Free Submit to Sin by Nicolette Allain Page B

and lips brushing against her abdomen, her ribs, her chest. He paused to catch her nipple in his mouth, caressing it and holding it with his lips, flicking it with his tongue. He bit it gently, and she gasped.
    Earl slid forward until they were face to face. "It occurs to me that you are in dire need of a good hard fucking."
    "Am I?" she asked, quirking the corner of her mouth.
    "You bet your sweet ass," Earl said, showing his teeth.
    She giggled, and he grabbed her by the wrists, pinning them up above her head.
    "Hey!" she half-protested.
    "You have a problem with that?" he asked, grinding his hard cock against her.
    "No." She giggled again.
    His smile turned into a sneer. He held both her wrists with one of his hands, the other shooting down between her legs. "No, what? Was that a No Sir I heard?"
    Her giggle turned into a gasp as the hand between her legs brushed her already-aroused clit. "Yes sir. No sir, yes sir."
    He laughed. "Good enough, girl."
    She mock-struggled against his grip, a broad smile across her face. This. This was what she'd been wanting. This was all she'd been wanting.
    "You're so fucking wet," he said. "You want this bad, don't you."
    "Yes." Her hips writhed as she tried to rub her labia against his hand. "Sir."
    "You fucking better," he said.
    Earl kissed her as his hand moved from cupping her mound to grab a hold of his cock. He slid its tip along her wet slit, rubbing it against her clit. Her lips parted and she let out a low moan.
    "Fuck me."
    "You want it?"
    "Yes, please, fuck me."
    Earl kissed her deeply, tongue running along her lips. "Beg for it."
    "Please, please, please fuck me." Being treated like this, teased like this was a huge turn on. She didn't know if she'd ever been so aroused.
    "You fucking asked for it," her husband said.
    He pressed the thick head of his cock into her. God, he even felt bigger, harder. His broad cock-head stretched her apart, and she strained against his grasp, trying to break free, but he held her fast. She wanted him to fuck her hard, fuck her fast, but the bastard was taking his sweet time, increasing her sweet agony.
    Another moan escaped her lips. She closed her eyes, holding her breath.
    He slid into her, penetrating her inch by inch until he'd filled her completely. She let her held breath out in a needful whimper.
    "Fuck me," she whined.
    "Fuck yeah," he answered, pulling his hips back.
    Earl withdrew his cock almost all the way before slamming it forward, hard and fast, surprising her with his intensity. She tried to pull her hands free again, but his grip was too tight. He slammed into her, hammering his cock into her pussy, pelvises crashing into one another. Every thrust brought a savage grunt from his lips, echoing her own sharp cries.
    He shifted atop her, pulling her arms up by the wrists, his other hand going to cover her lips, stifling her cries. She felt as if they were trapped, being bottled up inside her, adding to the pressure his hard thrusts were building inside. Each bone-rattling thrust seemed to penetrate her to her very soul.
    "Take it," he almost chanted. "Fucking take it."
    It was so much better than the books she'd read. She felt like he was claiming her in a way that their marriage hadn't, making her his, making her his property. She wanted that, to be possessed, to be owned, owned by his hands, his lips, his hard cock.
    She felt another orgasm breaking at the tip of his trusts, spreading through her pelvis then up her spine to her heart. Her legs wrapped around her waist, tensing, as she pulsed around his cock. The few times she'd cum while he was inside her it was enough to get Earl off, but this time he was in so much control, so in charge that he didn't even falter in his rhythm.
    "Cum for me," Earl said. "Give me your orgasm, you little slut."
    Something in his tone, in his bearing, in his words sent Beth's orgasm into a spiral, extending it, intensifying it. Her body writhed and her heels dug at the mattress as she struggled to