I ’m counting every second , relieved when I see her exit the tent and approach the limo. If she took a bit longer, I would have truly dragged her ass out of there.

Callum helps her get inside the limo. She settles on the seat opposite me.

Her scent fills the car’s interior. My muscles clench in reaction. Already tensed all day from wanting her, it becomes unbearable now that she’s all alone with me in this little interior.

She meets my eyes briefly and quickly averts her gaze, fidgeting with her clutch purse, ignoring me.

So she’s going to play this game.

I push a button, locking us in, securing our utmost privacy.

I know she’s feeling what I’m feeling. Fuck, I’m dying to know how wet she is, because I’m so hard the fly of my pants is about to split open.

But I can’t fuck her in the limo. It’s only a fifteen-minute ride home and I know it’s not going to be enough.

The limo moves.

Fuck it! I drop on my knees, reaching for her.

She gasps, pulling away, but there’s no escaping me.

I trap her legs between mine, preventing her from moving.

“What are you doing?” she hisses. “Let me go!”

Her continued resistance is only firing up my lust. My hands, creep under her gown to grip her ankles. “Is that really what you want, angel?” My hands move higher, squeezing her calves, my fingers drawing languid circles on her silky skin.

She’s glaring at me, trying to deny me, but I can smell her. Her scent is telling me otherwise.

I press my fly against her lower legs, letting her feel my hard-on.

“Stop it!” She pushes at my shoulders, but she can’t budge me.

“Don’t you want to touch that, baby? I’m so hard for you. I’ve been hard thinking about you all day.”

I begin to hump her legs.

She makes a strangled sound deep in her throat. I smile knowingly.

I pull the hem of her gown up, exposing her upper thighs.

My mouth waters at the sight of her mound covered in white lace. The delectable triangle peeking at the juncture of her tightly closed legs makes my balls churn with hot cum. Soon…

I lean forward and lick her thighs, going up to her vee.

She squirms in her ass, her lower legs rubbing harder against my boner.

“I can smell your cream. You’re so wet, aren’t you, baby?”

She attempts to struggle, but I bury my face in the juncture of her thighs, inhaling deeply.

I groan. “You smell so fucking good, angel. I want your pussy.”

I lick her mound through her panties.

“Dave!”

I feel her fingers threading through my hair, her touch electrifying me. I rub my face on her lap as I hump her legs harder.

When I look into her eyes again, they’ve gone hot with arousal.

“Would you like to open your legs so Daddy can lick your pussy, angel?”

“I hate you!”

“Yeah, but you will open your legs now.”

A NYA

M y mind is so furious at him, but my body is a traitor.

I let him raise my legs to my chest, opening them wide, exposing myself.

I close my eyes tight, not wanting him to see my humiliation.

I hate him, but I’m holding my breath, waiting for him to touch me there.

I feel his hand moving my little thong to the side, exposing me.

“You’re dripping, angel. Did you miss me all day, too?”

I refuse to answer. Isn’t it obvious?

I feel his fingers touching me gently, petting me, spreading my juices over my folds.

I bite my lower lip to keep from moaning loudly. God, it feels so good. My inner muscles feel so swollen with that familiar craving, and despite my anger, I know what can relieve me of this almost excruciatingly delicious ache. His fingers… his tongue…and his cock. All of them.

“Does your pussy hurt from last night, baby?”

I was sore when I woke up but after my hot shower, I was okay. I can’t even feel the soreness now amid the aching and throbbing.

“I’m sorry, baby. Daddy hurt you last night. I can see the little cuts.” He gently traces my hole.

I really don’t care right now. I want more. I grow frustrated. I need him to touch me more like he did last night.

“You think you can take my cock again so soon, baby? I don’t want to hurt your pretty pussy again, but I know I will. I’m so fucking hard right now I’d surely rip you open again. We need to stretch you more often. Would you like me to fuck your little cunt every day, baby doll?”

I can only mewl in response, my skin breaking out in a sweat. I feel so hot and his dirty seductive talk is making me wetter. I can feel my juices flowing even more.

He opens my pussy lips wide and begins rubbing my clit the way I want him to.

Oh my god…! I moan in pleasure.

“This tight pussy is mine…so pretty…so fucking wet for Daddy…”

I feel one of his fingers entering me. I brace for the pain, but it doesn’t hurt at all. My inner muscles clamp around it, eager to receive it.

