I woke the following morning to find Alejandro gone and the sun streaming through the windows. Last night, I’d taken a long soak in the tub after my spanking, and when my skin was as wrinkled as a prune, and I’d finally got out, Alejandro was walking into the bedroom with a bag full of food.
He’d bought us burgers from my favorite burger joint and we’d eaten them in bed watching a movie. It had almost felt like we were a normal couple, if only for a few hours.
Once the film had finished, he’d turned off the TV and then he’d fucked me over and over again for hours. I lost count of the number of times he’d made me come, but he had more than made up for leaving me hanging in the kitchen earlier that night.
After such an eventful night, I’d been completely exhausted and had slept like the dead. I hadn’t even felt Alejandro getting out of bed. He always got up early and left for work, but I couldn’t help feeling disappointed as I realized he had left without even saying goodbye. I wouldn’t have minded if he’d woken me.
I shook my head. I was being silly. That wasn’t what our relationship was about.
I stretched my arms above my head. Every part of my body was pleasantly aching. It seemed my husband was a machine when it came to sex and I was loving this new side to our relationship.
It was a beautiful sunny day and I headed outside to the patio. I usually enjoyed a coffee in the garden in the mornings. Stepping out of the huge French doors, I was surprised to see Alejandro sitting there reading a newspaper. There was a pot of fresh coffee, a jug of orange juice and some fresh pastries on the table in front of him.
‘Good morning,’ I said with a smile as I sat down opposite him. ‘It’s not like you to join me for breakfast.’
He looked up from his paper and smiled at me. ‘Buenos dias, princesa. I’ll be joining you for more than just breakfast. I’ve taken the day off,’
‘Oh? Any particular reason?’ I flashed an eyebrow at him.
He folded his newspaper and placed it on the table before picking up the juice and pouring each of us a glass. ‘Nothing in particular. I haven’t had a day off for weeks, and I figured I deserved one.’
‘Hmm, I’m sure you do. By the way, what does quiero comerte el coño mean?’ I asked. He’d said it in the den before my spanking, and the way he’d said it made me think it was something filthy.
He laughed softly and my heart started to pound in my chest at the sound. He had an incredible laugh but I didn’t hear it very often. Then he looked into my eyes and grinned wickedly. ‘It means, I want to eat your pussy.’
‘Oh,’ I blushed, as I picked up a croissant and took a bite.
He stared at me for a few seconds as I chewed the warm, buttery pastry.
‘Ven aquí,’ he ordered, his voice both commanding and as smooth as chocolate.
‘I don’t know what that means either,’ I whispered.
‘It means, come here.’
My pussy clenched in response and without even thinking about it, I stood up and walked around the table to him. As soon as I was within touching distance, he reached for my hand and pulled me onto his lap.
‘This is a beautiful dress, princess,’ he said as he slid his hand between my thighs. I groaned at the feel of his rough fingertips on my skin and I heard him chuckle softly.
‘Open,’ he growled and my body obeyed him without hesitation. He edged his hand up further before his fingers brushed the fabric of my underwear.
‘Do we have to go over the panty rule again, Alana?’ he whispered against my ear as he pulled the fabric to one side. His fingers slid easily through my wet folds to my clit and I sucked in a deep breath.
‘In my defense, I didn’t know you were home,’ I said.
‘But you do now, so take them off,’ he said, drawing back his hand and holding it out to me, palm up in expectation.
I was about to stand up but he kept his arm around my waist and held me in place on his lap. ‘You’re not making this easy,’ I said as I wriggled my hips and ass until I was able to slide my panties down over my hips.
I peeled them slowly down my legs and over my feet. Then I placed them in his outstretched hand and watched as he stuffed them into his pocket.
‘Do you seriously expect me to not wear panties whenever you’re in the house?’ I asked him. ‘I mean it’s not always practical. Like when your mom comes to visit.’
He planted a soft kiss on my neck before running his teeth along my jawline and I shivered. ‘Don’t worry. You’ll wear panties when I permit you to – like when my mom comes to visit. But at all other times you’ll be bare.’ He slipped his hand under my dress again and back up to where my body was aching to feel him.
‘But why?’ I panted.
‘Isn’t that obvious?’ he said as he slid one of his thick fingers inside me. ‘I want access to this sweet concha whenever and wherever I choose,’ he growled as he started to move his finger in and out of me. Then he added a second.
‘Alex,’ I moaned. ‘What if someone sees?’
‘There’s no-one out here but us, princess. Relax and let me show you what happens to good girls when they do as they’re told.’
I leaned my head against his chest and closed my eyes as he worked me with his fingers. He pressed on my clit with his thumb as he buried his fingers in me and reached for that sweet spot deep inside. Rubbing on it over and over until I felt like I was losing my mind.
