Chapter 33
Mira
My dripping pussy aches as I glide my tongue all the way from Owen’s balls up to the tip of his cock before throwing my mouth onto it and immediately sucking him hard.
“Ahh,” he stammers. “God damn, Mira.”
I love when I can hear it in his voice and feel it in his cock just how much he enjoys me. As his spit-soaked cock slides against my tongue, he continues moaning and huffing, my ears and pussy burning with every slight sound escaping his mouth.
There’s no greater high than what I feel right now. Carl walking away from my company with felony charges against him after he tried to blackmail Owen and me has put me on cloud nine, and there’s no fucking way I’m coming down.
Especially with Owen right here with me, cock out and raring to go. I hungrily stuff as much of his cock as I can fit into my mouth and grind his cock head against the back of my throat like the little slut I’ve become for him.
Who’s to say I can’t be a slut and a wife?
I’m actually damn determined to show him I’m more than capable of holding both of those titles simultaneously.
I take a deep breath through my nose and swallow hard against the head of his cock, easing it into my throat and offering him a tight little hole.
His hands quickly find the back of my head and he starts thrusting against my face, almost instinctively, as his fingers weave through my hair.
I let out a loud moan, muffled by the massive cock jammed in my throat and locked against my face as I sink my nails into his sides, nearly tearing the fabric of his pants as my fingers clench down.
He hisses as his thrusts become more rhythmic and intense. Just thinking about his load coating the inside of my throat has me practically begging for him to come in my mouth.
I look up, my eyes meeting his perfectly, showing him just how much I’m enjoying myself. And in giving him that little hint, he starts thrusting his cock against my face violently and wildly, thrusting against my mouth relentlessly until his cock is throbbing hard and swelling even more in my throat. He grunts and growls as his hips slams against my lips and nose.
I can’t help but let my hand slide down to my slick pussy. I start rubbing my swollen clit in circles as he fucks my face.
Owen gasps as his thrusts slow for a moment, and as I begin to think he might pull out, his cum gushes into my mouth and my throat. If he did pull out, I’d imagine it would seem like a fucking blizzard hit me and me alone with how much I would be fucking covered right now.
As my eyes roll back while Owen’s cock empties into me, my little love button has me high with orgasmic pleasure, leaving me tingling as I devour the rest of his cum pouring into my throat and mouth.
As I come down from my own orgasm, I swirl little traces of his cum in my mouth, goosebumps forming along my skin as I linger on the decadent taste.
I bring myself back up to my feet. My hands land on Owen’s face, pulling him to me as I kiss him hard, cum still resting in my mouth. I shove my tongue into his mouth and force his cum to follow.
We trade his creamy liquid between our lips in a long, steamy kiss. He pushes it back into my mouth one last time and I happily swallow it all down. The exchange has both of us hot and bothered all over again, his still-fully hard cock pressed against my stomach as we stand embraced with our lips locked together.
As our faces part I smile at him, holding him in my gaze. My thighs are burning hot from sheer desire for his cock. Without missing a beat, Owen spins me around and forces me against the marble table.
I stare out into the room, taking in that all of this is ours as he situates his cock against the entrance to my pussy.
Just as I expect him to slide in, he slides downward, rubbing the shaft of his cock against my pussy lips, getting himself all lubed up with my own juices while teasing the fuck out of me and ramping up my need that much more.
I moan as the length of his cock slides against my pussy lips and arch my back out, relaxing myself in preparation for his incredible thickness. His cock pressed up against my cunt is nearly electrifying and my heart races in my chest as I anticipate him sliding into me.
The tip rests right on my hole, and before he can push in, my impatience gets the best of me. I push back hard against him, sliding his cock into me, forcing a loud moan from his throat. He thrusts forward immediately, matching me, and I weaken with delight.
I collapse my torso against the cool marble, and look up behind me to see his face, watching as his eyes roll back while he fucks me. Watching the pleasure in his expression isn’t just sexy, it’s exhilarating.
I sit up some, resting on my elbows and giving myself more leverage to back against him. The two of us together, fucking through our feelings on this wild, roller coaster of a day, is more therapeutic than anything I’ve ever experienced. There’s so much raw sexual attraction between us and I can’t get enough of his cock.
His cock pushes hard against my G-spot as he fucks me, forcing me to moan uncontrollably. The sound of my pleasure must drive him as well because it unleashes a whole new level of force to our already raunchy fuck session.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy!” exclaims Owen as he wraps his strong hands around my waist and pulls me back against him while he thrusts hard into me.
“Fuck me, Owen!” I command. “I want to feel your cock as deep as it goes! Fuck me deep and coat my cunt with your cum!”
I’ll have to say, Owen is not one to disappoint. He grabs my hips and slams his cock into me and grinds his pelvis against me once he’s inside, moving his massive cock around in my pussy, creating sensations I didn’t know were possible.
As I sit on the verge of orgasm, my toes are curling in my shoes and I’m gripping my fingers against the marble table top, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip and murmuring incoherent half-words.
Owen is grunting and panting behind me, exerting all the force he can into his thrusts. I take in a deep breath, and as I do, my entire body starts tingling and my pussy tightens around Owen’s cock.
“I’m fucking coming, baby!” I scream out to Owen. I plant my feet as best I can on the floor, but they immediately curl right back up at the thrust that drives me into climax.
I float in ecstasy as Owen drives into my pussy, and soon after my own release, I feel his cock tighten and throb inside my tight hole.
“I’m coming!” he shouts quickly before his cum shoots hard into my cunt. He fills me so much that cum is leaking out as more is pouring in. I’m so full that I’m literally bursting at the seams.
Owen’s thrusts slow, and soon end. He pulls himself out of my pussy, and as he does, his cum drips right out of me.
I exhale a very happy, very satisfied sigh as I turn over, stretching across the table as Owen’s cum drips to the expensive hardwood floor.
I’m technically obligated to clean that up later, but for now I’m going to lay here and bask in my sweaty, slutty glory as I come to thoroughly accept that I’m not only in love with my dirty uncle, but that he and I are getting married.
After everything he and I have been through in our run so far, I would have no problem shouting it to the world. And who knows, after this little stint of quality time, maybe I’ll have a bump that proves our love just as well.
“I love you, Mira,” Owen says as he climbs onto the table, positioning himself next to me. “I want you to know that more than anything.”
“I love you, too, Owen,” I reply, turning my head to him and sharing a sweet, passionate kiss.
As our lips part, we stare up at the ceiling, our fingers laced together as I begin picturing our wedding and the future of Wilder Lingerie. I can’t even imagine being any happier than I am right now.