We have a steamy chapter today hehehe

Let me finish chapter thirteen and hit yall up with chapter 12 ehehheheh

I cannot look this man in the eyes. I can't speak. I can't act; I can't think around him.

He went down on me, and my brain panics whenever I look at him. I can't believe we were arguing, and then he ate my....

Stoppppp.

"Are you ok?" Zane wrapped his arms around my waist as I jumped.

"Yea, yea, I'm fine." Zane grabbed my face, looking down at me with a raised eyebrow. "Let me go; I can't take it!" I whined.

"A'raya, stop being dramatic; I went down on you; it's normal." Zane figured me out just by looking at me. "Seriously, what kind of woman did I marry?"

"A virgin," I mumbled.

"A prude, you mean. It's always the ones who go around telling people they're going to be fucked while doing roleplay."

"I told you to forget that!" I whined.

"How can I forget your pig roleplay fantasy? Very creative."

"No...I was joking. Leave me alone."

"Never." Zane kissed my neck.

"Stop," I giggled, walking back to the pool chair with Zane clinging to my hips. "I wanna swim."

It's two am, and no one but us is in the pool. I don't know what Zane did to get them to open the doors to the pool this late.

"Alright, let's swim." Zane picked me up.

"Ah! Zane, no—uhnh, don't start this bullshit–ah!" I yelped when he jumped into the pool with me in his arms. "You're an ass."

"I really like your ass."

I giggled as I felt his hands squeeze my ass. "Stop." My laughter died down as I realized Zane was staring at me. "What? You're making me nervous." I grumbled.

"You're beautiful." He whispered.

I smiled, almost drowning myself. "So you admit that you like me."

"I do." He leaned closer. "I wouldn't mind getting you pregnant. I mean, we must fulfill our task at hand, right?"

"You just wanna fuck me."

"I do." He kissed my neck.

I wouldn't mind.

"Tomorrow's our last day," I whispered.

"Ok and?"

"We should take advantage of our honeymoon,"

Zane smirked. "Say it."

I rolled my eyes. "I want you to fuck me...while we're still here."

"I knew it."

I scoffed. "Don't piss me off–ah!" I squealed when Zane abruptly lifted me up and got out of the pool.

"We're going to our room."

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Zane dropped me on the bed and climbed on top of me. "I'm going to fuck you, and I won't stop; I won't stop until you pass out and can't walk. It's my kink, and now it's your problem. Pick a safe word."

I was throbbing so much in excitement. "I...euphoria."

Zane narrows his eyes.

"What? It's a good show."

Zane sighed. "Are you ready? Are you sure you want me to..."

"Who else is going to do it? You're my husband."

Zane nodded, pulling off the top of my bikini, and sucked on my tits as I gasped. "Oh...whoa."

He chuckled. "I'm safe, and I know you are, virgin. Turn around; I wanna fuck you from the back."

I turned on my stomach, sticking my ass out. Zane, of course, slapped it, kissing my ass after.

He pushed my thong to the side, taking a long lick up and down my pussy. "Oh my god," I moaned, biting my lip.

"I'm going to stick a finger inside you. It's going to feel uncomfortable for a second."

I nodded. "Ok." I shifted uncomfortably when he stuck his finger inside me. It stung a bit, but it also felt good. After a while, he started moving, and I sighed pleasurably, moving my hips.

"So tight," he groaned, probably imagining his dick instead of his finger.

He added a second finger, moving faster. "Oh, oh god." I moaned into the pillow.

He pounded his fingers into me, moving his fingers carefully but roughly inside me as I cried out. "Zane..."

He pumped his fingers in and out of me and suddenly ate me out from the back, sucking me like a vortex and fucking me with his fingers. "I'm going to cum, I'm gonna cum." I cried, my eyes rolling back as my legs spasmed.

"Oh wow," I whispered.

He chuckled, kissing my ass again. "Hold your ass open."

I obeyed, grabbing my ass.

"You're going to hate me for this, but knowing you, we'd be here for hours if I didn't do this."

"Do what–ah!" I screamed out in pain when Zane pushed fully into me. Tears welled up in my eyes. "Ow," I cried softly. "What the fuck is this? I don't like this."

"Say the safe word."

"Jeez, Zane, I'm not being serious, but it hurts like hell; take it away."

Zane started moving, groaning at the feel of me, very slowly. It started to feel better; I felt pleasure, but the pain was too much.

As much as I would love to be a masochist, my pain tolerance is too low.

"Zane," I breathed out. "I'm not a masochist," I whined.

He rubbed my clit, fast and rough. Much better.

I moaned. "Ok, It feels good now, really good." My insides throbbed against his cock.

"Ok," he grabbed my hair and began to pound me from the back, his pelvis slamming into my ass.

"Ah! Yes, yes, yes!" I screamed. I didn't even care how hard he pulled my wig.

He smacked my ass, grabbing my hips and hammering his pelvis into me fast and hard.

I yelped, my eyes rolling back as my moan got stuck in my throat, my hands were shaking from the pleasure, and I came again. "Zane, please!" I begged.

He turned me around, my legs wrapped around my waist as he held my neck and pumped in and out of me swiftly as my eyes burned with tears. "Zane, enough." I cried out, but it only made him go harder.

He smacked my sensitive clit while fucking my guts, so I came again. I was begging for this man to cum and fall beside me, I was so exhausted, and the pleasure was too much it hurt. He lifted my two legs up and brought them to my shoulders, fully mounting me and bouncing up and down so roughly. "I can't stop–please..ah!" I squealed when he grinded into me, making me cum.

I know I said 'stop,' but I wasn't about to use the safeword; who do you think I am? I accept his challenge. We gon see who passes out first.

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Turns out, I passed out first after he came, and then I felt his dick harden inside of me again; I said hell no and blacked.

We went a total of nine times; after the third time, I could barely scream; I was barely functioning with all of the bliss he was giving me.

When I woke up, he was already staring at me. "Hello," I whispered.

"You know, you're much nicer when you're properly fucked." Zane whispered teasingly with a smirk on his face.

I shoved him. "Shut up," I laughed. "You're insane, you know," I said, groaning trying to sit up; the pain and soreness made me lay back down.

Zane kissed my forehead, squeezing my ass a little. "Ok and?" He lifted me up slowly. "Let me help you in the shower."

"No, I don't trust you."

Zane rolled his eyes. "Shut up, you dramatic undersized girl."

I gasped. "I am five-nine, excuse me?"

"Don't care, give me a kiss."

"No."

Zane chuckled. "It baffles me how you think you have a choice."

"Oh fuck off."

I hope you liked this one.

Next one is gonna be a bit surprising...idk let's seeee