Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
Why was this husband of hers so perfect?
What had she ever done to deserve him?
By the time they parted ways with Stella, Tassy's heart was bursting with joy and gratitude, and she turned to her husband as soon as they were inside his car. Her adoring gaze lifted to his, and that was when she saw it.
Uh...oh.
Was it just her imagination or did he suddenly look like he was about to give her a beating?
"So..." Her husband's tone was pleasant. Who knew a pleasant tone could sound so... menacing? "I understand keeping our marriage a secret from other people, but when you also chose not to tell your best friend..."
I'm dead.
"Did you think I'd be the type to let you hide me away?"
Tassy started speaking very, very quickly. "I didn't mean to hide you! I just couldn't find the right time—"
Oh no.
Her voice trailed off when she realized where Lucius was staring.
"You're not wearing your wedding ring either."
"So, um, about that—"
Her voice faltered when he pushed a button that had the privacy partition sliding up behind Jacob.
Oh no.
Lucius reached for her waist to pull her close...before slowly guiding her head down...so she would have enough time to understand what he was asking of her.
"You've been a very bad girl, wife."
And this time, all she could think of saying was...
"Y-Yes."
Liquid heat pooled between her already trembling thighs.
"I've b-been a v-very bad girl."
And her fingers were moving on their own while she was speaking, her breasts aching harder as she unzipped his pants.
"So what do you think I should do next? Do you think I should punish you?"
His hands guided hers to his massive length, and her nipples hardened when she felt it throb violently between her fingers.
"Take it out, wife."
She did as commanded, and a strangled sound escaped her throat when she realized her fingers weren't even enough to fully encircle him.
"Do you think this is a suitable punishment?"
No.
Not at all.
Because punishments were supposed to make someone terrified, not excited.
"Answer me." The demand was a velvety growl against her ear.
The harsh tone made her jump...but still not in fear. Instead it was the opposite, with her panties now completely soaked, and every part of her body that could swell was indeed swelling and aching.
"Y-Yes."
"So say it," Lucius growled.
Embarrassment heated her cheeks at what he was asking of her.
"Give me the words, wife."
But her toes were also curling hard because she realized that she did want to say it.
"P-Punish me with your cock, h-hus—"
He didn't let her finish, with Lucius deliberately taking her by surprise as he gripped her hair in order to pull it back and...aaaaah.
He was too big, too thick, too everything inside of her mouth.
His grip on her hair controlled the movement of her head, and all she could do was squeeze his muscular thighs as he guided her mouth up and down on his length.
"Start sucking, wife."
Her belly tightened with desire at the roughness of his voice, and she found herself helplessly obeying his command. She sucked as hard as she could, and the sound of his harsh breath filled the car.
He started moving faster and harder, his length diving deeper and deeper until it was reaching the back of her throat. She didn't want to stop. But she was afraid she was about to lose her breath. Her mind started to spin. But she couldn't seem to stop herself from sucking. She wanted both of them lost, and it seemed her husband wanted the same thing, with his hand suddenly inside of her blouse.
Aaaaaah!
The moment his fingers tightened possessively around the swollen globe of flesh, everything started to spiral, and as soon as he started pinching her nipple, she instinctively sucked on his length as hard as she could.
Orgasm pounded into both of them at the same time, with Lucius growling her name out while her own body buckled in release.
Tassy was completely limp when she felt him pull out of her mouth, and it was only when he murmured in her ear that she realized she had fallen asleep.
"We're here, Tassina."
Her eyes fluttered open.
What?
Lucius chuckled at the way his wife shot up in her seat when she realized where they were—outside his parents' ranch.
"Ready to meet my family?"
"No!"
His lips curved in a smile that could only be described as shamelessly sadistic. "That's exactly what I want to hear."
Aaaargh!
Tassy did her best to straighten her disheveled clothes before reluctantly stepping out of his car, but as soon as he had her on her feet, he immediately pulled her into his arms, and all she could do was clutch his shirt as he undid all the desperate hand combing she had done in the past five minutes.
When Lucius lifted his head, Tassy's eyes were still hazy with passion, her cheeks a becoming shade of pink, and her lips kiss-swollen.