His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 102

[ALEX]

F u k n g Mia was never the plan.

But I did this thing when it came to her, called not acting like myself. I lost my judgement of right and wrong when she was involved, especially if she was as naked as she was right now, ready for me, pressed against the wall, my d i c k rubbing against her o r g a s m e d vagina that was somehow wet for more.

“Are you ready for me?” I ask her, a mere formality.

She nods almost desperately.

I raise one of her thighs to wrap around me, and then the other thigh follows, her back supported by the wall.

“I am not going to go easy on you, Mia,” I tell her, and she bites her lower lip.

She was scared, I could see that, but also turned-on. “I like it rough,” she promises.

The tip of my d i c k teases her entrance for a moment before gently entering her. She was tight, I knew that when I was fingering her, but the resistance ! found was unexpected.

She was a virgin?

When she told me she hadn’t sucked a d i c k before, I went nuts by the idea of claiming a first. Her first.

But she had never been d b efore either?

Her eyes t w n k l e d, and when I hesitated to push inside, she wiggled, trying to get it in deeper.

I would have smiled looking at my desperate girl if that was one of the things programmed in me to do.

I just took her virginity against a wall while I was ‘punishing her!.

I pull out, and get her legs on the ground again.

“Wh-What?” She whines. “Why?”

wasn’t a sentimental guy, but a good

sure blood repulsed her just as much as

an obedient sub, she made

e d you, Mia?” I

part, and she shakes her head, fear

“No?” I ask.

“No.” She confirms.

hovering over her as I take one

18 Jun

Chapter 102

is almost instantaneous, melody to my

upwards, sinking my teeth into the skin

erection rubs against her p u s s y again, and she wraps her legs around me, rubbing it to give

while positioning

while I enter her, and as much

screams my name while I press

I

“Alex..” she sounded breathless.

are mine,” I groan, the idea of some other man doing to her what

if it was a lie,

y is mine.” I thrust again. “You are

as I set my pace, g

above her, my hands supporting my weight as I look at her closed eyes, pale skin, messy

Mia.” Thrust. “Look

what I ask her to

am the only man who gets to f u c k

was breathless as if

me your p u

am yours.” Her

“Come for me,

Mia.”

control issues, but I could barely contain myself when I was inside her. She was tight, and she was

a m drenches my d i c k, and when