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Rub it
Upon returning from the Glow Girl event with Cathleen, Xavier swiftly exited his car. Circling around to the passenger side, he lifted Cathleen in a bridal style. Unexpectedly, she tensed, tightly crossing her legs and biting her lip until it started to swell. Ignoring the uneasy feeling creeping into his mind, Xavier proceeded inside with her.
As though the clenching of her legs wasn’t enough, Cathleen turned as Xavier carried her, and her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, pulling him closer and increasing the intensity of their embrace. her wet panties brushing against Xavier’s pants. A low, seductive moan escaped her lips, causing Xavier to pause in his tracks. The sound sent shivers down his spine, and he shook his head to try and clear his thoughts.
With a determined look on his face, he continued to climb the stairs towards Cathleen’s room. As he pushed open the door, he gently placed her on the bed and stood back for a moment, taking in the sight of her lying there before him. The soft glow of moonlight filtered through the window, casting an ethereal aura around her delicate features. Xavier couldn’t help but feel captivated by her beauty as he continued to stare at her.
He turned, his back facing her, and then turned to face anywhere else but her, his brow creased in confusion. As he ran a hand through his hair, Cathleen could see the tension in his body; his muscles were coiled and ready to spring. “What is going on wit-” he started to say, but his words were cut off as he caught sight of Cathleen. She stood before him, her back pressed against a wall, one hand disappearing beneath her panties while the other clutched at the fabric of her dress, tossed carelessly aside. The soft curves of her breasts were fully exposed, the pale skin glowing in the dim light of the room. Her eyes met his with a mix of desire and defiance, daring him to stop her.
She was wet-so fucking wet that he swallowed hard. His cock started bulging in his pants, demanding to be let loose, but he swallowed hard again, his body reacting to her wetness, but he closed his eyes tightly, trying to push away the desire that was threatening to consume him. This was Cathleen, a woman who had married him for reasons he couldn’t even fathom. A woman who had possibly slept with his own nephew and maybe even his own father, and then blackmailed him into marrying his son. And yet, here he stood, unable to resist the overwhelming urge to take her. If she did sleep with my dad and nephew, then why am I so fucking horny and tempest to turn her and fuck her from behind? Xavier’s thoughts raced as he fought against the tempest of lust that raged within him.
She was wet-so wet, and so fucking tempting. Xavier stood there watching as Cathleen found her clit, it looked firm and sensitive-so fucking sensitive. He watched as her eyes rolled the moment she started to rub against it. She bit her lip not to let a sound out of her throat. But a soft, seductive moan escaped her lips. She increased the pace, rubbing on her clit faster. She let out a scream when she didn’t get what he was looking for. Xavier watched as she got up from bed with a groan and walked past him as though he were nothing. She got to the shower; Xavier could hear the water running, and then again, moans came out of the shower. Xavier was rooted in one place, not knowing whether to go to the shower and fucking the living shit out of her or run to his room to ride solo.
After what felt like an eternity, the water stopped, and she emerged from the shower, her body glistening and vulnerable. She sat naked on the edge of the bed, her limbs trembling with fatigue and confusion. “Xavier,” she began, her voice wavering, “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast this morning. I couldn’t even bring myself to eat at the function… but I feel so weak. I am so…” Her words trailed off, her distress evident in every shaky breath.
“Your horny.” Xavier finished the senescence for her, and Cathleen nodded.
“My body is hot, and my hands keep finding their way into my…” She paused and looked at him as though he were a piece of steak.
“Your pussy, Cathleen. Say it.” Xavier demanded.
“Yes, my pussy, but it’s not enough. Please help me.” Cathleen pleaded.
“Did you drink something at the function?” Xavier asked.
“No, I didn’t,” Cathleen says. “Wait, a waiter came with a drink and said it was from one of the investors, wishing me good luck,” Cathleen says. “And after that drink, I haven’t been myself; all I want is something inside my..”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.
“Pussy says it,” Xavier demanded, and Cathleen nodded. “You are not going to nod; say it, Cathleen.”
“Pussy.” Cathleen finally says.
“Good girl.” Xavier praised. “It appears that the anonymous investor spiked your drink; do you know of anyone who could have wanted to have their way with you at the party tonight?” Xavier asked, and his eyes landed on Cathleen’s hard nipple, and he swallowed hard. His Adam’s apple was bobbing as though he were drinking water, while in reality, he was drinking Cathleen’s naked form.
“I don’t know anyone who could do that; what I know is that I need…” She paused.
“You need a dick, Cathleen; you need to be fucked until your senses get back.” Cathleen blushed a shade of red. She didn’t want this, but she didn’t have a choice; it was too hard. She doesn’t love Xavier, and now, now, she feels like going down on her knees to beg him to fuck her till she receives sense.
“Yes, I need it.” She manages.
“It has a name. Call it.” Xavier says, towering over her.
“A dick, I need a dick,” Cathleen says.
“Good girl, but you see, I can only do this because you need it, not because I’m obligated to as a husband. Nah.” He says, and then catches her touching herself again, “rub it harder.” Cathleen looked at him confused, and Xavier went on, “The clit, Cat, rub it.” He commanded.