The-Wrong-Bride-Ares--Raven’s-story-(Maura,-Catharina)_bibis

wishes she had my cock in her mouth, her eyes on mine.
I push into her all the way, already fucking ready to come. “I love your heart,” I whisper as I
place both hands on her ass, pulling almost all the way out.
“Fuck, Raven. I think I love you.” I thrust into her hard, and she cries out.
“Ares, oh God,” she moans.
I chuckle as I press my lips against hers, kissing her and swallowing down her moans as I fuck her
slowly, deeply.
I drop my forehead against hers and inhale shakily. “Yeah, baby. I think I’m fucking in love with
you.”
“Ares,” she moans, her eyes finding mine. Her gaze is filled with cautious hope mixed with lust,
and she’s never looked more beautiful. “Say that again.”
I pull almost all the way out of her and hold still, my eyes on hers. “I love you, Raven. I love
you.”
I push into her slowly this time, inch by inch, until I’m deep inside her, my eyes never leaving
hers. My right hand moves between us, until I’ve got my fingers drawing circles around her clit. “I
love the way your lips part slightly when my thumb brushes over your clit, the way you start to pant
for me, your eyes silently begging. Making you come is one of my favorite hobbies, baby.”
She bites down on her lip as my touch becomes rougher, more impatient. All the while, I continue
to fuck her slowly, the whole world fading away. I don’t give a fuck that there are hundreds of people
watching a movie just below this balcony. All I can see is my wife.
“I think I’m addicted to your pussy.”
“I think I’m addicted to you,” she whispers.
I flick her clit roughly, pushing her right to the edge. “I’ll keep you hooked, baby. I’ll keep feeding
your addiction, so you’ll never leave me.”
I watch as her breathing comes quicker and increase the pace, fucking her hander, moving my
fingers faster, until she unravels for me.
“Ares,” she moans. I wrap my hand over her mouth as she comes, my name on her lips. Yeah, I’m
fucking done for. I’m in love with her. I push her against the wall harder, fucking her with quick, rough
thrusts. She takes all of me, and I come seconds after she does, my forehead dropping to hers.
“Ares,” she whispers, her voice husky. “I love you, too.”