I see her coming towards us now. Which is good because I'm not going to be able to control myself for much longer. His cock feels so good. He's sliding over every inch and filling me deep. I push my hips all the way down, seating myself fully right as the waitress approaches with our sweet treat.

"Thank you." I smile, picking up the spoon as soon as she places the dessert in front of me. I dive in for a bite, trying to act like nothing is amiss under the tablecloth, but Sean is grinding into me, not even pausing until the waitress is out of sight. She smiles and turns, rushing off to her other tables and Sean's mouth is right at my ear.

"Such a good little girl. Now, eat your dessert while I fuck this pretty little cunt."

I moan around another bite of chocolate mousse, barely able to swallow it down as my orgasm starts to build. Sean is relentless. Gripping my waist tight, grinding me back and forth over his lap, fucking me with perfection. His finger starts massaging my clit and then it's game over.

I drop the spoon onto the table, riding through the storm of pressure that's twisting right through me. My hands are gripped onto the edge, my eyes staring down at the little cup of mousse, and I'm doing everything I can to keep quiet. When I feel his cum release inside, his body convulsing behind me, my moan slips free.

I quickly look up, checking our surroundings, but I don't even care. All I care about is the man who allows me to explore all my wildest fantasies and who loves me with abandon.

"You did so good, baby girl. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

And I can't wait until we get home so I can share the big news with him. Because that life is about to get even better. And our family is about to get even bigger.

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