Backshots with the bride-part nine

Mr Donliver's POV

If there was one thing that I was very sure of in my life, it was my hearing. I have never hallucinated in my life and I had a very good sense of hearing.

And although I wanted to belive that what I heard was not true, I cannot easily dismiss it

“My brother?”

I asked with so much annoyance already flowing through me and my blood boiling. I could literally feel hot flame about to ooze out of my ears.

She trembled and I saw the hard saliva she gulped down her throat and she rolled over to the side of the bed, and to the bottom where my legs were.

She grabbed my legs and started massaging them with her thumb as if she was trying to either calm me down or distract me.

“Your brother?”

She retorted at me, like I didn't know what I was saying.

“Don't you fucking play smart with me, Rachel and get your filthy hands out of my legs.”

I shook my leg to slip her hand away but she held my tighter and raised her face upward so it was very close to my dick.

“Babe please, forget about what I said. It was just a slip of my tongue.”

She said in a high pitch voice and I could immediately tell that she was lying, straight to my face.

Before I could reply her, she struck out her hand and held my thighs, the second hand going straight for my dick and gripping it tightly.

“Babe, shush! Stop over thinking and questioning what I said. This is our wedding night and we are supposed to be having fun and fucking the hell out of each other not arguing.”.

She held my waist and gave me a dirty look before grabbing my shaft and putting at the front of her face and opening her mouth.

“Rachel, are you-”

She did not let me finish. She slid my dick directly into her mouth, swallowing it inch by inch.

“Agh fuck!”

I groaned because the warm feeling on my dick was phenomenal. I rolled my eyes back and held the bed sheets, grinding my teeth against each other.

“Oh fuck!”.

I groaned again as she bopped her head on my dick, sliding slowly up and down on my dick.

She was always good with her head game. She took her time, put in effort and sucked the shaft and tip of my dick on the insides of her mouth.

Her soft padded cheeks gave my dick warmth and insulation and it was driving me crazy.

“Gawk, gawk!”

The room started getting filled with the gag sounds of her mouth clenching on my dick and sprouting inside of her throat.

She sucked me harder, every sucking making me harder in her mouth.

“Yes baby, keep going.”

Her hair was dropping on my legs and giving me an even heavier rising sensation and I was more aroused. I held her hair up in a ponytail tightly and put pressure on her head, making her head steady because her pressure was causing my dick to grit on her teeth.

“Careful with that dick, baby!”

“I got you baby.”

She mumbled because my dick was blocking her airway.

She sucked on me harder and faster, ignoring me. My dick was constricting her airways and I could feel her starting to hyper ventilate and the hot breaths from her nose was warming up my dick.

“Holy fucking shit!”

I screamed as she pulled on my dick with the sides of her teeth, and using her tongue to lick it up from the side, wetting everywhere.

“Shittttttt! You are going to make me die.”

“Hell no, baby! I would never let you die on our wedding night.”

She said in ecstasy and I nodded and she brought the sucking down to my balls, sucking and kissing it and using the tip of her tongue to draw lines on my already made lines on my scrotum sac.

“Fuck shit.”

My senses were leaving me and I found it very hard to formulate words. I just laid there and held the bed sheets, my eyes tightly shut.

I was trying to distract myself with the pleasure that she giving me but I could not.

Anytime I can my eyes, a crazy image of my brother fucking ny wife appeared in my memory, making me to vomit in my mouth.

My instincts were never wrong.

I needed to clear this out of my head.

She held my dick with her two hands, using her saliva as lubricant and massaging the dick from top to bottom and from side to side.

I was enjoying every bit of her motion but I could not cum beacsue I was worried and sacred.

What if she was actually having an affair with my brother?

“Come up here.”

I ordered her after she spent almost thirty minutes on my dick, kissing and sucking it like her life depended on it.

She slipped her mouth out of my dick, a long slurp following with it.

She looked up at me and we maintained eye contact.

“But I was not done eating my favourite meat.”

“I cannot cum right now, but come and give me a kiss. I want know what u taste like.”

She nodded and moved up at me, bringing her lips close to mine.

Just from the gentle brush of her lips on mine and I could tell that it was fully moisturized.

I started from her bottom lip, swallowing it whole and sucking on it dry, eating off her lip gloss.

I kissed the upper lip too with the same energy, smooching her hard and allowing my hands to play with her hair.

“Hmm mhm.. feels so fucking good.”

She moaned out loud and I smiled on her lips, kissing her even longer and rotating my mouth on hers.

I took the kiss down to her neck and bit her neck, leaving my teeth prints on it and whispering into her ears.