The Unwanted Bride: Claimed by the Billionaire - Chapter 72: Chapter 72
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                    Shawn’s POV
I closed the gap between us and started showering soft kisses all over her chin, down to her collarbone.
That's what I loved about my wife. We were always in sync. She could be mad at me but the desire in her eyes says it all. She literally didn’t need to do too much to put me in the mood.
“Why are you mad? Because I refused to touch you or because I scolded you in the morning?” I whispered in her ear, teasing her with my crotch through my pants.
“Get lost!” She said with gritted teeth and I could see her chest slowly rise and fall, as though she was anticipating something.
In as much as I wasn’t happy that she was ill and still recovering, it was so hard to deny that I did like this gentle side of her. No doubt Cassie would have pushed me away if She was stronger. But she’s well aware that she can’t stress her wrist.
“You mean, you want me to put my fat cock in you?” I said in between kisses, watching how hard she was trying to hold back her moans.
She said nothing but bit her lower lip instead.
I couldn’t take it anymore so I took a step back and started to undress, starting with my jacket, then my shirt. I took a glance at Cassie. Her eyes were fixed on me too and I could see her press her thighs together. I was very sure she was wet for me already.
My Girlllllll.
She swallowed painfully after I took off my briefs and my dick sprang to life.
I closed the gap between us once more. I placed soft kisses on her boobs, then on her forehead.
“You are not going to say a word about this to Eran. Are you?” I said in between kissing her soft spot.
“It depends.” I paused my kisses on her, then looked deep into her eyes.
“On?” The truth was that I didn’t expect her to play along.
“How well you fuck me, Mr Elias!” She smirked, unknowingly bringing out the beast in me.
I groaned “You’re going to be the end of me!”
Without a care in the world, I placed a hand on Cassie’s shoulder, turned her around, made her hug the wall, parted her legs, and without mercy, I pierced into her from behind.
The loud moan that escaped her made my heart swell with so much pride.
“Fuck!!!!!” I cursed, the moment my dick stretched her, feeling how wet she was.
Sex with Cassie was indescribable. It was almost as though I couldn’t get enough of her. Every time my dick slips into her, it always feels like the first time. The best part was that she was always wet for me, and that made me crazy every single time. It was almost like our bodies understood the assignment.
The room was filled with moans and grunts.
“Seeing that she was almost losing her balance, I turned Cassie around by her shoulder and carried her towards the sofa. I literally threw her on the soft couch, joined her in a spooning position, and slowly pushed my dick in her.
While I fucked my wife I brought a hand forward and robbed her clit with my finger.
“Shawnnnnnnnnnn!” She moaned loudly.
“Yes, baby,” I mumbled, taking her nipple in my mouth.
I felt her shiver under my touch. She wasn’t this sensitive in the beginning. I wonder what was happening.
I increased my pace when I felt pleasure building up in her lower body.
Cassie came really hard and I followed suit.
It took a while for Cassie to come down from her high and when she was settled, I could almost see tears in the corner of her eyes.
“Did I hurt you?” I knew I was rough but I wanted to be sure she was okay.
She stared at me, not saying a word.
“Do you regret it?” I had no idea what prompted me to ask the question but I did anyway.
Cassie looked away from my face and stared down at my dick.
“It’s yours. You need not be shy about doing whatever your heart desires.”
For the next few seconds, I saw my wife fight with her thoughts. Then she spoke. “I want to take a shower.”
Cassie was almost rolling off me when I stopped her. I helped myself out of the couch and picked her up in a bridal style to the bathroom.
I placed my wife on her feet when we got to the bathroom. I turned on the shower to a drizzle mode and pushed Cassie against the wall. I saw her chest heave up and down and her nipples standing aright. That was what amused me about our bodies, the fact that we were always horny for each other.
I moved close to my babe, parted her legs, and pushed my cock into her. This time around, I went slow. The sex was sensual, sweet and her moans made me tarry. We both came earlier than expected.
I reached for the body wash and applied it all over her body. As my hand moved across her bareness, I couldn’t help but hail myself about how much of a lucky bastard I was to have this amazing woman as mine. Even as I was washing her, I could feel myself slowly getting hard. But I didn’t want to bulge since She was just recovering.
I rinsed Cassie’s body once I was done washing her. I grabbed a towel, wiped her, and then ushered her into the bedroom.
Cassie sat on the bed, just beside the dress she laid out earlier. I applied the moisturizer on her after which I assisted her in putting on her nightdress.
“Do you want me to get me anything for you?” I asked, before going back to the bathroom to clean up.
Cassie said nothing. Instead, she positioned herself well on the bed.
I made my way to the bathroom to do my business and I was out in no time putting on a pair of joggers with no shirt on.
My eyes met with the gift bag on the floor by the door. I playfully scratched the back of my neck with my hand then went over to pick it up.
Cassie was seated on the bed, resting her back against the headboard, with her attention on her phone. I sat beside her in the opposite direction.
“You’ve not said a word.”
Cassie looked up from her phone and stared at me.
“About?” Her voice almost came out as a whisper while acting clueless.
“Do you regret it?” I asked.
“Regret what?” She said in return.
“You know what I’m talking about.”
My wife took a glance at me, at the gift bag before me, then back at my face. “You don’t mess with me, then come bearing gifts, and having your way through sex in hopes that I’m going to overlook everything.”