“I want this to be my cock you’re squeezing right now, baby doll. Fuck, you’re so damn tight.”

The combination of his fingers on my clit and one sliding inside me feels so good. Then his tongue takes over on my clit as his finger continues to gently thrust in and out of me and I want to scream my head off at the intense pleasure.

I’m rushing toward the peak. Oh god, so so so delicious!

He stops. My climb to the summit pauses.

I open my eyes to demand for him to continue, but I gasp at the sight that greets me.

He’s freed his cock from his pants. It’s raring between us.

I gulp. Oh my god, he’s so big! Bigger than I thought last night.

“Touch me, baby doll.”

I don’t need to be told twice. I reach out, wrapping my fingers around his length.

He’s scalding hot and so thick that my grip can’t fully cover his girth. I wrap my other hand around him to fully hold him. I don’t know how he fit inside me last night but he did, and it felt so good despite the pain.

His groan rumbles deep in his throat. “Yes, baby, squeeze me. Yes, just like that.”

He begins to thrust in my hands and I watch in amazement. He’s like a scorching steel rod wrapped in silk moving under my fingers. He pulls out just leaving the head and thrusts back forward like a snake about to pounce on me face. Pearly fluids form at the tip. The musk of his arousal is intoxicating.

The sight before me is so decadent I don’t even want to blink.

I can’t help myself. I raise my head and lick his tip, collecting the moisture there with my tongue, tasting him.

His hips jerk, his entire body tensing. “God, angel!”

Oh, he tastes so good!

His eyes are intense as he looks down at me, his lips partly open, waiting in bated breath for me to continue.

Gaining more confidence, I lick the crown of his cock, circling it with my tongue again and again.

He pants above me, sounding helpless with pleasure. “Fuck, baby…so good…yes…fuck…!”

I push his shaft backward, tracing the length down to the base….up and down…up…down…

Then I lick his balls. His scent is headier here and I inhale him deeply. It’s strange how strong and hard he is everywhere but so soft in this part. I lick the twin sacs gently, then suck them.

He shudders. “Baby…Anya…please…!”

Oh, how I love the helpless sounds he’s making. I love how he can be so dominant and tyrannical but I can reduce him into a quivering, needy man like this with my tongue.

I’ve suddenly discovered my power and I feel heady with it.

I open my mouth wide and take his thick length in.

“Dave, we’re home.”

D AVE

C allum’s voice on the intercom had me abruptly pulling away from my baby’s sweet mouth.

Shit! I want to howl in frustration.

I know my bodyguard had an idea what was happening and had to warn me lest he opens the fucking door and sees what he’s not supposed to see.

I’m breathing hard from my interrupted pleasure, my blood pressure surging high, pounding in my temples.

Anya is still caught up in the moment and doesn’t move. I wipe her mouth with the tail of my dress shirt and pull her up in a sitting position, flipping back the lower part of her gown to cover her legs.

“Anya!” I bark at her.

She jolts.

“We’re home, baby.”

Her eyes widen and sits straighter.

I tuck my hard cock back in my pants, cramming it in. I wince. The zipper almost doesn’t close up.

There’s a rap on the window.

Anya finally zones back in. She looks like she’s going to collapse in panic. She touches her face, combing her hair with her fingers. “Oh my god…”

If I weren’t so fucking hard it’s already painful, I’d find this really funny. “You look fine. He won’t suspect a thing.”

“Are you sure?” She touches her lips.

I grin. “He won’t know what wicked deeds those lips have been doing.”

She glares at me. “This is all your fault!”

I agree. Jesus, I couldn’t even wait for us to get home before I started touching her. “I’ll open the door now. Go up to your room and wait for me there. I want you naked and ready for me when I get there.”

She gives me an “Are you for real?” look.

I push a button. Callum opens the door.

She scrambles out of the limo first, practically running toward the house. I hope she doesn’t trip in her high heels.

I get out of the car a few beats later.

I meet Callum’s eyes. I can see the accusing questions in his not-so-stoic gaze.

I stare back at him, silently challenging him to say something. He closes the door without a word.

It was wise of him to shut up. With my balls feeling like they’re stuck in a wringer, I’m not past kicking someone’s ass to vent my frustration.

I walk toward the villa’s entrance.

A NYA

W hat the hell was I doing?!

