Chapter 56

Sabrina's POV

I took a fresh, long shower. Why? I wanted to please my husband. No, I was burning with need to service him. Actually, I was truly burning with need to get handicapped.

I loved the man. I loved him so much and I barely even realized it. I loved him with everything that I had. He's the most amazing, the best husband ever, gosh. I fear I might never stop talking about Kyle to every ear that can listen.

When I wrapped things up, I blow dried my hair with precision, then picked out a loose dress. After a little deliberation, I got rid of it. I also got rid of the towel I had on. Fuck them all.

I placed my hand on my stomach and rubbed it carefully. I don't think I'm crazy, but I was starting to have tendencies because in what world do you apologize to your baby because of sex?

The doctor said it was allowed anyway, but I still did, because I'm the best mom in the world.

“I'm sorry baby, mommy needs daddy's cock now. The tension needs to die down, okay?”

Then I stood right by the door after dousing myself with natural, edible body mist. I wanted him to lick me, his hands and mouth all over me.

I couldn't wait any longer. Just then, my darling husband waltzed into the room. He was on his phone but when he saw me, he dropped it and used a hand to cover his mouth. It was wide open.

Silence followed, but I could tell he couldn't breathe properly anymore. We needed to talk about a lot, I got it, but I needed sex first.

“Fuck, Sabrina. Fuck.” He yelled as he stared me down. I approached him and dragged him by his tie to the bed as he seemed too shocked to start touching me.

When we reached the bed, I climbed the bed and spread my legs, then made him get in the middle.

I began to run my hands down his chest, of course before I ripped his entire suit apart like a crazy monster. Finally, we were both skin to skin.

I grabbed his cock and we both watched and moaned as I gave it a little handjob before leading it towards my entrance.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him throw me in the bed and get on top of me.

“You're so fucking hot naked, wife. You want to kill me, now I know.” He breathed into my ear, seducing the hell out of me.

“Less talk. Fuck me.” I was aggressive. But he was rough, exactly what I needed. Without warning, he sank into me.

“Kyle!” I cried out in pain, then pleasure. It was too much, all at once, even though this was something he had always done; fuck me into the bed.

“Shhh” he said. Oh fuck.

I couldn't shut up. I couldn't. I was screaming so much, I could swear the whole world knew what was happening in the house, including my mom, but I forgot to care. I was in the perfect state of bliss.

After my first orgasm, my energy levels dropped. It was funny, after all my aggressive demands, I got tired. It was definitely the pregnancy, but I didn't stop my husband from pleasuring. Kyle slid out, still rock hard after I orgasmed.

Then he began to trail kisses all the way down my lips, cheeks, shoulders, breasts , stomach, until he reached my soaked pussy. I swallowed when his tongue slid in, introducing another delicious hotness I forgot I needed. I shook a bit, but he held me in place and locked my thighs before diving straight there again.

He was noisy, messy, my cum all over his nose, face and beards as he sucked me dry. My hands held on tightly to the sheets for support, to hold myself down but it was useless. I screamed and screamed and fucking screamed.

I shook tirelessly, but my husband swallowed my pussy in my mouth entirely and practically chewed it out before I came again and he let me go.

I was in tears, satisfied tears. I just kept panting hard on the bed. I knew he didn't come, so I was worried. But Kyle has plans of his own. As I tried to recover, Kyle gathered me and made me sit up.

He leaned in and kissed me hungrily for a couple of seconds, and I loved it so much, I would've protested when his mouth left mine but I was exhausted.

His cock poked me the whole time and suddenly all I wanted was for it to be in my mouth.

There wasn't enough time to even tell him as he pulled away right then. I watched him kneel in front of me.

He grabbed his cock and began to touch himself. He let me watch without shame. I saw all his expressions in real time and my hands found my way to my pussy again as he rubbed his cock harshly.

He made hot noises that drove me crazy and in the heat of it all, he began to speak.

“Sabrina, you're sexy. You're hot. When I close my eyes, I think of you. When my eyes are opened, I fucking think about you. When I'm at the office, I'm expected to behave properly and live by example but I'm almost always in the bathroom, fucking my fists to thoughts of my wife. I can't get her out of my head. I fucking need her to be inside me, to be one with me.”

I blinked, but I didn't say a word, I just sank my fingers into my pussy and rubbed them in.

His grunts were more pronounced now and I watched, biting my lips.

“Your pussy is the best thing I've ever tasted. I enjoy eating it and I love the way your breasts bounce all over my face whenever you straddle me, even whilst clothed. Your husband can't be satisfied no matter what he does with you. He wants to fuck you over and over again. You've been hating me but all this while, all I ever wanted was a kiss. Just a kiss. I wanted to fuck you. Sabrina, my cock is always hard because of you. There's always pre cum staining my pants every fucking time. There would have been issues if I didn't marry you, serious ones. If things were different and you had still been with Marcus, I would've gotten you to cheat on him so many times, you would contemplate leaving him for me. I would've showed you the lengths I would go to have you, although you already know.”

I was riding on such a high, chasing my third orgasm like a petty thief as I watched and listened to everything he said.

When I finally came undone for the third time, the same moment, Kyle spilled his cum all over me, my face, mouth, breasts. Everywhere.

Then he climbed on top of me and kissed me again. He rubbed his cum all over my skin, and I fucking loved it.

He eventually rolled away from me, panting hard. He felt good. I for one didn't know how to act after his steaming confession. I kept replaying it in my head. Kyle had been in love with me for years, obsessed with me.

“That was amazing, Kyle.” Deep down I still wanted more. I could never get enough of him.

“You're amazing. I'm not done with you yet. I promised you make sure you don't use your legs, and I'll fulfill that once you're stronger.”

I laughed, then he picked me up and took us to the shower. He cleaned me up perfectly before dropping me back on the bed. He absolutely didn't let go of me because until I probably dozed off, we were tastelessly kissing.