SOAKED IN HIS c*m: Wet Desires with My Ruthless HusbandUpdated at Jun 15, 2026, 01:36
I thought I married a cold-hearted monster… until he had me bent over, dripping and screaming his name every single night.
My ruthless husband, Damien Voss, doesn’t do gentle. The moment the bedroom door closes, he turns into a beast.
“Spread your legs wider, wife,” he growls, his thick cock sliding between my soaked folds, teasing my aching clit. “Look how fucking wet you are. This greedy little pussy is weeping for me.”
I moan helplessly as he slams into me with one brutal thrust, stretching me so deep I see stars. His large hand wraps around my throat while he fucks me hard against the floor-to-ceiling window, the city lights blurring as my tits bounce with every savage stroke.
“Damien… fuck… I’m so full,” I cry out, my juices dripping down my thighs.
He bites my neck possessively. “That’s right. Take every inch of your husband’s cock. I’m going to fuck you until you’re soaked in my cum, until it’s leaking out of you for days.”
He pounds me relentlessly, fingers circling my swollen clit until I shatter around him, squirting all over his thick shaft. But he’s not done.
He pulls out, spins me around, and forces me to my knees.
“Open that pretty mouth.”
Hot, thick ropes of his cum explode across my tongue, my heaving breasts, and my dripping pussy as he marks me like his personal whore. Even as I gasp, covered in his release… I’m already aching for more.
He’s dangerous. He’s obsessed. He owns me completely.
And the worst part? I’m falling madly in love with the man who fucks me like he hates me and worships me at the same time."
Warning: This story is extremely explicit, addictive, and dripping with raw lust. Reader discretion advised — you will need a cold shower.