Heartless Husband

-chapter twenty-

-vedika-

I knew what he had wanted me to do.

The darkening of his gray eye that made his eye colour almost black and unrecognisable told me that I would burn down until left nothing but ashes if I obeyed his words. Even after three years I could recognize the emotions that made him nothing less than a devil. Lust.

I fall on my knees softly with his eyes still locked with mine as I ran up my fingers through the hardening bulge forming under my touch and I suck in a breath. His face remaining unfazed as I slowly reached to open the zipper of his black dress pants and bring it down. Hooking my fingers through the waistband of his boxers, I bring out his thick and long, veiny cock.

It stood out proud. Angry and beautiful like him as I wrap my fingers around him and watched it stir in my hand, hardening more as I stroked him from the base to the tip. My lips swapping against his tip as precum coated my lips like a fine layer of lipgloss.

I wrapped my tongue around his head and sucked him till I saw his eyes fluttering close and I did again. Licking him from the base of his shaft and to his tip. "Fuck." He cursed when my teeth scraped his sensitive skin accidently and I pulled back but his fingers wrapped around my hair and thrusted his cock inside me till it hit the back of my throat and I gagged on his throat.

"No teeth, love," he hummed as I bobbled my head up and down, my fingers tightening around his cock as I suck him faster than before. "Look at you, sucking me like a good girl you are," he praised and warmth raised at the lower of my stomach, till it went lower and heating throb of my pussy made me clench my thighs together tightly.

His words shouldn't have turned me on this much enough that only him being inside my mouth wanted me to come. I felt him growing softer and just as I assumed he was going to have his release, he surprised me when his grip on my hair tightened and he started thrusting in my mouth.

His each thrusts becoming rougher and faster than his previous ones till I lost the ability to breath and tears burned my eyes and trailed down my cheeks. "You take me so well, baby," he murmured as I watched after some minutes him throwing his head back. His eyes closed. He come shooting right through and mauling my tongue. He seemed to lose a battle with himself and I couldn't help but mesmerise myself at the scene unfolding in front of me.

He opened his eyes, the gray returning back as he watched me swallowing his cum done with amusement in his eyes. He hadn't expected me to do that but God forbid if he didn't find that hot. The saltiness brimmed down my throat as a shiver ran down my spine.

"The fuck do you think you are going?" He growled lowly when I stood tall and set myself to go. "Back to—" I proceeded to say but he grabbed me my hip and threw me on his shoulder, the room spinning around and he dropped me on the couch in his office as I watched him breathlessly.

"On all your fours now, Vedika."

The next thing I knew was him hooking his fingers around the strap of my dress and the unmistakably rip sounded through the room as I watched him with amused eyes. "That was Zara!" I proclaimed although my voice came more of a whimper when the dress pooled around my feet and I was left in nothing but red lace bra and thong.

"I fucking hated that dress, love." He let breath of curse as my fingers reached to unbotton his dress shirt but he swayed my hand away. "You will do as I say, baby. Understand?"

His mouth landed on my neck and his teeth scraped around my skin, sucking it and I moaned out loud to even wake the dead. "Answer me," he demanded but all I could do was let out another soft pleas of moans when he grabbed out my left breast from my bra and gave it out a tight squeeze. I nodded and his fingers swapped my already erected nipples and pinched it punishingly.