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finger penetrates my soaking core. “You have such a delicious tight little pussy. I want nothing more than to bury myself in it all day long.” His voice is sending shivers down my spine causing my cunt to clench and spasm around him.
    He removes his hand from my wrists and begins to make his way down my body. “Do not move, do not touch me and do not speak.” He looks at me in utter seriousness as his lips connect to every inch of my skin, trailing down my body.
    Please, oh God, let this mean it’s all in the past, please just fucking make me cum.
     

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    I drag my lips and teeth over every available inch of her fantastic tits, nibbling and sucking at her pert nipples. God she smells so fucking good, it makes my dick hard as concrete, ready to bang fucking nails.
    The cocaine is still in my system, it has kept my anxiety at bay but the anger is still raw inside. If Abbi thinks this means I am over it, she can think again. I am just using her tight little body the way she clearly likes it.
    I kiss over her toned stomach, the tiny fading stretch marks reminding me of my beautiful baby asleep in her cot upstairs. Daddy loves you princess, I think to myself, knowing that when Abbi wakes up tomorrow morning her stuff will be on the doorstep ready for her to fuck off.
    I flinch as I reach the right side of her stomach, the scar from the knife cut she had received with Phillip, prominent against her skin. It is a horrid reminder that she has fucked him and put our child in danger. I feel a new wave of fury wash over me at the thought and I want nothing more than to make her pay for how I feel, make her feel every bit as shitty and worthless as she is to me.
    I move lower and then bury my face in her pussy, her juices coating my lips on the spot. My tongue reaches out, trails up between her slit and over her clit, her body convulses at the sensation. “Do not move, Abigail,” I command her. Her body freezes instantly, her obedience making me want to tie her up and spank the ever living shit out of her. Maybe she is better at being a sub than I first thought she was.
    “God, you’re so wet, Abbi, so fucking irresistible and ripe.” Yeah, okay, totally irresistible, that’s why the thought of putting my mouth here makes me want to puke. The very thought of any part of Phillip connecting with her makes me want to peel her skin from her body just so she has a fresh canvas for me, an untouched, unmarred surface for my hands only, the way it should always be.
    I fill her channel with three of my fingers, her pussy struggling to accommodate my thick digits. Her wetness lubricates well enough for me to slide in and out of her at a frenzied pace, hammering repeatedly inside of her. She is near to coming, I can feel her spasming around me, her inner muscles clenching tightly. I’m not quite done yet with my torment; I don’t want her to cum. She doesn’t deserve to have pleasure from me ever again.
    As she is about to topple over the edge, I remove my fingers and mouth away from her, leaving her hanging on the tiny threads remaining before her downward spiral to the ground below. I see her body internally huff at the empty feeling.
    “Abigail,” I warn her. She isn’t here for her pleasure, this is for me.
    I remove my clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor. My dick juts out, slapping against my stomach, hard as a steel pipe. I clasp her shoulder and abruptly turn her away from me, sliding the silk down her arms and to the floor. Her barely-naked body is revealed to me, open and willing. She is desperate for some kind of forgiveness; I can feel it emanating from her. I don’t have it in me to let this go, it is eating away at me. I need time alone to think everything through, to sort my now fucked up head out before I do something I really regret. She needs to be away from me. I want this to work, I love her so fucking much, but every time I look at her all I see is the fucking whore who fucked Phillip.
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