His Little Wife

Chapter 29

'What?' He asks, pulling away from me so he can look into my eyes.

'I love you, Lucian.' I breathe out in a small voice.

His face lights up as he looks at me, like the last half an hour had never happened. He just stares at me in awe, struggling to think of something to say.

I didn't even know what to say. I wasn't sure how I felt about him just a few days ago when he first said those words to me, but after what that women had just put me through made me realise my feeling for Lucian. I hated her, but she made me realise I care about my husband. She made me see that I didn't want to imagine my life without him. She made me realise I didn't want to give Lucian up and I certainly didn't want to share him. He is mine, just as much as I am his.

Suddenly he lunges forward, pressing his lips to mine, making my skin buzz with delight. My hand shoots up to his cheek as I slide my tongue into his mouth deepening the kiss. All the anxiety of what had just happened melted away as I leaned forward in the chair, pressing my body into his. Lucians hands roams over my partially covered body as he grabs my fluffy bath towel, ripping it free from my body.

'You're perfect.' He mumbles against my lips as he pulls me into his arms and out of the arm chair, leaving the towel behind.

As he supports my weight I wrap my legs around his waist, allowing him access to every part of my body. His hands drop down to my bum, holding me against his body as one of his fingers dips between my folds, teasing my entrance.

'Lucian.' I moan, bucking my hips against him at the feel of him touching me.

I couldn't get enough of him. It felt like we'd done nothing but fuck since our wedding night and there was no sign of me tiring of it. Whenever he wasn't touching me I was thinking about him touching me. It was like I had a one track mind, solely focused on Lucian. With me in his arms he turned towards the way I knew led back to the bedroom. But something deep down in me felt the need to claim him here in this room, specifically that sofa.

'No, wait.' I mumbled against his lips, stopping him in his stride.

I push at his chest so he'd drops me on my feet with a look of confusion on his face. When my hands move to the rim of his boxers his expression then changes to one of desire as he watches me with darkened eyes. His mouth gapes open as I pull the material down his thick thighs, freeing his impressive appendage from its confines. He manages to let out a breath just as I drop to my knees in front of him and attempt to do something I'd never before in my life even dreamt of doing.

With my hand grasp firmly around is hardening cock I brought the tip of it to my mouth and wrapped my lips around the top, flicking my tongue lightly across the him.

'Anna.' Lucian moaned into the air, placing his hand on the back of my head.

He wasn't forceful with his movement like I expected, but instead he just held me lightly, allowing me to move at my own pace which I was very thankful for. I mean, I wasn't ready to take all of him straight away, not on my first attempt at doing this. I wasn't sure if this was something I would be any good at, only knowing minimal information from magazines, but when he sucked in a gulp of air and pinched his eyes shut I knew he was enjoying what I was doing to him. Any and all apprehension about taking Lucian in my mouth disappeared as his moan told me everything I needed to know, silencing my worries.

Slowly, after exploring the tip of his cock and tasting the salty release of his precum I push him further into my mouth, using my tongue to lick down the side of his shaft. My actions were met with the buck of his hips in an involuntary display of pleasure. My eyes shoot up to meet his as I took enough of him to reach the back of my throat, before quickly pulling away again. He looks back at me with flushed cheeks, panting for air while he watches me envelop his huge length again.

'God, you look so perfect, sucking my cock.' He breathes, tightening his hold on my hair.

I keep my eyes focused on his as I bob up and down his long shaft, letting out a moan to his compliment. The vibration from my moan runs down the length of his cock, making him growl in return. Suddenly he pulls at my hair, guiding me to my feet as he spins me around, throwing me to the sofa where his visitor was just lying naked. Before he had a chance to move between my legs I stopped him.

'Wait, I want to go on top.' I tell him, surprising even myself.

With a smirk on his face he watches me stand, running his eyes over my very naked body.

'Sit.' I tell him with a confidence I never knew I possessed.

With a nod of his head he does as I command, sitting down on the sofa, stark naked with his hard cock standing to attention between his legs.

I lean over Lucian on the sofa, kissing him on the lips as I climb on top of him. I straddle him pinning him between my legs, letting a whimper escapes my lips as my pussy brushes against his cock.

'What are you doing to me?' Lucian asks, brushing the hair from my face as he tucks it behind my ear.

I don't reply as I look him in the eye, feeling his hand tracing down my body, setting my skin ablaze. My breathing hitches as his knuckles touch my nipple before continuing further south until he's stroking down my centre.

My head tips forward, pressing against his with my eyes closed as I savour the way his fingers feel.

'You're so wet, baby.' He tells me in a sultry voice. 'Are you ready?' He asks.

I nod my head without opening my eyes as I feel Lucian lift my waist. He positions himself to my entrance before lowering my body back down as he impales me at a torturously slow pace.

My head tips back as a silent scream escapes my lips until I sit back in his lap, filled completely by Lucian.

'Fuck, you feel so good.' He whispers into my ear.

With his hands on my hips he starts to guide my movements. My hips roll back and forward in a slow pace as I get used to his cock invading depths of this new position. Lucian leans forward in the sofa, kissing down my neck and across my collarbone, moving lower and lower until his lips clamp on to my breast, nipping and sucking at my nipple, making me even more wet.

'Yeah.' I moan out, picking up the speed as he laps at me.

As the pace increases Lucians lips leave my breast as his head tips back against the sofa. His body tenses under me as one of his arms shot out and grips onto the top of the cushion. He's finger clamped down onto it, making that vein pop in his arm. The very one I was staring at as he laid into the women, defending me from her verbal attack.

With an image of that women laid almost naked across this sofa as she tried to seduce my husband in front of me, my movements became more forceful. I drive my hips into Lucian, riding him as he sat underneath me, claiming him as mine.

'Anna... I'm going to...'

But I ignore his warning as my stomach starts to tighten. I'm quick to cover his mouth with my hand as I moved up and down his cock, enjoying the pressure that was about to release.

'Lucian, yes.' I groaned as I reach my climax, cumming for him.

As my pussy tightens, clamping down on the huge cock inside me, Lucian lets out a growl as he finds his own end.

Slowly my movements come to a stop before I collapse into Lucian's embrace, exhausted and definitely ready for something to eat.