Love at First Night: The Billionaire's First Love-Chapter 72: Dirty Talks [R19]

>Mallory

"I’m only asking you to do this one favour for me," I asked in a low voice. My bare feet making it’s way inside his shirt, feeling his well-defined abdomen against my sole.

Soft groans came out of his mouth.

"Help me out with this problem." I took a deep breath, gaze burning into him.

"I already know that you plan to leave me alone for this feeling to pass but that won’t make my problem disappear. I appreciate that you don’t want to take me without my consent but..." I explain, my feet travelled to his chest.

"My head is clearer than my body...and I want you to fuck me till it straightened up."

... You know? I’m not the most patient person I know.

I’ve always had strong personality. Being a mother just thought me patience, patience that for some reason was running thin right now.

He sighed heavily, straightened his body and ran his fingers through his hair. He bit his lips and his eyes felt like he completely snapped.

"For fuck’s sake! I’m still amazed how you turn into a different person when you let your body talk." he chuckled.

I flinched when his fingers grazed over the hem of his shirt lifting it easily and throwing it off in the floor.

His full torso was fully revealed, my breath caught in my throat. His muscles flexing slightly.

"This, I couldn’t get enough of," my thoughts spilled out of my gaping mouth, my toes pinching his nipples.

"Oh? I didn’t know you were that hungry." he smirked leaning into me, my legs parting and wrapping to his bare body. His lips grazed over my collarbone, his gaze fixed on me.

"Tell me? Am I starving you, Wife?" he whispered, as he leaned a kiss to my chin. I bit my lips, his bulging manhood rubbing itself between me.

"Are you gonna feed me?," I asked,his teeth busy sliding the right strap off my shoulder, my dress falling right off, revealing my breast.

His kiss started at my shoulder, to my collarbone, then to my nipples, his tongue expertly making circles around it.

I bit my lip, trying my best to not let out any embarrassing sounds while his right hand was busy parting my legs. The way his teeth would often graze on my skin made me shiver.

"Wife, are you enjoying this?" he asked while he continued leaving a wet trail of kisses down to my chest. He gently pulled my hips up, his hand comfortably exploring my flesh, parting the folds and pressing my clit.

"Ughh...Ahmm..." I moaned at the pleasure surging through my body.

Damn! How was he so good with his hands?

Did he do this to other people?

I don’t know why that thought irritates me.

I jolted back to reality when I felt his finger made it’s way inside. My body stiffened, my toes curled when my husband started thrusting his finger in a slightly faster pace.

"H-how are you so good at this?" I moaned.

"Hmmm? Did you say anything Wife?," he breathed out from sucking my nipple, his tongue still out, streaks of saliva still visible. He rested his head on top of my breast, his hot breath hitting my sweating skin.

"Do you not like it?"

It’s quite the opposite, you dumbass.

"Take this cuff off." I demanded, biting my lower lips.

I wanted to touch him on my own.

"I can’t do that." he whispered, almost out of breath. Thrusting his fingers faster. "That’s your punishment for being a bad girl."

I clicked my tongue in annoyance, wrapping my legs tightly in his waist, pushing his body closer.

"Then stop talking and start fucking me."

"Huh?" his mouth gaped, face completely flustered.

I rolled my eyes. "Just using your finger won’t help me out as much."

Thank goodness my face was flushed from the heat or else he would notice just how red my face right now. This is definitely the first I’ve been this bold. But my head was already filled with sweet pleasure it overrides my reason.

"Isn’t it uncomfortable?"

I mouthed at his pants. His manhood was twitching slightly inside his pants, precum leaking out from its tip leaving a wet trail at it’s tip.

Crap. I couldn’t believe I was actually getting turned on by this sight.

"... If that is what you wish..." Eventually, he slid his zipper down, whipping the bulging flesh free and smiled playfully. "Then, I will deliver." he whispered, before leaning on top of me.

"Huh - Ah!" my entire body tensed up when I felt his manhood grazed over my clit, parting them slightly as he rubbed them up and down.

"Fuck! It’s so wet." he cursed, his head burrowed against the space in my neck.

"Do you know how aroused I am every time I imagine you fingering yourself in the car."

... Was the drug also affecting him in some way? Was he always like this?!

"Ughh...Hghnnn..." I moaned.

"Did you finger yourself in front of me because you know I won’t be able to control myself?" His finger started playing with my breast, pinching my erect nipple, causing the my body to shiver.

"Shut up!" I cursed. Why is his mouth like this?

"What? D-did you feel embarrassed that you... That you were enjoying yourself?"

Dirty talk.

Something I never imagine I will be able to experience first hand. I always felt embarrassed every time I’ve read them in the book, but now that I’m experiencing it. My body is reacting so wildly.

"Why are you asking such ridiculous questions -" I almost let out a strangled groan.

Without even warning me, my husband had already inserted his manhood inside it. My legs gripped firmly onto his waist, quivering at the sudden jolting pain.

I should be getting used to this feeling by now but his size isn’t making it easy.

"Look. My dick slipped in so easily," he whispered. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Fuck! I wanna ripped his mouth out of his face.

"Just... Just move." I stammered. Turning my face to the right.

"I can’t hear you." he breathed.

"Fuck! You know what I said." I cursed.

He gasped when I pulled him closer using my feet. I met his eyes, the tears and sweat making it hazy.

"Move."