Page 92 of Stolen Matrimony


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“You want me to fuck you?”

Licking my lips, I nodded. “Yeah? You want me to bury my dick inside that pussy and pound it until you’re begging for relief.”

My eyes fluttered and a moan escaped my mouth. “Yes!” His smirk grew.

By now I was rubbing on his dick, feeling it grow under my touch was hot as fuck. “I can fuck you, right here. Bend you over and push inside you for everyone to see.”

The thought had my breathing speed up and stomach flipped. “No.” For a second my lust was replaced with anger. “No one sees your dick.”

“No? Why not?” Teasing played on his face and in his tone.

“Because, it’s only for me.” I gripped him tighter, causing him to grunt.

Nazai leaned over, allowing his mouth to hover inches above mine. “Mhm, look at you being all possessive. That’s hot as fuck.” Pausing, he licked his lips before his teeth sank into his bottom lip. “Tell me exactly what you want, baby. Tell me what you and that pussy want.”

A volcano exploded inside me, causing lava to flood my body. My body ached with need for the man standing in front of me. Blood rushed through my head, making it spin.

Nazai leaned closer and inhaled a deep breath in the crease of my neck before licking a line from my collar up to my ear. Pleasure gushed up my spine. His hand cuffed my breast and gripped it securely.

“Take me to your office. Now.” My chest rose and fell quickly. My palms became sweaty. The fullness between his legs filled my hands.

“As you wish, wife,” he growled, leaning down and licking my lips before sucking on my bottom one. Reaching up and grabbing his face, I kissed him more feverishly. I shifted in my seat as my clit filled with blood.

“Fuck. Let’s go.” He tore away from me and peered into me with hunger-filled eyes. I loved when he had that look in his eyes. I’d never felt desired before but anytime Nazai looked at me like he was now, I knew he wanted me. It made me feel powerful and as much as I didn’t want to admit it, I craved the attention.

He pulled up and held his hand out. The moment I placed mine inside his, he was yanking me up and stalking out the section. I stumbled some, but moved closer to him once we were in the crowd. They still made me uneasy no matter how many times I had been to the club.

Nazai didn’t slow down, easily maneuvering through the large body of people. My body tensed with expectation.

We got to his office and he slammed the door shut, locking it behind us before releasing me.

“Strip,” he demanded, staring at me lustfully. My knees buckled while electricity surged through me. I was wearing black shorts and a silk button top that had the first two undone, but my body felt as if I was bundled up in a hundred degree weather.

Nibbling on my bottom lip, I shakily fumbled with the top of my buttons. Once undone, I slid it off before moving on to my shorts.

Nazai stalked toward me just as I pushed the shorts down and grabbed my hair roughly. Leaning down, his breath brushed across my face as he spoke. “I can’t wait to feel your pussy wrapped around my dick. Tell me who owns this pussy, Wildfire.” He cuffed my pussy through my panties. I moaned and squeezed my eyes shut. Flashes of colors exploded behind my lids as he pressed against my clit.

“Who does this pussy belong to? Who’s the only one who can give you what you need?”

“You,” I whimpered. The drug made everything more needy. I was painfully turned on and needing relief.

“That’s right,” he hissed with a growl. “Only me.”

Before I could speak, he moved us toward his desk before spinning me so my back was facing him.

“Hands on the desk.” My heart lurched and my stomach fluttered. Doing as he said, I placed my hands on the smooth, wooden surface. A few seconds later his gun landed on the desk next to my right hand with a small thud.

Nazai yanked my panties down, causing me to hiss from the slight burn of the material rushing down my skin, then he kicked my legs open. He pressed into the small of my back, causing me to lean forward.

“Your pussy’s soaked. I can see your juices seeping down your leg.” His finger brushed my inner thighs, making my legs tremble and prickle with goosebumps.

Anticipation built inside me. My chest tightened with yearning.

I jumped, releasing a loud cry when I felt Nazai’s tongue drag over my lower lips. He flicked his tongue back and forth, causing me to squirm. I pushed backwards, craving more. He devoured my pussy, sucking my lips into his mouth and swirling his tongue.

I couldn’t breathe. My senses were overloaded with pleasure. Moaning, I went to reach behind me but he pulled back, causing me to whine.

“Hands on the fucking desk,” he growled. Wanting to feel his mouth again, I quickly did as he said, balling my hands into fists. His fingers spread my pussy and he forced his tongue inside, darting it in and out. His beard tickled the inside of my thighs, causing me to shudder.