‘Please, Alex,’ I whispered against his chest.
‘Look at me,’ he commanded and I looked up into his beautiful brown eyes. Then he leaned down and sealed his mouth over mine, dipping his tongue inside until my whole body pulsed with pleasure. He kept me teetering on the edge for what felt like an eternity, until I was whimpering into his mouth with need. Then, he picked up his pace and gave my clit a hard press with the pad of his thumb, and I came apart around him.
‘Alex,’ I cried as my orgasm tore through my body. He kept rubbing until I had ridden the very last wave of pleasure before pulling his hand from beneath my dress.
‘I do love some cream with my morning coffee,’ he said with a wicked grin and then he placed his two fingers in his mouth and sucked them clean.
Alejandro and I had spent a lazy morning eating breakfast, reading newspapers and sitting in the garden. I’d changed into my bikini half an hour earlier, and was doing a few lengths of the pool when I heard a huge splash behind me.
I spun around to see him swimming towards me, his beautiful, muscular body gliding effortlessly through the water. He had a fire in his eyes that suggested he was only in the mood for one thing. A quick glance of his naked body below the water as he reached me, confirmed my suspicions.
I grinned at him before turning and swimming away from him as quickly as I could. He was too fast for me though and I had barely reached the side when he grabbed me by the waist.
‘Are you trying to run away from me, princess?’ he growled as he nipped my shoulder blade.
I laughed and wriggled in his grip until he pushed me back against the edge of the pool, caging me with his strong arms and pressing his hard body into mine. He bent his head and kissed me so fiercely, I struggled for breath. Then his hands slipped below the water line and he tugged at the ties on either side of my bikini bottoms.
‘Alex,’ I gasped. ‘Someone might see us.’ I tried to swat his hands away but he pulled on the fabric and the flimsy material gave way easily in his strong hands. He grinned at me before throwing the bottom half of my bikini out of the pool and far out of my reach.
‘They won’t. So stop resisting me and let me inside you.’
I squeezed my thighs tightly together and he forced his knee in between them, nudging my legs apart.
‘How many women have you had sex with in this pool?’ I asked him as I looked over his shoulder at the water rippling around us.
He sucked on his top lip as though he was considering his answer, while also looking downright edible. ‘None,’ he finally said as he forced my legs wider and settled himself between my thighs.
‘None?’
‘I’ve never brought any women to the house before.’
‘So, where did you take them?’ I knew that before our marriage, he’d been well known for his love of women – many women.
‘The hotel.’
‘But why didn’t you bring them here?’ I asked with a frown. His house was beautiful and stylish – and very impressive. But then I supposed the penthouse suite of one of L.A’s finest hotels was too.
‘This is my home. I didn’t want them here. It would have been too personal. Now stop talking or I’ll put that beautiful mouth of yours to much better use,’ he growled.
‘We can’t. You have staff everywhere,’ I said as I looked around. ‘Not to mention security cameras.’
‘I turned the cameras off earlier, and I gave most of the staff a day off too. Jacob is on the front gate and there are three men patrolling the perimeter. Nobody will come anywhere near us.’
‘Why did you give everyone the day off?’
He ran his teeth along my jawline and I felt the goosebumps prickle over my skin. ‘Because I want to fuck my wife in every room, and on every surface of this house,’ he growled.
I felt his words deep in my core and the warmth and wetness pooled between my thighs. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pressed his rock hard cock against my opening. ‘I like it when you call me your wife,’ I purred in his ear.
‘Do you?’ he said as he planted soft kisses along my throat.
‘Yes. It’s a nice change from princess.’
He stopped kissing me and looked in my eyes. ‘You don’t like princess?’ he asked with a flash of his eyebrows.
I shrugged. ‘Well, it was never meant as a term of endearment, was it? You call me princess because you assume I’m a spoiled daddy’s girl.’
‘Hmm,’ he returned to kissing my neck. ‘You are a spoiled princess though. But you’re my one now.’
I leaned my head back and groaned as he began sucking on a tender spot near my clavicle. ‘I don’t want to be spoiled. I want to be respected. I want to be your equal,’ I said as I pressed my hips forward and forced the tip of his cock inside me. He bit down on my neck and I yelped in pleasure.
‘Let me spoil you, princess. I’ll give you everything your heart desires. But don’t ever mistake my indulgence for weakness.’
‘I wouldn’t dare,’ I breathed as he pushed the full length of his huge cock inside me, pinning me to the side of the pool.
‘Buena niña,’ he said and then he bent his head lower and pulled my bikini top until one of my nipples popped out of the fabric. He sucked it into his mouth before nailing me to the pool wall.
I raked my nails down his strong back as he made me come so hard I thought I might pass out.
