“Want me to get started without you?”I know he’s fucking with me on purpose; I can hear the levity in his voice.
“Jax, if you’re still outside that door and hear my wife come, I will hold you down, carve your ears off with a rusty knife, and shove them down your throat.” My wicked temptress grins wide, contracting around my cock.
Another knock comes at the door, and the beast in me rises to the surface. I growl out his name in warning through gritted teeth as I pull out of Cara, climbing off the bed and reaching for my axe from where it’s leaning beside the fire, the blade scraping across the floor as I cross the room.
“Did he just arm himself, Cara?” Jax calls through the door.
“Yes,” my wife giggles. Standing there buck naked, I hear Jax’s laughter and his hurried footsteps as he heads off back the way he came.
“I owe him £100 now,” Cara says as I put the axe back where I found it.
“Why?”
“We made a bet over lunch that he couldn’t rile you up and not get a punch in the face for his efforts. Seems he knew exactly when to strike.”
“I’m all about delayed gratification; I’llaccidentlyside-swipe him later. Now where was I?” I comment, my cock still hard and standing to attention, begging to be nestled back inside her.
“You were about to order your wife to ride your cock until she was so blissed out, she forgot her own name.”
“I wouldn’t want to let my wife down now, would I?”
“No, you certainly wouldn’t; she gets stabby when she hasn’t had her orgasms.”
“Carrying my child agrees with you, Mrs. Wolfe. You’re glowing.”
“If you don’t give me what I want and fuck me like I need, I’ll combust, Ezra Wolfe,” she presses, that frustrated stomp of her foot implied.
“You double-named me. It must be serious.” I laugh, leaning against the bed post as I admire her bare flushed skin and beautiful round belly. I’m desperate to give her what she wants, but I’m enjoying this back and forth between us too much.
“How about this—if you tell me you love me, I’ll give you everything you want,” I reason.
“I love?—”
I tut and shake my head, not letting her finish the sentiment. “Sign it to me,” I rasp cockily while signing the words with my fingers. My brow arched and a boyish lopsided grin on my face.
Her lower lip trembles as she lets out a frustrated whimper. Her eyes shooting up to her bound hands as she tugs on her restraints. “You are not playing fair.”
“All’s fair in love and war, sweetheart—you know that.”
Done with the games, I climb onto the bed and get back into position, manoeuvring her so I’m lying beneath her, my hands caressing her hips as I pull her into position.“How can I deny that face?” I chuckle, lining myself up with her entrance. I thrust up inside her with abandon, both of us groaning as each of theeight barbells of my pierced shaft massages her as she takes all of me to the base inside her. I settle for a moment to let her adjust.
“Fuck me like you mean it, and make it count, Wolfe; I’m not made of glass,” she whisper-cries through shaking lips, trying and failing to apply the right amount of authoritativeness into her tone.
I don’t hesitate to give her exactly what she wants. The stacks of baby books piled high around Blackwood means I’ve done my research, and I know the limits.“Such filthy words from such pretty lips, what did I do to deserve you?”
She flicks her hips forward and back, meeting every one of my thrusts, allowing her body to fully depend on her restraints as she picks up momentum and takes what she needs from my body.
It belongs to her—she can do whatever the fuck she pleases with it.
“Ezra, fuck…don’t…don’t…stop!”
“You’re doing all the work, sweetheart, and it’s the most beautiful sight to be seen.”Twisting her nipple and reaching down between us so I can rub teasing circles against her clit—I take the reins and slam up inside her as she begs for more. Chasing our collective releases.
“Yes, just like that…” she cries, whimpering as her orgasm crests. She bites her lip, her face reddening, her eyes closed, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks. I grind my pelvis against her, my cock jerking and swelling inside her.
The tingle at the base of my spine builds. Her pussy strangling my cock so beautifully as sweat beads on her collarbone. I haul her up, seating her on my lap, my knees braced beneath me. I clamp my fingers around her swollen clit between us as I hit her with a bruising kiss, my other hand wrapped around the nape of her neck to keep her steady, hitting deeper inside her in this position.
“I’m…Ezra, I’m…fuck.” I swallow back her cries greedily as she tips over the edge. Mouths and teeth colliding. Her head lulls back, her face tipped to the heavens when she clenches around me and lets out a ragged, mewling cry that I feel in my soul.