                
            
        I closed the gap between us and started showering soft kisses all over her chin, down to her collarbone.
That's what I loved about my wife. We were always in sync. She could be mad at me but the desire in her eyes says it all. She literally didn’t need to do too much to put me in the mood.
“Why are you mad? Because I refused to touch you or because I scolded you in the morning?” I whispered in her ear, teasing her with my crotch through my pants.
“Get lost!” She said with gritted teeth and I could see her chest slowly rise and fall, as though she was anticipating something.
In as much as I wasn’t happy that she was ill and still recovering, it was so hard to deny that I did like this gentle side of her. No doubt Cassie would have pushed me away if She was stronger. But she’s well aware that she can’t stress her wrist.
“You mean, you want me to put my fat cock in you?” I said in between kisses, watching how hard she was trying to hold back her moans.
She said nothing but bit her lower lip instead.
I couldn’t take it anymore so I took a step back and started to undress, starting with my jacket, then my shirt. I took a glance at Cassie. Her eyes were fixed on me too and I could see her press her thighs together. I was very sure she was wet for me already.
My Girlllllll.
She swallowed painfully after I took off my briefs and my dick sprang to life.
I closed the gap between us once more. I placed soft kisses on her boobs, then on her forehead.
“You are not going to say a word about this to Eran. Are you?” I said in between kissing her soft spot.
“It depends.” I paused my kisses on her, then looked deep into her eyes.
“On?” The truth was that I didn’t expect her to play along.
“How well you fuck me, Mr Elias!” She smirked, unknowingly bringing out the beast in me.
I groaned “You’re going to be the end of me!”
Without a care in the world, I placed a hand on Cassie’s shoulder, turned her around, made her hug the wall, parted her legs, and without mercy, I pierced into her from behind.
The loud moan that escaped her made my heart swell with so much pride.
“Fuck!!!!!” I cursed, the moment my dick stretched her, feeling how wet she was.
Sex with Cassie was indescribable. It was almost as though I couldn’t get enough of her. Every time my dick slips into her, it always feels like the first time. The best part was that she was always wet for me, and that made me crazy every single time. It was almost like our bodies understood the assignment.
The room was filled with moans and grunts.
“Seeing that she was almost losing her balance, I turned Cassie around by her shoulder and carried her towards the sofa. I literally threw her on the soft couch, joined her in a spooning position, and slowly pushed my dick in her.
While I fucked my wife I brought a hand forward and robbed her clit with my finger.
“Shawnnnnnnnnnn!” She moaned loudly.
“Yes, baby,” I mumbled, taking her nipple in my mouth.
I felt her shiver under my touch. She wasn’t this sensitive in the beginning. I wonder what was happening.
I increased my pace when I felt pleasure building up in her lower body.
Cassie came really hard and I followed suit.
It took a while for Cassie to come down from her high and when she was settled, I could almost see tears in the corner of her eyes.
“Did I hurt you?” I knew I was rough but I wanted to be sure she was okay.
She stared at me, not saying a word.
“Do you regret it?” I had no idea what prompted me to ask the question but I did anyway.
Cassie looked away from my face and stared down at my dick.
“It’s yours. You need not be shy about doing whatever your heart desires.”
For the next few seconds, I saw my wife fight with her thoughts. Then she spoke. “I want to take a shower.”
Cassie was almost rolling off me when I stopped her. I helped myself out of the couch and picked her up in a bridal style to the bathroom.
I placed my wife on her feet when we got to the bathroom. I turned on the shower to a drizzle mode and pushed Cassie against the wall. I saw her chest heave up and down and her nipples standing aright. That was what amused me about our bodies, the fact that we were always horny for each other.
I moved close to my babe, parted her legs, and pushed my cock into her. This time around, I went slow. The sex was sensual, sweet and her moans made me tarry. We both came earlier than expected.
I reached for the body wash and applied it all over her body. As my hand moved across her bareness, I couldn’t help but hail myself about how much of a lucky bastard I was to have this amazing woman as mine. Even as I was washing her, I could feel myself slowly getting hard. But I didn’t want to bulge since She was just recovering.
I rinsed Cassie’s body once I was done washing her. I grabbed a towel, wiped her, and then ushered her into the bedroom.
Cassie sat on the bed, just beside the dress she laid out earlier. I applied the moisturizer on her after which I assisted her in putting on her nightdress.
“Do you want me to get me anything for you?” I asked, before going back to the bathroom to clean up.
Cassie said nothing. Instead, she positioned herself well on the bed.
I made my way to the bathroom to do my business and I was out in no time putting on a pair of joggers with no shirt on.
My eyes met with the gift bag on the floor by the door. I playfully scratched the back of my neck with my hand then went over to pick it up.
Cassie was seated on the bed, resting her back against the headboard, with her attention on her phone. I sat beside her in the opposite direction.
“You’ve not said a word.”
Cassie looked up from her phone and stared at me.
“About?” Her voice almost came out as a whisper while acting clueless.
“Do you regret it?” I asked.
“Regret what?” She said in return.
“You know what I’m talking about.”
My wife took a glance at me, at the gift bag before me, then back at my face. “You don’t mess with me, then come bearing gifts, and having your way through sex in hopes that I’m going to overlook everything.”
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