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As the night wore on I watched her every move from my place in a corner of the room. I’d already greeted everyone I needed to and mingled as much as I intended to.
If my nosy ass brother was here he’d say that I was licking my wounds and sulking; ass. What I was really doing was trying to keep myself from wringing her damn neck.
She was way too free with the smiles and laughter both of which she’d denied me for the last few days. Now she was the life of the fucking party.
Since my mother had taught me manners I knew it would be disrespectful to leave before the host since we were the guests of honor, but once enough time had gone by I used the excuse of the long flight to make our escape.
I watched as the nephew approached her, most likely asking her to join him on the dance floor, but it was when he put his hand on her that my feet moved.
“Excuse us!” I placed myself between them and took her hand in mine and headed for the exit. I didn’t look back to see his reaction because I didn’t care. He could go fuck himself.
I kept her hand in mine all the way up in the elevator, still not saying a word to her. She wasn’t talking either because I’m guessing she’d picked up on my mood and there were others on the elevator with us.
At least one of us remembered that we were here on business. I was past the point of caring. Had she done this shit on purpose?
How dare she laugh and smile in some other man’s face in front of me? Especially with the rift between us?
We both held our peace after stepping off the elevator and I pulled her down the hallway, past her door to mine and dragged her inside. “What’s the matter with you?” She tried pulling away from me.
“Shut up. What the fuck are you wearing?” I pushed her back against the wall and tore the top of her dress in half exposing her tits in the little half bra she wore.
Her tits were all but falling out of it just begging to be sucked, but I wasn’t about to be distracted.
“Did you have fun, huh? Did you like all those men staring at you, giving you compliments? What about the one that had his fucking hands on you?” I held her against the wall with a hand around her throat and released my cock.
She tried to escape my hold but I took her down and pushed her skirt up over her ass before tearing her panties off down her legs.
My cock was anger hard and I just opened her pussy with my fingers and fucked into her, not caring that it was going to hurt because I didn’t prepare her to take me.
“Evan, ouch, stop it what’s wrong with you? I didn’t do anything.”
“You didn’t do anything? You’re mine you hear me? Fucking mine.” I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back roughly sending pins flying. “Say it.”
She folded her lips and tried sliding off my cock. I spanked her ass hard and she screamed. “I said say it damn you.” I pulled her hair harder and sucked the flesh of her neck between my teeth, marking her.
I was in a blind rage and knew if I didn’t calm down I’d hurt her, which was not my intention.
She stopped fighting me and I felt some of my anger and jealousy fade at the feel of her tight pussy wrapped around my cock once again. But she still hadn’t obeyed me.
“I said say it damn you.” I spanked her ass hard and pulled out of her pussy after a few punishing strokes, turning her roughly by her hair until my cock bounced in front of her face.
I shoved my swollen cock past her lips. “Open your fucking mouth.” She glared at me defiantly like she couldn’t sense the danger she was in.
I wrapped my hand around her throat and squeezed, forcing her mouth open wider. I drove my cock in deep until she gagged.
I held her head in place and face fucked her hard until tears ran down her cheeks. I pulled out of her throat and slapped her across the cheek with my cock before dragging her over to the bed.
I stood next to the bed looking down at her as I removed the rest of my clothes and she tried jumping off the other side. “Don’t you fucking move.”
I grabbed her ankles and pull her back. “Where’re you going?” I pulled her back to my side of the bed and pulled her up on her hands and knees. “Fucking stay there.”
I smacked her pussy with my cock before sliding back into her nice and deep. Maybe she’d forgotten who the fuck she was dealing with.
No way she didn’t get the message by now that I’m a jealous fuck. “Tell me you’re mine.” I punish fucked her until she cried out but it still wasn’t enough, I needed the words.
Another hard smack to her ass and a pounding thrust that skidded her across the bed was all it took.
“Yes I’m yours okay are you happy?” Only then did the red haze clear from my vision and I was able to calm down. Now I could take care of her, love her the way I wanted to.
I pulled out and gave her my mouth, eating her pussy from behind before driving my cock back into her again. “If you ever let another man get that close to you again I’ll make you sorry.”
I covered her mouth with my hand so she couldn’t answer and fucked her into submission. I pounded her like my life depended on it and her pussy opened up and accepted me.
She pushed back onto my cock, her back arched ass canted in the air. Her ass was red with my handprints and her pussy was wet and hot.
I watched my fat cock split her as I pounded my whole length deep inside her tight cunt and the sight was enough to send me over the edge.
I came hard and long but my cock refused to go down. I pulled out and turned on my side, pulling her onto my chest.
The relief that rushed through me at having her in my arms again left me light headed. My hands never stopped caressing her curves and my cock never stopped searching for her heat.
“When we get home I’m keeping you in my bed for a month until I’m sure you’re carrying my child. Let’s see how you flaunt what’s mine then.”
“I wasn’t flaunting.” I so love that pout of hers. I’d missed that too and her sassiness. When her hand trailed a path down my middle to my cock and back my heart raced.
It was the first time she’d initiated sex not counting the times she’d whine and moan to get me to take her. This was the first time she’d put hands on me to get me to take her.
I’m sure it was her way of apologizing for her fuck up back home. I’m sure she missed me too. That helped to smooth some of the rough edges in my gut.
I looked down at her when she got brave enough to take my cock in her hand and stroke, but when she lowered her head to take me into her mouth I knew she was doing much more than just apologizing.
I let her suck me off until I couldn’t take anymore. Until my cock was hard and leaking on her tongue.
“Do you want me?” She nodded her head and went back down on my cock.
“Then tell me how you want me to take you. Show me. I won’t know if you don’t tell me baby, tell your man what you want.”
She let my cock drop from between her lips and buried her face in my neck. So shy. “I’m waiting baby, show me.” She pulled on my shoulders until she was under me.
“Why?” I looked down at her precious face, so open, and still so much fear.
“Because it makes me feel safe, like you’re standing between me and the world.”
“That’s my girl.” I took her lips in a heated kiss. Her words had gone straight to my heart and pierced me. I make her feel safe, it was enough for now.