The Cripple's Wanton Wife - Chapter 19: Chapter 19
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A soft moan escaped 's lips as she lay sprawled across the cardboard boxes. Jacob leaned down, capturing her mouth in a hungry kiss while his fingers teased her full breasts, dark nipples hardening under his touch. With a growl, he dipped his head to suck one into his mouth.
"Mmm, that tickles," gasped, arching into him.
"You taste incredible," Jacob murmured against her skin, flashing her a wicked grin before shedding the rest of his clothes.
wrapped her hand around his length, stroking him slowly, earning a sharp intake of breath.
Jacob kissed her again, his hand trailing down her body until his fingers found her already soaked, her slick heat coating his skin. The dark curls between her thighs were soft beneath his touch as he spread her open, revealing glistening folds, ready and waiting.
Bracing himself, he settled between her legs, his voice rough in her ear. "I'm going in, sweetheart."
"Do it," urged, guiding him to her entrance with one hand while the other landed a playful smack on his backside.
The thick head of his cock met wet, welcoming heat. With one deep thrust, he buried himself inside her, groaning at the perfect tightness.
"Move, Jacob," breathed, rolling her hips beneath him.
He obeyed, setting a steady rhythm, each thrust drawing slick, sinful sounds from her body. His teeth grazed her earlobe. "God, you're so wet. Love how you sound."
"Ah—!" Her breath hitched. "This is your fault," she managed, cheeks flushing.
Jacob gripped her hips, driving into her harder. The lewd slap of skin and the wet sounds of their joining filled the cramped space.
Minutes blurred into heated motion.
's lips parted, her breath coming in short gasps. "Harder… I'm close."
Jacob felt the pressure coiling low in his gut. "—I can't hold back," he warned.
She arched against him. "Me too—ah! Don't stop!"
Her walls clenched around him, pulsing in waves as she came.
"I'm—!" Jacob gasped, burying himself deep as his release tore through him, spilling into her with a shudder.
Spent, he collapsed onto her, their bodies still joined, sticky and warm.
"Was it good?" murmured, running her fingers through his hair.
Jacob toyed with her nipple, grinning. "Incredible. You're amazing."
bit her lip. "Did I satisfy you?"
"Almost," he teased.
"Almost?" She frowned.
"You still haven't called me 'husband,'" he said with a laugh.
"You—!" swatted his chest, flustered. "You little devil!"
He caught her wrist, his breath hot against her ear. "Say it. Just once."
With a huff, she muttered, "...Husband. Happy now?"
"Very," Jacob chuckled.
"Then get off me before you crush me," she grumbled, shoving him away.
They dressed quickly—work hours weren't over yet.
Back to assembling boxes.
Meanwhile, Ethan trudged home from school, his mind still tangled in thoughts of that night in the woods with his mother. If only she'd accept him… but he knew she never would. Still, the evidence on her discarded underwear had been real—she had been aroused.
"Ethan, you're spacing out again," Lily said, snapping him from his thoughts.
"It's nothing," he muttered, cheeks burning.
"Your grades are slipping," she pressed. "What's going on?"
"I don't know," he mumbled.
"You need to focus," Noah chimed in. "You won't get into college like this."
Ethan stayed silent.
Just then, walked in.
"Mom, Ethan's failing his classes," Lily announced.
's stomach dropped. She had no idea how to handle him—not after last time. Her gaze flicked to Ethan, and when their eyes met, she quickly looked away, flustered.
"Ethan, you need to try harder," she said weakly. Deep down, she knew exactly why his grades had fallen.
Sighing, she started dinner, her thoughts racing. This couldn't go on. Why did his stare unsettle her so much? And why did part of her want things she shouldn't?
God, what's wrong with me?
She thought of Jacob. Had she become some kind of wanton woman? Yet these encounters left her satisfied, lighter somehow. Maybe it wasn't so bad—as long as no one found out.
After dinner, the family gathered in the backyard to cool off. stayed behind to clean up.
