Ever so carefully, she brings her arms down and places her delicate hands on my taut forearms. Her touch alone burns my already feverish skin, making me wish I hadn’t been so clouded by lust and just declined her request to touch me.
But it was that damn trust in her eyes that spurred me to offer some leniency.
“Do you trust me?” I ask, needing her to verbalize what I can see so clearly in her eyes.
“Yes.”
“You shouldn’t.”
“I know.”
I run my tongue over my front teeth, my pulse racing in my veins, prompting me to just fuck her already and be done with it. But it’s her goddamn fear of the unknown that has me hesitating. Instead of doing what every cell in my body demands and breaking her seal with one hard thrust, my hand trails down in between us and begins to play with her clit.
“What are you—”
“Shh, acushla. This will make it all the better. Trust me.”
Her tongue peeks out from between her parted lips as she lets out a sigh when my ministrations begin to have their desired effect. I lean down to her ear, nibbling on her lobe, as my fingers draw small circles on her sensitive nub.
“You’re fucking drenched, wife. I can smell you from here. How much does that greedy pussy want to get fucked?”
She starts to moan with every dirty word that falls out of my mouth, her nails sinking into my skin in tandem with my fingers quickening their pace.
“Such a perfect little slut. I bet you fooled everyone back in Mexico with your holier-than-thou air you like to flaunt so much, but you don’t fool me. You’re just another stupid cock-drunk whore who is only content when her cunt is filled to the hilt.”
Her eyes widen in utter outrage at my words, acting like she’s never been this insulted in her entire life, but the way her canal opens up for me, so that my cock can bury itself a little deeper inside her, tells me that my virgin bride likes every foul-mouthed word I throw at her.
“That’s it, acushla. Act like you’re not so fucking turned on right now that all it would take is your cunt swallowing my cock to have you seeing stars. You like me calling you my dirty little slut. You like it when I treat you like the insolent whore you are. Because that way you can justify in your head why your pussy is begging to be fucked by your greatest enemy.”
When her dripping cunt begins to clench around my dick, a tell-tale sign that she’s about to cum, I slap her pussy down hard, gaining another shocked glare from my pretty little innocent wife.
“You cum when I say you cum,” I grunt before biting her neck, making sure to leave my mark for every motherfucker out there to see who this fragile flower belongs to now.
“Argh!” she wails uncontrollably when I begin to play with her clit again.
This time I’m not gentle with my touch. I spit into my hand and use the saliva as lubricant to toy with her bundle of nerves. This only makes her pant out harder, shout incoherently, provoking the smug smirk on my face at witnessing how responsive she is to my touch. As if unimpressed with my cocky grin, her nails scratch at my forearms, making me hiss when I see she’s drawn blood.
“You’ve made me bleed, wife. Not many people can say they’ve had the honor. But I guess it’s only fair. Since I’m about to make you bleed all over my cock.”
“Virgen!” she yells in Spanish, while I’m coaxing out her first orgasm of the night.
“Not for long,” I grunt into her ear. “Cum, acushla. Cum on your husband’s dick like you want to.”
And just as her orgasm hits her, I thrust deep into her core, breaking her hymen and stealing the last remains of innocence she has been holding on to for long enough. Her loud wail of ecstasy merges with the hint of pain I’ve just inflicted on her. My lids close, and my breathing becomes shallow, as I try hard not to cum inside of her from just one thrust. A hard thing to accomplish since her cunt strangles my cock, intent on milking it dry.
She’s so fucking warm.
So tight and inviting that it takes inhuman effort on my part not to pound into her and cum.
“Tiernan,” she says softly, looking into my eyes with both tears of joy and misery. “Don’t stop. I can take it.”
Fuck.
“Such a greedy little slut. I’ve already stolen your prized possession, and still you want more.”
Instead of rising to my provocation, she lifts up her head a little until her teeth scrape over my stubble, her tongue following suit.
“It didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would,” she whispers, placing chaste kisses on my neck, jaw, and cheek. “I can take it now. The worst is over, right?”