sakura
After Callan placed his lips onto mine, I gently brushed my fingers up the column of his neck, then across the stubble on his jaw. I didn’t want to hurt him more than he already was. Those stab wounds were terrible.
“I want you on top of me,” Callan murmured into my mouth, capturing my hips and using all his strength to pull me onto his lap.
I hovered over him, not wanting to put pressure on any sensitive areas. He traveled his hands up my bare thighs, then underneath my skirt and tugged my hips down as close to him as they would go, letting me feel every inch.
Stiffening, I deepened the kiss. We were in front of his wife. His wife! Was he really going to fuck me instead of letting me kill her? Part of me was … glad. I didn’t think that I would be able to go through with it. I hated the thought of murdering anyone after witnessing what Callan had done to Gunther.
And then Jett’s head.
“Get off my husband!” Georgina screamed.
“Pull your panties to the side,” Callan murmured against my lips.
“Are you sure?” I whispered. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Pull them to the side,” he repeated, his voice sterner.
Once I posted one hand on the headboard next to his head to steady myself, I arched my back slightly and pulled my thong to the side. Callan readjusted himself underneath me, lining the head of his cock up with my entrance.
“Now, sit on my cock and ride your professor.”
Heat rushed through my body, but I lowered myself. The head of his cock pushed my pussy lips apart, disappearing inside me inch by inch. And when he was inside me, I sat down all the way and moaned out in pleasure.
It had been too long since he’d been inside me. My pussy had been craving him every night, waiting to swallow him and every last drop of his cum.
Callan rested his hands on my hips and grunted, “Fuck, Sakura.”
I laid my hands on Callan’s chest, careful not to touch the bandages in his side, and moved my hips slower against his, my pussy tightening every time I slammed my hips back onto his. Waves of pleasure rushed through me, the feel of his huge cock stretching me out in front of his wife, making me shiver in delight.
“Get off him, or I’ll … I’ll—”
“Or what, Georgina?” Callan hummed, curling his fingers into my thighs and staring past me at his wife. He slid his hands underneath my skirt once more and groped my ass. “What are you going to do? Call your father?”
“He will torture you for this!” she shouted.
Callan drifted his gaze back to me and helped me buck my hips faster against his, eyes rolling back in pleasure. “I killed your father last night,” he said, grunting as he lifted his hips to meet mine. “And I loved every second of it.”
“You what?!” she screamed.
I smiled softly at Callan, gently gripping his face in my hand. “He did it for me.”
Callan smirked, stared up at me, and tucked some hair behind my ear. “All for you.”
“Callan!” she screamed. “I swear to God, I will kill you myself!”
“Faster, baby,” Callan said. “You’re taking it so well.”
Heat coursed through my body. I whimpered and bounced my hips faster and faster, the pressure growing inside my core. My legs began trembling slightly, but I continued to ride my Literature professor, getting myself to the edge.
“Come inside my pussy,” I whispered.
“That’s the only place my cum belongs.” He pulled me closer to him so his lips brushed against my ear. “I should rip that IUD right out of you,” he murmured against my lips.
My pussy tightened even more around him.
“Get you pregnant with my child in front of my wife.”
I moaned. Holy f-f-fuck.
“Would you like that?” he murmured.
“Y-yes!” I cried out, pleasure exploding through my body as I came all over him.
“Get off my husband!” Georgina shouted again.
Callan grunted and slammed my hips down onto his, filling up my pussy with his warm cum. “One day, sweetheart,” he mumbled into my ear. “One fucking day. Soon.”
Soon? More warmth shot through my body, sending me over the edge again.
“You little bitch!” she screamed. “He’s my husband!”
After lifting my hips off him, I knelt on the bed next to him with my juices covering his throbbing cock and wrapped my lips around it. Once I licked it clean, I collapsed onto the bed and curled up next to Callan, my hand slipping around his bicep. “He’s mine now.”