My mind drowned in waves of pleasure. I squeezed my eyes shut, surrendering completely, no longer fighting for what was happening. I didn't know what to do anymore, every second that passed only pulled me deeper into lust, eroding whatever resistance I had left. My body had betrayed me long ago, and now my mind was following.
I never imagined, of all people, that Daniel would be the one to claim me like this, calling me his wife without my consent, without my knowledge.
It was all so fucked up, so surreal. What's next? A surprise pregnancy? His baby already growing in my belly without me even realising?
Suddenly he pulled away.
A small, desperate gasp escaped my lips. My back arched off the mattress instinctively, chasing the loss of his heat like my body was iron and his was the only magnet that could pull me. The sudden emptiness ached.
I opened my eyes when the weight of him vanished. He wasn't on top of me anymore.
He stood at the foot of the bed, completely naked now. His pants were gone, discarded somewhere out of sight. My gaze dropped involuntarily.
"What the..."
The words slipped out on their own, breathless and stunned. What the hell was that thing?
It was massive, I'd seen sizes like that in pornography, but never in real life. Never this close. My thighs clenched together instinctively, a fresh rush of wetness slicking between them.
I was already soaked from all his earlier teasing, but now my pussy throbbed with an insistent, aching need. I wanted to touch myself so badly, but the cuffs kept my hands locked uselessly above my head.
He climbed back onto the bed in silence. No words passed between us. Like they're not needed. The atmosphere around us was thick with tension.
His fingers hooked into the waistband of my shorts and panties in one smooth motion. He tugged them down together, peeling them off my legs until I was fully bare beneath him. Cold air kissed my heated skin, making me shiver.
He spread my thighs wide, exposing my glistening pussy completely to his gaze. Heat flooded my cheeks; I could feel myself blushing furiously, shame and arousal twisting together.
This wasn't my first time being intimate with someone, but nothing had ever felt this intense and overwhelming. I was way too turned on, way too desperate for him.
His strong hands gripped my waist, fingers digging in just enough to bruise. He lifted my hips off the mattress effortlessly, pulling me up toward his face.
Then I felt it, his warm, wet tongue made first contact with my skin slowly and deliberately dragging along my sensitive folds.
The shock of it ripped a choked moan from my throat. My hips jerked involuntarily, pressing closer to his mouth as electricity shot through every nerve.
He didn't rush at first he savoured me licking and exploring with maddening patience while my body trembled and burned beneath him.
"Anhh!"
A quiet, broken moan slipped from my lips as his tongue pushed deeper inside my pussy, invading every sensitive fold.
My lower muscles clenched involuntarily, thighs trembling as I jerked my head back hard against the mattress, the chains rattling with the sudden movement.
His tongue moved smoothly, devouring me like he had all the time in the world. The pressure built fast, coiling tight in my core. I could feel it coming, the edge rushing closer with every flick and thrust of his tongue. Fuck... fuck...
"Fuck!..."
Just as the first wave threatened to crash over me, he pulled his tongue out completely. The sudden emptiness left me gasping, hips twitching uselessly in the air. He did it on purpose, the bastard.
When I managed to focus through the haze, he was smirking again, that satisfied curve of his lips making my stomach twist with equal parts fury and need.
He shifted, positioning himself between my spread thighs. That thick, blunt head of his cock nudged my entrance, teasing my slick folds. His pre-cum mixed with my own leaking juices, sliding hot and slippery between us. The contact alone made me whimper.
Both his hands clamped around my thighs, his fingers digging in with bruising force, hard enough to leave red handprints blooming across my pale skin. Then, without a warning, he thrust forward, burying every brutal inch deep inside my tight pussy in one relentless stroke.
"AANNHHHH!!!!"
The scream tore from my throat as my eyes rolled back, vision whiting out for a second. Who the fuck just slams all the way in like that? With that size?
His tip kissed my cervix, pressed right up against my womb, while my inner walls spasmed and clenched around him desperately, gripping like they never wanted to let go.
I thought, he'd give me a moment to adjust, to breathe, even to process a little of that overwhelming stretch. But he didn't.
He pulled out almost completely, leaving me achingly empty except for the fat head still lodged inside. Then he slammed back in, stealing the air from my lungs all over again.
That pressure was too much. I didn't even realise I'd tipped over the edge until my orgasm ripped through me, body convulsing, pussy fluttering wildly around his cock as I came hard.
And he didn't stop.
Slap! Slap! SLAP!! SLAP!!! SLAP!!!!
The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room. He fucked me like he was trying to break me, each thrust driving deeper, hitting that spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids.
My vision blurred with tears, pleasure was so intense it bordered on pain. I moaned uncontrollably, shamelessly, the sounds desperate as he pounded into me without pause.
Sweat slicked my skin, dripping down my sides, pooling beneath me. The bedroom was freezing with the air conditioner blasting, but the heat radiating between our bodies was suffocating, like standing next to an open flame. Every slide of his cock inside me only made it worse, hotter, more consuming.