Fake Bride: A Billionaire Boss Fake Marriage Romance
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She met his lips in a passionate kiss. His hands grasped around her back, and he pulled her toward him on the bed. Her swollen genitals raked the duvet and excited her to panting quivering wetness.
His tongue unfurled in her mouth, and their lips smacked in luscious infatuation. Abbie couldn't stop herself from responding. Her cunt ached, and her body buzzed in delicious lust. His hand fell on her knee and probed up her thighs to her tortured slit. She bucked against his hand, and her pussy leaked into her pants.
He purred into her mouth. “How about a bath?”
She moaned in deep delight, and he went to work undressing her. He slid her shirt over her shoulders and her pants down to her ankles. He held them open while she stepped out. He stroked up and down her ivory thighs and nuzzled his face into her saturated panties. Her legs creaked open with an agonizing groan.
He came back up to worship her glorious tits. He left them cradled in her lacy yellow bra and heaved their hefty handfuls in his big paws. His heat melted her resistance. She surged into his hands and moaned in delight.
He left her bra and panties on and led her by the hand to the waiting tub. He turned off the water and checked the temperature. He stood back and undressed while she panted in breathless anticipation. His naked bulk towered over her, and his prick stuck straight out to discover her.
He stepped down into the tub, and the jets roiled the water around his legs. He splashed the steamy water on his thighs, and it evaporated on his blistering shaft. His chest bulged with muscle, and his piercing gaze set Abbie's blood on fire. He took her hand and drew her to the water's edge. His head came up to her chest. He nuzzled in close to kiss her, and she mewed in sweet desire. Her whole body quaked in open hunger for him.
He slipped his hands down her ass to glide her panties down, and he unhooked her bra to free her tits from their confines. He pulled her down into the water with him, and she sank onto his lap in the swirling brew. The water lapped around her breasts and stung her fragile cunt. All those sensations stirred her to fresh devouring hunger for him, for everything this new life could offer her.
His arms closed around her, and he positioned her over his hips. Her legs circled his hips, and his prick slipped between her engorged lips. She moaned against his mouth. Her breasts floated on the water to bump his granite chest.
He swayed her back and forth through the rumbling water. His lips sparked her drunken desires, and the water washed her away into dreamy mists of contentment and fulfillment. He lowered his face into the water to nibble her nipples to burning torment. He cupped her ass to rock her hips against his wicked jackhammer. His fingers slithered around behind to distract her darkest hole.
That most forbidden ecstasy blasted her apart into tempests of primal orgasm. She crushed her clit against his manhood. Her head lolled back, and her loud screams of climactic release broke free. She didn't have to worry about Trina or anybody else hearing her. Her voice echoed against the ceiling and out to sea.
He called out over the noise, “Come on, baby. That's it. Let me hear you cum. God, you are so fucking hot. Come on, baby. I'm gonna fuck you so damn hard.”
She never had a chance to come down from that peak before he caught her in his commanding grip. He floated her around and sat her down on his lap facing away from him. She seethed in sighing delirium. He closed his arms around her stomach and took control of her hips. His rod dug between her legs and jabbed her opening.
He didn't enter her, though. He cupped one hand around her pussy and lifted her on the water's bubbling current. His finger's dove between her legs, and one fat finger came up inside her quivering box. Abbie whined in blessed pleasure, but he didn't stop there. He pumped his fingers deep into her hole until she copied his rhythm. She humped his hand to bring herself back to fainting bliss.
His cock stabbed her clit, and her destruction reached its peak. She grabbed his meaty forearm for support. The waves tossed her sideways and back and forth. They never let her come down until, all at once, he lifted her higher with his hand underneath her and sat her down hard on his upthrusting spike.
She froze in tense confusion, but he knew exactly what he was doing. He drove his iron tool into her ass, even as his fingers titillated her to the most profound climaxes of her life. He buried his rod in her tightest hole and pumped her full of his smoking meat.
She supported her heavy head with one hand. How could she stand this? How could he do this to her? How could he split her apart like this and keep her suspended in the heavens with his insistent fingering at the same time?
She sensed the tight intrusion, but her mind wouldn't register pain or discomfort. His fingers inside her, his powerful palm against her clit, his hips slapping against her rounded ass to splash the water out of the tub—all those sensations mingled with the impossible tightness to create the perfect storm of erotic cataclysm and explosive ecstasy. He filled her so full nothing remained but to ride him.
He jostled her up and back against his tormenting piston. Her tits flapped in the boiling water until he caught one and nagged the nipple alert. “Does that turn you on? Is that dirty the way you like it?”
“Oh, God! Oh, sweet Jesus! Oh, my God, that is so tight. Oh, don’t! Oh! I can’t. Oh, please.”
“Beg for it, baby. Beg like you want it.”
Her head teetered on her neck. She couldn’t think. She could feel nothing but him filling her to the very limit. She couldn’t stand it, but she couldn’t get away. She wanted nothing but to collapse into his hands, to take his plunging cock inside her and never let it go.
His fingers clamped down hard on her nipple. A spasm of pain scorched down her belly to his other hand bumping her aching box. The water swallowed her gushing squirts of blissful rapture, but the sugar syrup soothed his passage into her deepest caverns. He crushed her in his monstrous grip, and his cum foamed into her welcoming receptacle.
He hugged her tight against his chest, but his rocking penetrations against her ass dangled her on the most intoxicating waves she ever knew. She embraced him with her muscles to hold him there just a little longer. She heaved and moaned in his arms. She would never let him go.
His lips grazed her neck and lit the rising fire. She rotated her hips to catch him and excite him to fresh gusts of volcanic passion. His teeth sank into her skin, and they galloped away into the velvet dawn rising to take them home.
THE END
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