Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 332

Defiled Young Housewife: EP20

Although Reggie felt confident that Christy would never make good on her threat and go to the police, he still needed to remind her of her place, and most importantly, keep her submissive. He briefly rose from between her legs, his hands grasping her thighs tightly and holding them spread apart, her silky juices glistening, practically dripping from his chin and lips like he had been eating luscious fruit.

Christy thought she saw sparks of anger in his deep, dark eyes as she looked up at him from the bed.

"You threaten me bitch?"

She defiantly stared at him.

He slapped her face, her head whipping sideways and an imprint of his hand remaining on her cheek. The blow was unexpected and blinding, like a strike of lightning. "Answer me, bitch."

"Ow!" She rubbed her cheek where his strike had landed, bright sparks from his smack slowly clearing from her vision like afterimages from the flash of a camera. She made a mistake and had forgotten how violent he could be when she didn't cooperate. "No Reggie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I promise I'll never tell anyone about you."

"Convince me then. Tell me you my girlfriend and that you love me."

"I'm your girlfriend and I love you," Christy sobbed. She hated saying that to him almost as much as having sex with him.

"That's right. Now keep repeating it. Remember that I own the police. I'll know if you tell anyone about me, and so will my homeboys. Real bad things will happen to your family if anything happens to me. You my girl and you belong to me. Don't forget it."

blue eyes remained locked to

for me, or it gonna

her lips and

give any more sass. You mine. You my girlfriend and you gonna learn to like this

love you and I'm your

you like what I'm doing to you

Christy silently nodded.

it, baby. Don't

knees with his strong hands, spread her legs wide open, and resumed orally assaulting her. He went right for her clit again, keeping her at that threshold between torture and ungodly pleasure. She renewed her whimpers and her moans, fought her hips from rising. She hated him and the way her body yearned to respond to him. "Ooh, I'm your girlfriend... No, Reggie, please not there again. Oh, oh, no, that feels good. I love you.

clit swollen hard from his unwanted attention. She rose on her elbows and looked

you doing?" she stupidly asked between her sniffles, as if she didn't already know from

guided her legs apart until they could open no further. He positioned his cock at her luscious

off. "No, I can't have sex again, Reggie. I'm not taking birth control. I'm married to Dave and I don't want this. I don't want you to make me pregnant." Christy didn't take birth control pills

protests, her hands uselessly attempting to hold his hips at a distance, pushing against them,

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already got me spoiled on doing this with you bareback. It more intimate. I wanna feel you and I want you to feel me, not some latex barrier separating us. You very special to me and it's

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