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"Am I forcing you?" I asked as I started rubbing her belly.

"What do you call this then?" she replied, her voice low and heavy as I continued to tease her ears with my tongue.

Ignoring her words, I leaned in closer, my hand moving slowly to her waist.

She gasped as the fabric of her skirt melted away from my ability, revealing her silky panties.

"This isn't forcing," I murmured against her ear, "This is me giving you what you really want."

Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson, and she bit her bottom lip, trying to suppress the moan that was building in her throat.

The heat between her legs was getting stronger, and I could feel the dampness seeping through the fabric. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

Her eyes searched mine for a hint of doubt, but all she found was me looking at her with passionate eyes.

"I love you," I uttered. Her cheeks flushed deeper at the words, feeling conflicted about how to respond while being teased slowly by my fingers.

"You said that to all women you want to fuck," she repeated, her eyes narrowing slightly, but the irony in her tone was as thick as the lust that hung in her face.

She was trying to act tough, to maintain some semblance of control, but her breathy words and the way her chest heaved with each inhale and exhale betrayed her.

I smirked, leaning in closer, my finger sliding through the damp fabric of her panties. "Maybe I do," I conceded, "but none of them are quite like you, Dianna.

Her body tensed up at the first direct touch of my finger on her pussy, she tried to pushed me away, but I held her head firm with my right hand.

My tongue explored her mouth, using my ability to create a kiss that would make her feel that all previous experiences was nothing. It was mind-blowing how my tongue adjusted and twisted inside hers.

Her hands moved from my chest to my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as I started to explore her.

She was so wet, so responsive. Her pussy became wetter as I teased her, my thumb grazing over her clit. I felt it swell under my touch, and she whimpered into my mouth.

"Please, I don't want to betray my husband," she pleaded.

"If you can stop yourself from cumming then I will not fuck you," I teased her .

She squirmed after hearing my words, trying to resist the pleasure engulfing her, which only fueled my excitement further. It became more of a challenge—I wanted to make her mine, body and soul.

Her hips began to rock slightly, subconsciously trying to get more of the friction she so desperately craved.

I held her head in place with my other hand, keeping her in sync with my own movements.

She was fighting it, but I knew she was enjoying it. The scent of her arousal filled my nostrils, making me harder than ever before.

I pulled my zipper down. When my erection sprang free, she gasped.

"You're going to take all of me," I said, my voice low and commanding. "You're going to scream my name when you come."

The blush on her cheeks deepened, and she swallowed hard. "I... I can't," she protested weakly, but the way her eyes dropped to my large cock told me she was already picturing it.

"No , you said you wont fuck me," she protested.

"I did, but I didn't say you couldn't suck it. Don't hold back; I know you want to taste it,"

"But… I don't want to betray him," she started tearing up.

"I love you, Dianna, and I promised to give you everything if you accept me, forget about him," I whispered trying to plant a seed of doubt in her mind.

"Y— You promised ?" she asked.

"I do," I assured her, my hand guiding her down to her knees

Her eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to say something, but before she could get the words out, I was already sliding into her warm, welcoming mouth.

She gagged slightly, but I held her head firm, her eyes watering as she took me deeper

"Tell me you love me too," I commanded.

"I— luvh… yyyo "

The sound of her muffled moans was music to my ears.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she began to gag. I knew she was close to her limit, but I was just getting started.

I held her in place, feeling the head of my cock touch the back of her throat. Her eyes watered profusely, and she tried to pull away, but I held her firm, giving her no choice but to take all of me.

"Touch yourself," I ordered her.

And she followed without second thought, she started fingering herself out of her free will.

Her chest heaved just to breath, and she made desperate little sounds around my cock.

It was clear she was inexperienced with this type of hardcore, but the power I had over her was intoxicating.

I felt her body tense up, and she was on the brink of climax.

Her hand had found its way back to her clit, and she was rubbing herself frantically, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

The sound of her soaking wet pussy was the only thing that could have made this moment more erotic.

I knew she was about to come, and the thought of her doing so with my cock down her throat was too much to bear.

I pulled out of her mouth, just enough to let her catch her breath, and then plunged back in, holding her there as she orgasmed.

Her body shook violently, and she moaned around me, her eyes squeezed shut tightly.

The vibrations of her moan sent shockwaves through my body, and I could feel myself also getting close to orgasm.

I pulled out again, and she took a deep, gasping breath before I slammed back in, going deeper than before.

Her nails dug into my thighs, and she squirmed beneath me, trying to get away, but I had her right where I wanted her.

I knew she was on the brink of another orgasm, and I was going to make sure she took grow to enjoyed this.

Her hand moved from her clit to her mouth, her eyes wide with as she realized she couldn't breathe.

But I wasn't going to let her go. Not yet. I held her head in place, my hand tight in her hair, and fucked her throat again and again.

"I— luvh… yyyo " she mumbled as she finally accepted her fate of being my woman.

"I love you too,"