I was so easy! He didn’t even have the decency to properly explain what he was doing with Marion all day. He just proceeded to take what he wanted like he always does, and like a stupid love slave, I opened my legs for him. I even gave him my first ever blowjob! And he expects me to be naked and ready for him when he gets here? I love him to pieces but the man is an asshole!

I kick my high heels off of my feet.

The door knob turns. I freeze.

There’s a rap on the door. I don’t open it. I locked him out. There’s no way I’ll let him seduce me again without knowing the score between us. We need to talk first, and judging from what happened in the limo, talk is the last thing on his mind.

But I can’t let him win this. He owes me a damn explanation first before he can have me again, dammit!

I heave a sigh of relief when there’s no more movement outside the door.

I sit on my bed to calm myself. I’m still burning up from what we did in the limo. Gosh, I gave him a blowjob! I can’t believe I actually did it.

The door suddenly opens.

Dave comes in and closes the door, locking it.

I grit my teeth. Of course, he has a master key.

I stand up and assume a combative stance. “I want to rest now. Please, leave.”

He removes his suit jacket and drops it on the floor. “Are your panties off?”

He can’t be serious! “Dave, no.”

He’s removing his cuff links, throwing them everywhere. He starts unbuttoning his dress shirt.

“Dave, I’m not having sex with you!”

“We were having sex. Just got interrupted.”

“Well, I’ve changed my mind!”

He drops his shirt. “I haven’t.”

I swallow. Topless, hard muscles rippling and fly bulging, it’s hard to form my next words.

He unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants, his motions smooth while he stares at me with naked sexual intent.

“Dave, stop it!”

He pushes his pants down his legs.

“Marion wants you! I know it!”

He straightens up to his full height, kicking his pants aside. “Does it look like I want her?”

I gulp. How am I supposed to argue with that thing pointing at me? Not fair!

“Dave, we need to talk first before we—”

“Good. I’m going to tell you something. Listen up, baby doll.”

Oh, he wants to talk now? Good!

“Marion—”

“Has no relevance to us,” he cuts me. “Stop putting her in the picture. She’s not and she never will be.”

That doesn’t reassure me one bit. “Really? You left me today and spent the whole day with her in a golf course and you didn’t even tell me!”

“I didn’t need to tell you anything because there was nothing to it.”

“You’re both all over social media! She’s been posting all day about your fabulous date! Yes, she called it a date! People now think you’re dating and where does that leave me in the picture, Dave?” I persist mutinously.

He pauses. “Go on.”

I point a finger at him. “You can’t do that to me! I will not be your dirty little secret! I won’t have it! I’m not going to be a wallflower and just wait on you at home while you run around town with other women. Your exes may have been okay with that set-up but not me. You hear me? I won’t share!”

The devil grins. He advances toward me, his massive erection a distracting sight.

I step back but the back of my legs hit the bed.

“You done, my green-eyed little monster?” he asks, amusement in his eyes.

I glare at him, but I nod.

“When you and I met six years ago, I stopped having sex.”

My jaw drops. “Abstain from sex? You? I don’t believe you.”

His brows draw together. “Have I ever lied to you?”

What is he saying? He looks so serious and pissed off that I didn’t readily take his word for it. “But…women were always flirting with you. I saw it many times. You were flirting back, too.”

“Did you see me dating anybody?”

I haven’t really seen him with a woman in a romantic date nor heard about it. But how would I know for sure?

“Maybe you were not dating them but simply having casual sex with them. You were like that before.”

He reaches me. Only the length of his distended cock separates us and I can’t help looking at it. Its sheer magnificence takes my breath away. My hands itch to touch it again, feel its raw power. Everything about Dave is big and powerful.

“See how hard it is? That’s only for you, baby.”

He takes my hand and wraps it around his thickness again. I release a shaky breath, my fingers gripping him hard.

“For six years, I never as much as look at another woman. My eyes were on you alone, baby girl. You had all of me from the start.”

My limbs grow weak at his confession. I do remember how he’d showered me with all the love and affection. I’ve never lacked for his attention. But…

“I didn’t know when I started wanting you to be my woman, but when I did, I couldn’t even think of touching another. And now that I have you, you think I would still want another, angel?”

My anger melts away completely. If this is his way of expressing his love for me, by telling me he’s been faithful to me all these years even though we didn’t have any sexual intimacy, then I’ll take it. Learning that he hasn’t been with a woman in six years is too good to be true, but why would he lie to me? Dave loves me. Oh yes, he does!

