He rolls his hips, sliding his dick between my nether lips and against my clit.
I moan around the knife, and he finally pulls it out of my mouth. "You're incredible. So perfect for me. All I want is to be perfect for you in return. And then…" He thrusts, teasing me with his cock. "Then you'll never leave me, will you?"
"I w-won't," I rasp. It's difficult to keep my eyes open, my body hard to control, but I still feel all of him. I still feel his desire for me. All of me.
"No, you won't."
He throws the knife to the side, wraps his hand around my throat, and smiles at me.
"What a beautiful wife." He uses his other hand to line himself up with my entrance. "Now scream for me, baby."
He thrusts deep inside me in an unforgiving push, and as he does, he presses his palm against my mouth. Yes, maybe screaming isn't such a good idea right now. I hold on for dear life as my body has no choice but to take and take what he gives.
