Fucking my sister's husband cont'd

Chapter two

He slammed into me, his hips thrusting forward with a force that made me cry out.

I gripped the edge of the desk, my knuckles white as I braced myself for his onslaught. Damien's hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as he pounded into me, each thrust deeper and harder than the last.

"Oh god, Damien," I moaned, my body rocking with the force of his movements. "You feel so good. So fucking good."

He leaned over me, his body pressing against mine as he continued to fuck me relentlessly. "You like that, don't you?" he growled in my ear. "You like it when I fuck you hard and deep."

I nodded, my body trembling with pleasure. "Yes, Daddy," I shuddered, the endearment slipping from my lips. "Fuck me harder. Make me yours."

Damien's grip on my hips tightened, and he picked up the pace, his hips moving fast, driving into me with a ferocity that left me breathless. I could feel every inch of him, stretching me, filling me, claiming me as his own.

"Damien," I cried out, my body coiling tight with anticipation. "Oh god, you feel so good. So fucking good."

He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing and circling, pushing me closer to the edge. I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with the effort of holding back.

"Come for me, Emma," Damien commanded, his voice a low growl. "Come all over my cock."

I keened, my body convulsing as I rode the wave of pleasure, my orgasm crashing over me in a rush of sensation.

Damien continued to fuck me, his movements unrelenting, drawing out my pleasure until I was a trembling, boneless mess on the desk.

As I came down from my high, Damien pulled out, his body glistening with sweat. He turned me around, his eyes filled with a mixture of awe and desire. "You're incredible, Emma," he said, his voice breathless. "The way you make me feel... it's unbelievable."

I smiled, a slow and seductive curve of my lips. "I'm glad you think so," I said, my voice was seductive. "Because I'm not done with you yet."

Damien lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to the visitor's sofa in his office. He laid me down gently, his body covering mine as he settled between my legs. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, my lips meeting his for a kiss.

He entered me slowly, his length filling me inch by inch, stretching me, making me ache with desire.

I moaned into his mouth, my hips lifting to meet his thrusts, urging him deeper. Damien began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm, his body pressing against mine with each thrust.

"Damien," I whispered, my voice breathy and needy. "You feel so good. So fucking good."

He captured my lips in another kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his body explored mine. I could feel the pressure building, my body coiling tight with anticipation. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him to go faster.

Suddenly, I felt it...the rush of sensation, the release of pressure. I cried out, my body convulsing as I squirted, the wetness soaking the sofa beneath us.

Damien groaned, his movements faltering for a moment before he regained his rhythm, his hips slamming against mine with a force.

He pulled out, his body glistening with sweat, he positioned me so that my legs were draped over his shoulders.

He entered me, his angle allowing him to go deeper, to hit that spot that made me see stars.

"Oh god, Damien," I screamed, my body rocking with the force of his thrusts. "Harder. Fuck me harder."

He complied, his hips moving like a piston, driving into me with a ferocity that left me breathless.

I could feel every inch of him, stretching me, filling me, claiming me as his own. My body was a mass of sensation, every nerve ending alight with pleasure.

"Damien," I begged, my voice raw and primal. "Tear my pussy. Make me yours."

He groaned, his body tensing as he picked up the pace, his hips slamming against mine with a force that left me screaming.

I could feel the rough fabric of the sofa beneath me, the cool air on my skin, the heat of Damien's body as he claimed me and made me his.

"Emma," he growled, his voice a low rumble. "You're mine. All mine."

I sighed, my body convulsing as another orgasm crashed over me, my screams filling the room.

Damien continued to fuck me, his movements unrelenting, drawing out my pleasure until I was a trembling.

His hands roamed over my body, his touch sending shivers down my spine. He sat up, his eyes locked on mine as he reached for the buttons of my shirt.

With an aggressive motion, he tore them open, the fabric giving way under his strength. Buttons scattered across the room, clattering on the hardwood floor.

I gasped, my breath catching in my throat as he pushed the torn shirt aside, exposing my breasts.

His eyes darkened with desire, roaming over my curves, taking in every inch of my skin. He leaned down, his mouth capturing one nipple, sucking and nibbling while his hand played with the other.

"Damien," I moaned, my back arching off the sofa, pressing my breasts more firmly against his mouth. "Yes, just like that."

He moved between my breasts, his hard length pressing against my cleavage. He rubbed himself against me, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through my body. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer, urging him on.

"Fuck my tits, Damien," I begged, my voice breathy and needy. "I want to feel you between them."

He groaned, his hips bucking as he positioned himself between my breasts. He took them in his hands, pressing them together, creating a tight channel for his cock.

He began to move, his hips thrusting forward, his length sliding between my breasts with each stroke.

"Oh god, Emma," he growled, his voice a low rumble. "Your tits are so fucking perfect. So soft and warm."

I moaned, my body writhing beneath him as he fucked my cleavage with aggressive, desperate thrusts.

I could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his muscles, the rough stubble of his chin as he leaned down to capture my lips in a tough kiss.

"Damien," I screamed, my body convulsing as another orgasm crashed over me, my screams filling the room. "Oh god, yes. Fuck my tits harder."