Page 29 of Bound Bride
Kon slides one arm around my waist to hold me in place.
His other slides up my body and gropes my breast, then continues up to my throat.
Any apprehension as to what he's doing vanishes when his hand continues up to my chin and he cradles my face like it's the most precious thing he's ever touched.
Following his guidance, I tip my head to the side and then back against his shoulders, where his mouth then closes over mine and he starts to fuck me.
Every thrust is hard like a punch, and fast enough that I barely have time to recover before the next slam of his cock, and the next.
Water sloshes around us, and the only thing I have to hold onto is the edge of the pool.
Gripping the edge, I choke on moans and gasp as he fucks into me with wild abandon and no signs of stopping.
It's so fucking hot.
My blood ignites with such fire it's a wonder the water around us doesn't turn to steam.
My heart pounds faster and faster, and my core clenches and my feet drift in the water, unable to reach the bottom while I’m seated on his cock.
Kon grunts and breaks the kiss, then both his hands move to my shoulders.
He presses me firmly against the pool tiles with every thrust while stroking his hands down my arms until they're parallel and his hands cover my own.
His fingers curl and weave into the gaps between my own, holding hands with me while he fucks me so hard it's almost like he's trying to fuck me through the side of the pool.
My first orgasm twists through me with a burst of heat and a rush of spasms through my gut that I can't control, but Kon definitely feels, if his grunts are anything to go by.
I can't silence my moans even if I wanted to. He's fucking me with such purpose that each thrust forces what little air I manage to gasp in, out of my lungs.
"We're not done yet," Kon purrs low in my ear. "Not even a little."
And he means it. He continues to fuck into me with unwavering force and speed, all while holding my hands and trapping me against the side of the pool.
I'm completely at his mercy, unable to move or swim away, unable to even use my hands if I want to.
It's the safest I've ever felt.
My head lolls back on his shoulder and he peppers my mouth and face with countless kisses, then closes his lips over my mouth and sucks my tongue into his own mouth.
My second orgasm rushes up faster than the first and my body starts shifting and coiling, fighting the tight waves of heated desire low in my gut.
It's too fast and too much and yet so fucking perfect all at the same time.
Kon comes a second before I go, his thick cock twitching inside me and his hips losing their rhythm as he thrusts and then grinds into me.
His breath trembles across my bare shoulder, and his hands tighten over mine, while I give myself to the second orgasm with a breathless, hoarse moan.
Just like last time, I don't want this to end.
Being in his arms is surprisingly comforting, but that comfort comes with a pang of guilt.
He wouldn't hold me like this if he knew the truth.
"Satisfied?" Kon murmurs against my ear. He very slowly eases his cock out of me, then releases my hand and drops his hand to cup my aching pussy.
I moan softly and nod. "How is this supposed to persuade me not to tease you?"
"It is not," Kon corrects as he uses his hold on my pussy to lift me through the water and then into his arms. "It is to show you the consequences. If you can handle them, then you are fine."