He cups my face with his hand. “Marion is nothing to me, angel. I only want you. Just you. Do you believe me, Anya?”

With a cry, I raise myself on my toes and kiss him. I kiss him desperately, letting him feel how much I love him as my hand grips his shaft harder. He’s so hot, so alive, so strong! Mine!

He groans and leans forward, toppling me on to the bed. He crawls on top of me.

I cling to his shoulders as we kiss voraciously, tongue for tongue, teeth for teeth.

I want him inside me again. Oh, god, I can’t wait!

D AVE

I try removing her gown but I don’t have the patience to find out how to take it off without ripping the damn thing off of her. I curse.

“Don’t rip it off, ” she cautions me.

I pull the bodice down forcefully, releasing her tits.

I cover them possessively with my hands, squeezing the fat globes.

“Such pretty tits,” I murmur before sucking her nipples.

She writhes under me, grinding her pussy up against my cock.

I push the voluminous layers of her gown to bunch at her hips.

“I told you to remove your panties,” I growl.

“You can rip it off.”

“Gladly.” I grab the thin straps of her thong and rip it off of her in one quick tug.

She opens her legs wide for me. “Dave, please…!”

Seeing her wet pussy again, I lose it. We’ve had the foreplay in the limo. I’m a few breaths from coming.

I rub and slide my cock at her center, getting my shaft all wet again. Fuck, she’s so hot, so soft. “Baby, I want you so much.”

She lifts her pelvis, frantic with the same need I’m feeling. “Yes, oh yes!”

I just can’t wait anymore. I find her little hole and push gently.

She freezes under me. “Ohh!”

I grit my teeth and pause. “Hurt?”

Her legs wrap around my hips. It’s all the assurance I need.

I groan and sink deeper inside her, feeling her hot cunt expand and accommodate the broad head of my cock. I hope that with her abundant wetness, her pain is lesser. Sweet Jesus H, she feels like a fucking virgin still.

She’s wincing, but she’s taking me like a pro as I slowly make my way inside her.

I kiss her lips when my balls finally hit softness. I groan in pure gratification. That seemed to take forever.

I look into her eyes. “You okay?”

She nods, breathing hard, wiggling a bit to adjust to me. “Just give me a few seconds…You’re so big! I feel so full of you.”

I exhale a short laugh, trying to stay still even if my instinct is to ram in and out of her pussy like a battering ram and explode. “You’re gonna make me come faster with such talk, baby doll,” I murmur gently, touching her face.

I’m inside her. Every inch of me is pulsing inside her. My next heartbeat is inside her.

“Yeah?” She clenches around me, gazing up at me like a siren of the old. Earthy, but ethereal. Helluva time to be poetic when I’m about to blow my load inside her.

“This big cock is mine. Nobody touches this but me. Nobody is allowed to give it pleasure but me. You understand?”

I hear my own possessive words from her sweet lips. No woman has ever dared to utter those words to me before because they knew it was a pipe dream. But my Anya is staking ownership of me like a conquering valkyrie, bold in her honesty, and I bow to her, willingly surrendering my broad sword to her.

I kiss her lips reverently. “Yes, my Queen. I want only you. Just you. I am only yours.”

And then I fuck her hard, letting her know that owning my sword means taming it. And taming it means taking it in all its raw savageness.

I plunge into her tightness over and over, marking her mine from the inside out.

I kneel on the bed and hold her legs wide open, pushing them to her sides so I can watch us.

This will never get old, seeing my cock stretching her little cunt wide open, her pink lush folds framing my thickness slathered with her cream.

She’s sobbing beneath me, her eyes rolling in their sockets telling me how she’s liking it, her big tits bouncing with my savage thrusts.

I rub her clit as I take her harder, urging her to the summit with me.

I’m ruthlessly fucking her but she’s ruthlessly grinding me to submission inside her, too.

She cries out, coming hard, stiffening beneath me, her nails biting painfully into my forearms.

I hug her again and kiss her, drinking in her ecstatic moans as her pussy spasms deliciously around my surging cock.

It’s out of this fucking world, this pleasure, and I’m coming…coming…coming…!

I shoot straight into her womb. Oh my fucking god, yes! I want her pregnant with my baby now. Right fucking now!

I shudder and quicken with those thoughts swimming in my head as I fill her with my seed. It flows into her with all my love.

I can’t wait to start a family with my Anya.

So, this is love. True love.

I’m so pussy-whipped.

Happily so.