When she turned, Ethan was there, watching her.
Startled, she asked, "Why aren't you outside with the others?"
"I don't feel like it," he said.
"Mmm, that tickles," gasped, arching into him.
"You taste incredible," Jacob murmured against her skin, flashing her a wicked grin before shedding the rest of his clothes.
wrapped her hand around his length, stroking him slowly, earning a sharp intake of breath.
Jacob kissed her again, his hand trailing down her body until his fingers found her already soaked, her slick heat coating his skin. The dark curls between her thighs were soft beneath his touch as he spread her open, revealing glistening folds, ready and waiting.
Bracing himself, he settled between her legs, his voice rough in her ear. "I'm going in, sweetheart."
"Do it," urged, guiding him to her entrance with one hand while the other landed a playful smack on his backside.
The thick head of his cock met wet, welcoming heat. With one deep thrust, he buried himself inside her, groaning at the perfect tightness.
"Move, Jacob," breathed, rolling her hips beneath him.
He obeyed, setting a steady rhythm, each thrust drawing slick, sinful sounds from her body. His teeth grazed her earlobe. "God, you're so wet. Love how you sound."
"Ah—!" Her breath hitched. "This is your fault," she managed, cheeks flushing.
Jacob gripped her hips, driving into her harder. The lewd slap of skin and the wet sounds of their joining filled the cramped space.
Minutes blurred into heated motion.
's lips parted, her breath coming in short gasps. "Harder… I'm close."
Jacob felt the pressure coiling low in his gut. "—I can't hold back," he warned.
She arched against him. "Me too—ah! Don't stop!"
Her walls clenched around him, pulsing in waves as she came.
"I'm—!" Jacob gasped, burying himself deep as his release tore through him, spilling into her with a shudder.
Spent, he collapsed onto her, their bodies still joined, sticky and warm.
"Was it good?" murmured, running her fingers through his hair.
Jacob toyed with her nipple, grinning. "Incredible. You're amazing."
bit her lip. "Did I satisfy you?"
"Almost," he teased.
"Almost?" She frowned.
"You still haven't called me 'husband,'" he said with a laugh.
"You—!" swatted his chest, flustered. "You little devil!"
He caught her wrist, his breath hot against her ear. "Say it. Just once."
With a huff, she muttered, "...Husband. Happy now?"
"Very," Jacob chuckled.
"Then get off me before you crush me," she grumbled, shoving him away.
They dressed quickly—work hours weren't over yet.
Back to assembling boxes.
Meanwhile, Ethan trudged home from school, his mind still tangled in thoughts of that night in the woods with his mother. If only she'd accept him… but he knew she never would. Still, the evidence on her discarded underwear had been real—she had been aroused.
"Ethan, you're spacing out again," Lily said, snapping him from his thoughts.
"It's nothing," he muttered, cheeks burning.
"Your grades are slipping," she pressed. "What's going on?"
"I don't know," he mumbled.
"You need to focus," Noah chimed in. "You won't get into college like this."
Ethan stayed silent.
Just then, walked in.
"Mom, Ethan's failing his classes," Lily announced.
's stomach dropped. She had no idea how to handle him—not after last time. Her gaze flicked to Ethan, and when their eyes met, she quickly looked away, flustered.
"Ethan, you need to try harder," she said weakly. Deep down, she knew exactly why his grades had fallen.
Sighing, she started dinner, her thoughts racing. This couldn't go on. Why did his stare unsettle her so much? And why did part of her want things she shouldn't?
God, what's wrong with me?
She thought of Jacob. Had she become some kind of wanton woman? Yet these encounters left her satisfied, lighter somehow. Maybe it wasn't so bad—as long as no one found out.
After dinner, the family gathered in the backyard to cool off. stayed behind to clean up.
When she turned, Ethan was there, watching her.
Startled, she asked, "Why aren't you outside with the others?"
"I don't feel like it," he said.
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