Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 85: Taking His Fill
Bradon pounded his cock upward all the way into me until its swollen and thick head pushed against my womb. His thrusting movements became wild as his large hands held my body in place where he wanted my love opening to be to welcome his cock. Wet lewd sounds of his cock pushing into my wetness echoed from between my legs as I felt my juices gushing out of my love hole.
“You like it when I hit you deep in here, don’t you?” he asked although I could tell that he already knew the answer very well.
“Ahh...” I moaned loudly before I could stop myself.
Bradon pressed his hand against my lower abdomen and suddenly I could feel the hardness of his cock rubbing against my pleasure spot much more clearly than before. His cock rubbed against my womb as he pushed down harder on my lower abdomen.
“Wait...please...” I whimpered as my pussy spasmed wildly around his gigantic manhood.
“Shhh...” he signaled for me to be quiet.
Before I could respond, Brandon slid his cock out of my pussy almost all the way before plunging it right back in. The pleasure of his solid love stick ramming against my womb repeatedly drove me closer and closer to the edge. I knew that I would soon get what I wished for. The pleasure felt mind-numbing, and I could no longer think of anything else but the joy of his cock pounding in and out of my wetness and messing up my insides.
“I’m cumming....Ahhh! Ahhh...I’m cumming!” I cried out as I lost myself completely to the corrupting pleasure of my climax.
Although I tried my best to hold on, it didn’t take all that long for Bradon to make me reach my climax. My orgasm felt so intense and gratifying at the same time. I wasn’t at all wrong about the fact that our bodies were extremely compatible with each other when it came to coupling even though we didn’t seem to see eye to eye on other matters.
I should have known that he would be right about me cumming before he did. His cock was still solid hard inside of me as I rode out the aftereffects of my release. My pussy felt wetter and even more sensitive than when we first started. My body seemed to have lost all its strength for a moment and I ended up leaning against Bradon. I smiled naturally when I felt the warmth and slight pressure of his hand stroking my hair as if he was complimenting me for doing so well.
“Don’t fall asleep, Dahlia. I’m not done with you yet,” his cold voice felt piercing to me as I drifted peacefully up in heaven.
My eyes snapped open, and I slowly sat up properly only to find him staring at me with an unreadable expression. Before I managed to recover completely from my intense climax, Bradon’s large hands cupped my buttocks and then I felt my entire body being lifted up. Bradon simply stood up and carried me with him. I gasped when I felt his cock moving inside of me and that was when I realized that his cock was still buried inside of me.
I didn’t have time to ask him where he was going to take me or what he was planning to do with me when I suddenly felt the coldness of the dining table marble top against my naked butt. After walking a couple of steps along the length of the table, Bradon placed me on the table void of food as he stood in between my legs. I whimpered from the sensation of his cock slowly withdrawing from my pussy. Along with the exit of his thick shaft, my love juices spurted out of my unplugged hole and onto the dining table below.
“Bradon...” I called his name softly.
“I wanted to fuck you from behind but let’s do it from the front. This way, I can watch your face when you cum again,” he suggested like it was such an amazing idea.
“Wait...” I murmured.
His hands were already lifting my heels up onto the table while spreading my thighs widely apart to the side. My eyes widened at how exposed my body was in the position that he had chosen for me. My pussy opening stretched open as he kept my thighs widely spread apart. I was certain that he could see everything and that suddenly made me want to hide away from his hungry gaze. My efforts to bring my thighs together only earned me a disapproving glare from Bradon who continued to firmly hold my thighs apart.
“This kind of dinner isn’t bad...” he commented before grinning at me.
His hand dipped in between my legs before his fingers began toying with my swollen clit. Suddenly, it felt like a switch had been flipped on. All my yearning and desire for him came flooding back all at once. I wanted his cock to fill me up and mess up my insides until I could no longer take anymore. I honestly never thought that our dinner would lead to us having sex in the dining room instead.
“I’ll make you scream until you can’t scream anymore, Dahlia...” he said as he positioned his cock at my throbbing entrance.
My pussy let out a wet squelching sound when his cock suddenly plunged deeply into me. Bradon inserted his cock into my wetness with one forceful thrust that made sure to bury his entire length into me. I gasped as my hips jerked on the dining table at the abruptness of his entrance. I had nothing to complain about at all when I felt the amazing rush of pleasure that invaded my senses and made my toes curl.
“Ahh...Ahh! Ahhh!” I moaned before I started crying out.
Bradon began moving his hips, thrusting his cock in and out of my love hole faster and rougher. Our new position made his cock hit against my insides at a different angle than before. Although it felt different, it still felt shockingly pleasurable.
--To be continued...
