Worth’s hand slides to my throat and squeezes lightly, eliciting a moan out of me.
A low growl rumbles from his chest as he lifts me effortlessly, my back meeting the door. Instinct takes over, and I wrap myself around his waist and start grinding on his erection.
“That’s my pretty girl,” he groans against my lips, still squeezing on my neck.
When he breaks the kiss, we’re both breathing hard, foreheads pressed together.
“It’s almost like you knew I’d be fucking you today, wearing a skirt that makes you look just like a slutty wife,” he whispers.
He reaches under and rips my panties off.
I gasp, still trying to catch my breath. “You owe me underwear, panty thief.”
He smiles sinfully. “Fuck your panties, Mya. If it were up to me, you’d never wear them again.”
Then Worth kisses me—harder this time.
He unbuckles his jeans and pulls them down, freeing himself from his briefs. His cock is hard, glistening, ready to take me. And I almost salivate at the sight.
His breath ghosts against my ear. “Like what you see?”
I bite my lip and nod. “Fuck me, please?”
“I thought you’d never ask.” He plunges deep inside me in one rough thrust, placing a palm over my mouth. “Quiet, Kitten.We wouldn’t want anyone hearing how good your husband fucks you.”
Whenever Worth uses the word ‘husband,’ my body answers before my brain can catch up, betraying every line I’ve tried to draw between us.
He continues to fuck me against the pantry door, hard and fast, as I moan under his hand, feeling the fast climb of my orgasm swell inside me.
“Tell me you’re close, baby. I don’t know if I can hold it any longer,” he mumbles, kissing down my neck.
“Yes, I am,” I breathe, throwing my head back.
Worth creates some space between us, and spits down where we are joined, using his thumb to swirl his saliva on my clit.
“Fuck, Mya,” he groans, working me until I can barely make a coherent thought. “You don’t know what you do to me.” Worth picks up the speed, causing an inhale to get stuck in my throat. “This pussy is mine.You’remine.”
And just like that, my climax erupts, almost blinding me. A scream tears from my throat, but Worth brings his hand back to my mouth, muffling the sound.
Seconds later, I feel his cock swell inside me, his own release filling me up.
I’m still struggling to catch my breath when Worth sets me on my feet.
“Stand still,” he says, right as I’m about to pull my skirt down.
He gently kicks my legs open and gets on his knees in front of me.
“Worth, what are you doing?”
“Making sure you don’t waste a damn drop,” he replies, just as his cum starts trickling down my thigh. He runs his fingers up my leg to scoop up the mess, before shoving them inside me.
“Oh, God.”
Then he lifts himself up. “Open wide, pretty girl.”
I oblige, and he shoves the sticky digits into my mouth.
“Now suck.”