Page 18 of Untamed Reunion

He thrusts between his legs, allowing my arousal to gather on his shaft. The tip of his penis rubs against my clit shooting sparks throughout my body.

“Please fuck me,” I whimper.

“So desperate you’re begging for my cock now, hmm? Are you going to be my good little kitten and take my dick deep into your pussy?” He aligns himself with me as I nod rapidly.

One one thrust, he bottoms out. We both moan in unison at the feeling of him stuffing me full.

“Oh, wife,” he says on a thrust, “you were made for me. This pussy is mine.”

“Yours,” I moan, taking thrust after thrust. He pulls out abruptly and I whimper from the loss.

“Bend over.”

I scamper to do as he says, getting on all fours and sticking my ass out to meet his demands. His hand lands with a crack on a cheek, and I wince at the sensation. He rubs his hand over the skin, soothing it before he lands another hit.

“Ah,” I cry out. This shouldn’t feel as good as it does.

His cock enters me, pounding into me with no mercy, his grip on my hips is brutal.

I grip the bed sheets as his bulbous head rubs the spot inside me that makes me see stars. I can’t do anything but hang on for this wild ride that we’re on. The bedframe hits the walls, causing a ruckus. He slows his thrusts, and I take the momentary reprieve to catch my breath. One of his hands leaves my hips, and there’s a strange sensation in an uncharted territory. Pressure is applied to my puckered hole and I cry out. Every nerve is on fire and my brain can’t compute everything happening all at once.

“How does this feel?” He asks me.

“It- it feels good. Yes, keeping going.” There’s a slight twitch to whatever is pressing there as he picks up his rhythm again.

“Fuck yes,” I call out. “I’m going to come, Cal. Don’t stop.”

“I can feel myself fucking you baby, fuck. Come for me.”

I scream as an orgasm like no other takes over my body. Everything goes black around me, just the sensation of himeverywhere surrounding me. He’s everywhere, I can feel him even where I know he’s not touching me. He continues to rut into me until he finds his own release, coating my insides with come. After his thrusts falter, he stills and allows me to feel his twitches. They’re so intense that I could almost come again right now.

We both groan as he pulls out and collapses beside me. He strokes my hair as I lay there, my body is now just one big noodle that’s been boiled. My arms and legs couldn’t work even if I wanted them to. His come leaks out of me and down my thighs, and honestly, I couldn’t give a fuck right now. I feel like a used rag and I love it.

“I’m glad we tried again,” I manage to say after I muster up the strength.

“You are?”

“Of course I am. It was definitely the right person at the wrong time before, but now it’s definitely the right person and the right time.”

“I love you,” he murmurs against my sweaty skin.

“I love you, too,” I sigh, as sleep finally takes me.