Dominating Devney (Montana Maiden Series Book 3)

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you're in heat." He pulled the sheet down from my body and looked his fill, his dark eyes intent upon my breasts, then lower to my shaved pussy. "Look at you. So beautiful."
    "I'm in...what?" I arched my back off the bed as I tried to rub my thighs together.
    "In heat. It's what happens to a woman after she marries. It's your body saying you belong to me. You need me to fuck you. You'd like that, wouldn't you, baby?"
    I opened my eyes slowly and looked up into my husband's face. His jaw was covered in dark stubble a shade or two darker than the tousled mop on his head. His shoulders were so broad. The dark hair sprinkled across his belly tapered into a thin line that worked its way down to his cock, which was very awake. Was it always so huge? If he hadn't fucked me earlier, I would have questioned whether it would fit. The head was mushroom shaped and an angry red color, fluid oozing from the tip.
    I couldn't help but lick my lips at the sight and felt a new flood of juices seep from me. I craved his cock. "Oh yes, please, Mr. Bridger."
    "My name is Sam and you can call me that, although I do like the sound of you saying ‘Mr. Bridger’ as I fuck you."
    The feelings were intolerable. I knew the only way for them to subside was to come, just as Mr. Bridger had taught me. I had the plug in my ass, but that wasn't enough. I needed him in my pussy. I turned and positioned myself just as I'd been earlier when he'd fucked me, my hands holding my knees apart and back. Yes, I was exposing myself, offering myself. I didn't care. He'd shown me he liked me this way, made it safe and acceptable for me to open myself thusly. "Please, Mr. Bridger. I need you to...to fuck me."
    "Such a good girl, presenting yourself to me." His dark gaze narrowed as I showed him my most intimate of places. "Oh, you're so wet," he murmured, running a finger through the wetness coating my thighs.
    "Is that...is that normal?" I asked.
    "Baby, you're always going to be wet for me now. Everyone's going to know because there's going to be a big damp spot on the back of all your skirts."
    I wanted to feel embarrassed, but I didn't care at the moment. That was a problem for later. Now, now I just needed to come.
    "Roll over, baby, onto your belly, knees tucked under."
    I gave him a questioning look, but didn't argue. My nipples tightened at the feel of the sheet as they pressed into the mattress.
    "Knees wider. Yes, just like that. I'm going to fuck you, but I don't think you're quite ready."
    I glanced back at him over my shoulder. Had he lost his mind? If he didn't fill me up I was going to scream. "I'm ready. Please, I'm ready."
    He shook his head. "You don't decide that, Devney. Would you rather wait until morning?"
    My eyes widened. "What? No."
    "Then do as I say. If you please me, then I will pleasure you. I promise."
    I could only nod.
    "Good girl. Now grab hold of the plug in your ass and pull it out some. I want to watch you fuck your ass first."
    "Oh, I can't, Mr. Bridger." It was one thing to have him do it, while he was fucking me, but having me do it to myself while he just watched?
    He shrugged nonchalantly. "That's fine. We can wait until morning."
    "No!" I reached behind me and found the hard, wide end of the plug. I tugged on it, feeling my ring of muscle stretch and burn as I opened up for the wooden object. I gasped as I stretched to the girth of the plug.
    "Good girl. Now fuck your ass with it."
    I pressed my face into the cool mattress as I lifted my hips to reach better. Slowly, I pushed the plug in, then out, rubbing that tight ring in both directions. I could feel my pussy clamp down on nothing as it craved Mr. Bridger's cock. I worked the plug harder. It didn't exactly hurt, but it was uncomfortable, yet there was some kind of intense feelings that were building from the rubbing. There. These sensations made me fuck my ass faster. It was different than Mr. Bridger's cock in my pussy, the feelings sharper. Regardless, it was working. The

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