“Look at me, Everleigh,” he commanded. She did, afraid but aroused. Apprehensive but unstoppable. “You’re my wife, I won’t be using protection,” he added, his voice low and hoarse.
“Please,” she said barely audibly.
Parker parted her folds. The broad tip of his cock edged into her. She curled her fists against his chest, bracing herself for the stretch. He inched inside her. Then deeper and deeper again.
“Parker,” she said, her fear visible in the way she uttered his name. “I don’t think I can… You’re too big…”
“Your body was made for me,” he said with his customary dark and dominant tone so there was no doubt in her mind that he meant what he said. Everleigh writhed on the bed as he slid his cock inside her, not stopping until he was fully seated within her.
He held her close as she sobbed quietly into his chest. He kissed away her tears and then stayed still inside her, allowing her to get accustomed to his size, his weight. He gave her all the time she needed.
She didn’t think she would ever relax any single part of her body, afraid doing so would invite the burning stretch of her pussy as Parker took her virginity to visit her again. So, she didn't dare to move. But she couldn’t hold onto the cue for much longer.
Her curious body won out and she tentatively moved a little. The foreignness of his cock inside her ignited her on every feminine level possible.
She began to glow. No matter what she, Everleigh Rose… no Everleigh Knight, had taken a man the size, height, and power of Parker Knight inside her. Her body had accommodated him but now there was something else she wanted to experience.
She wanted him to move.
She swayed her hips a little more aggressively and met his dark growl. Unafraid in this state, she did it repeatedly. Teasing him. Taunting him.
It wasn’t long before Parker took control. He pulled out of her, staring her down as he did so, then pushed back inside her with a roughness that would make her never doubt who was in charge.
Tears gathered in her eyes. She cupped his face as he continued to fuck her. Own her. Possess her.
Her pussy was so wet, the sound of him entering her and then pulling out echoed around the room. She squeaked in bliss as he bent his head and sucked her nipples.
His tempo increased and with every long deep stroke, Everleigh lost more of herself to him. Her body rose from the flames as an orgasm started in the center of her being, pushing and pulling her while she spiraled out of control.
His name flew from her lips as he reached down and stroked her clit.
She splintered apart and experienced the most iconic orgasm of her life, and nothing could have complimented it better than Parker exploding inside her.
Bathing her in his cum, filling her up. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the spasms she worked up and down his cock as her own climax simmered down. But the fact that Parker’s cock had expanded and now jerked inside her was sublime on another level, adding to making it the most riveting, soul-wrenching moment of her life as well.
It wasn’t because it was her first time. Or because it was her first time with a man, she had thought of constantly for three years. It was because she realized her thoughts had turned into something deeper, and unchangeable.
Her fantasies about him had morphed into instant love when he had said her name for the first time. Then he had touched her body but in doing so had seared her soul with his mark, liberating her so completely, she became enslaved to him.
But she wanted more. She wanted him to feel the same. She now knew the exact reason she had to get out of the marriage. She loved him, to an astounding degree. He wanted her land. This was because he needed to consummate the marriage.
Parker took her into his arms and held her tightly despite her efforts to want to leave his bed. She fell asleep on his chest and a tear dropped from her eye onto him. Exhausted, she allowed the sleep to give her a reprieve.
Everleigh opened her eyes earlier than she thought she would but didn’t get up from the bed. But it was still to find Parker had woken up even earlier. He was busy at his desk with his laptop. She permitted her gaze to roam over him.
He allowed her but a moment's sleep before he reached for her again. He had taken her multiple times, whether it was to fuck her or make love to her. She had let him. Had cherished every stroke, caress, bite, and suck. Once they were back on land, she
The last time had been at about four that morning after which he had carried her to the bathroom where he immersed her into a decadent bubble bath with extra salts to soothe her fatigued limbs.
He had lathered her up, caressed the bruises he had left on her body from holding her too tight when he fucked her and kissed her sore pussy from having been taken multiple times after being a virgin.
But even her jaw had started to ache a little because Parker had put her onto her knees. He had made her suck his cock before he fucked her throat, making her wild with a greedy need for him to come in her mouth. The little practice he had given her before he took her virginity had boosted her confidence, and her need to see him ejaculate had driven her actions.
He had come deep in her throat but then had pulled out, and she had offered him her tongue for the rest of his essence. Watching Parker come in her mouth had been utterly breathtaking. She had swallowed every drop of his cum.
After tending to her, even massaging her jaw and her throat, he had carried her back to bed, and she had fallen asleep immediately after his care.
She loved him and there was no going back for her now. There hadn’t been agoing backfrom the moment she’d seen him three years ago. She had been lying to herself all along. She loved him. She had loved him. She will always love him until her last breath.