His Second Wife

Chapter 56

~Christopher’s POV~

At that very moment, I could feel my self-control sliding from my fingertips. My narcotic of choice has been her kiss. My wife is my Achilles’ heel. I knew this girl was going to be the death of me the moment I laid eyes on her. The little self-control I had was gone, and that started to worry me, as I knew that kissing her and deepening the kiss made me want to do a lot of things to her. I knew I wasn’t going to stop until I accomplished everything in my head. I gripped her face in my hands and intensified the kiss even further. I slipped my hand away from her face and into her hair, tugging at the roots of her hair with both hands at once. After a moment, her head fell back willingly as a low-pitched moan fell out of her lips. Her eyes were fluttering wildly as if she couldn’t stop them. I yanked her hair even tighter and watched as a murmur slipped between her opened lips. Her thighs were clamping down on my hips with incredible force and firmness. As I choke her with my tongue, I take deep breaths on her jaw. Using my lips, I dragged my tongue towards her jaws and down to her throat as I squeezed her waist towards me. When I got down to her earlobe, I ran my lips over the shell of her ear and watched as her mouth opened wide and she let out a moan. I knew I had to do more of that, she enjoyed it. I blew air into her ear and purred, just before sucking the lobe of her earlobe completely.

I bit her earlobe and drew it more into my mouth, enjoying the way she shuddered against my body, her thighs clutching my flexing ass so tightly and I rewarded her with a powerful lusty groan.

“You are going to be the death of me, Camila Grayston.”

As soon as I freed her earlobe, I took a deep breath into her ear and released it. I stood there watching her moan in response to my blowing hot air into her ear.

“Ch-Chris, we shou-Shouldn’t be doing this. We are no longer married.”

I ran my fingers through her hair. I blasted hot air on her neck while she exposed it to me, and I watched as she shuddered against my body as a result. I forced my chin up to meet hers as we stared

into each other’s eyes.

“Do you want me to stop?”

I inquired as I pulled my lips down to the curve of her neck and shoulder, kissing my way down her throat to the curvature of her neck and shoulder. I yanked her head back and grabbed the bottle of wine from the counter, pouring it all over her. Her grasp on my hips was quite tight and tensing up. I started licking her body from her neck down to her shoulder, paying attention to her expression with each suck on her body. I was having a good time teasing her. I lifted my hand and began to pull her dress strap from her shoulder till her perky tits were facing me and crying for attention. With the taste of the wine in my mouth, I run my tongue over her breast without touching her tit, taking pleasure in her boobs and the taste of the wine. She shuddered in response to my body, and her grip on my hips became harder. I raised my gaze to her.

“Do you want me to stop?” I inquired and proceeded to pinch one of her tits. She lost all self-control and threw her legs around my waist, hugging me tightly. “Answer me, Camille.” When she didn’t respond, I gripped her butt cheeks with my palm, my hand making its way all the way down to her extremely drenched pussy. I lightly rubbed it and she cried my name as waves of ecstasy washed over her. I knew I only needed one more massage for her to cum. But I didn’t want her to stop me. I dragged her head, which was now buried in my shoulder, and she bit my throat out of delight as I yanked her head out of my shoulder. I felt myself squeezing for an instant. The moment I pinched her butt cheeks, she began trembling against my body and biting on my neck to maintain control. I’m not sure she understands what she’s doing.

“Do you want me to stop, Camille?”

I yanked her head backward in order to get her face to face me. Our gaze was fixed on one another. “Answer me!” I demanded, this time with seriousness.

“N-N-No.”

This time, I didn’t hold out any longer. I repositioned her on the counter and grabbed her breast in my mouth as my hand made its way to her cunt. Her moans were as soothing as music to my ears. I bit her tit and swiftly stroked her core, and I watched as her body began to tremble as a result of my actions.

“Chr-Chris Um,” she screamed as I dipped my finger deep into the pussy. She squeezed my butt tightly with her thighs as she drained her juice from her body. I took her clothing completely off and lay her down on the kitchen counter. I dragged her back to the counter’s edge, using both of my hands. I threw her legs on top of my shoulder and began swiping her folds with my tongue. Wine and her nectar blended together. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“God, this is heaven!” I growled, “You taste so fucken good, Wifey!” When I addressed her as ‘Wifey,’ I observed that her body grew stiff. I started drinking the juice in between her thighs, with my long index finger, sliding through her folds as she arch back out of pleasure. Her pussy squeezing around my finger, pulling my long fingers in further, made my mouth swipe her clit, and I started devouring her clit instantly. She let out a deep moan while trying to close her legs, but her thighs only collided with my head. I could tell her stomach was already churning with delight. Then I picked up the tempo a little more, removed my finger, and started fucking her with my tongue.

“Oh, my God! My God! Chris!” She screamed and trembled as her acidic juice coated my mouth. Her hands flew to my head and pressed me against her cunt harder.

“You are going to be the death of me, Mrs. Grayston.” This time she didn’t stiffen up.

Oh well, it seems as though I have reawakened the demon within her.

“Oh yes, Chris!”

I pulled my tongue and started licking my finger, and I heard her moan as I licked her juices from my finger. Then I snuck up on top of the counter and attacked her lips with a lustful kiss. While she lay on the counter, simply accepting my kiss as it was delivered, I drove my tongue into her mouth, dominating the kiss while she remained on the counter, simply accepting my kiss as it was delivered. As she curled her fingers in my hair, my mouth swallowed her moans.

Fuck!