Veil of Deception: The Replacement wife

🔥Say the words🔥

The next couple of weeks seemed to blur together.
As well as the sexual tension I started to feel. His soft "unintentional brushing against me."
Wearing practically nothing to bed and feeling his shirtless, muscular body pressing against me as we slept certainly didn't help with the little self-dignity I had left.

The kisses he placed on my lips and neck certainly added fuel to my fire slowly.

He loved to have you with me. To make me want him.
He was succeeding, and the cocky man he is knew it.

I knew I was about to break; I was about to fold. I just needed a little more persuasion.

It was just him and me lying on the couch, watching TV.
He suddenly grabs my feet and tries to rub them softly.

"Can you please not do that? You are making things difficult for me." I am attempting to move my feet from his grasp. Easily I do before he grabs my left leg and throws it on his other side, his body in between my legs.

"Making what difficult, my beautiful wife?" He asked with a smirk, knowing damn well what I was talking about.

He begins softly kissing my neck, biting and sucking on the area of his hand on top of my clothes as he rubs my private over the outside of my clothes.

"Well, tell me what you want, Scarlet." He tells me against my ear.

"We can't," I said, attempting to push his heavy body off mine.

"Can't what, Scarlet?" He teased me further.

"I don't know you; you manipulated me. I shouldn't want you." I said, looking away from his eyes, which seemed to pierce straight into my soul.

He forces me to meet his gaze.
"We have the rest of our lives to get to know one another. As far as manipulation goes, you're tired to first, sweetheart. I'm just better at it than you." He tells me smugly.

I sigh. "I was just trying to help my family," I say honestly.

"Hey. I'm not mad. I got you out of it. Besides, if I had known you were up for grabs, your dad would have ended up with more money than he and your sister deserve. You are my wife, Scarlet. I'll continue waiting for you until you are ready. I'll just try to make you want me until then." He said quickly, kissing my lips.

"The problem is, I already do," I whisper to myself.

"How is that a problem? I'm your husband; it would hurt my feelings if you didn't want me. Just say the words Scarlet, and I'll do the rest." He says one more softly nibbling on my ear.

"I want you," I said before I had time to even think about the words that left my mouth.

He wasted no time picking me up off the couch and walking me up the stairs as if I weighed nothing.
He tossed me on the bed, closing the door behind him.

"Going to change your mind?" He asked me, staring at me intently.

I shake my head very quickly.

He approached, tilting my head up.

"Ah, I need to hear you say it. Say the words." He says he is scolding me.

"I'm not going to change my mind," I tell him.

He smirks.
Before hurrying to remove my clothing off my body he kisses me passionately.

He was still in his clothes.

"Do you remember what I said you would be in for when you gave yourself to me?" He asked me with a cocky grin on his lips.

"No," I say quietly, confused.

"I told you it's going to be a long, tiring night; are you ready for that?" He asked me as he sucked on my neck and teased my nipples.

"Yes," I say this as I try to steady my uneven breath.

He spread my legs open and must have looked nervous.

"Don't worry, it's only the enjoyable part right now. When I take your virginity, I'm not going to lie to you; it's going to hurt, but I promise to be as gentle the whole time as I can. I'll even try and make it up afterward, okay?" He tells me, explaining what's going to happen.

He throws off his shirt. His pants are still on.
"Relax Scarlet I got you, I promise." He tells me, slowly kissing my inner thigh and making his way to the area, longing to be touched.

"You are already so wet for me, Scarlet. So needy for me, huh?" He asked, looking up at me.

"Yes," I say in a voice that has a pleading in it, just wanting him to stop asking questions and touch me already.

He chuckled.

Leaning his head down. "I finally get to taste you." He says this before his hand and mouth meet my private.

His tongue meets my bud as he licks and sucks in it. He slides a finger into me, slowly circling it up every time his finger enters me.

Now and then, he'd light bite my bud, sending intense waves of pleasure.

My hands grip the sheets as he adds the second finger. Moans of pleasure leave my lips softly.

The familiar wave of pleasure already happening: "You better ask me to, Cum, Scarlet," he tells me quickly before returning to where he is going.

"Can I please cum, Alex?" I ask, pleading.

"Yes, this time you can," he tells me, continuing to pleasure me, my legs shaking afterward.
He grabs my hand, guiding it to my clit.

"Keep rubbing it, while I get undressed."

"But it's -" I start to say this before a slap is delivered to my clit.

"I'm the boss, especially in the bedroom. Now do what I told you." He demanded, and he started to take off his pants.

I close my eyes and continue to run my bud.
"You better open your eyes before you get another one, Scarlet." He threatened, and I heard his pants hit the floor.

I open my eyes immediately, and his eyes are lustfully watching me rub myself.