The Devil CEO's Contract Wife - Chapter 295: Insatiable Devil

Chapter 295: Insatiable Devil

[Music: Bad Choices By Saint Vice]

I’m awed and puzzled in a way that made this unusual.

Catherine smiled as if she hadn’t suggested the end of someone’s life. Had I been wrong the whole time? No… I don’t think I was.

I pushed some of the strands behind her ear. Catherine is soft-hearted; she has always been that way, and it made it far more impossible to get her involved with the underworld.

Then why does it feel like…!

Catherine tucked at my waistband, pulling down my sweatpants to reveal my cock.

“I want you inside me…” she said huskily, eyes broad with desire.

I respond with the same desire swirling in my gaze, but I’m hungrier for something she had hidden away, and it got me thinking.

Did I hallucinate that flicker of darkness?

My fingers pressed against her neck, and I could feel her pulse racing, but not in fear. When I tightened, there was a flicker of it, maybe at the possibility that I might break her neck.

I added more pressure, and she sank her teeth into her bottom lip, her pulse picking up faster. I leaned close, piercing her with my cold eyes.

Her body stiffened, but I knew something then… Something was very different, and it wasn’t about adding pressure to my grip. Now that I really look at her, I see things that hadn’t been there.

Why does it pull me in?

I kissed her, more passionately as we both rasped towards it, trying to bid our time and taste each other as much as possible.

Using my other hand, I draw her closer, feeling my tip grazing her surface.

Catherine’s legs spread wider before wrapping tightly around my waist, just enough to pull me closer until I pressed into her.

I grunted when her wet entrance welcomed me, and I wanted nothing more than to pound her tight pussy, but I focused heavily on her lips. I heard her rasps, knowing she was losing air.

I added yet another pressure, and she choked, unable to breathe as I covered her mouth again, just when I thrust completely, burying my cock inside her.

I freed her neck, and she respired for the lost air I had stolen from her lungs. I locked my waist forward, and Catherine jolted at the impact, her body trembling as the pleasure stirring through her body.

I covered her mouth, swallowing her moans with mine. I could feel her milking my cock, and I followed right through, smearing her insides with my seed.

I didn’t pull out yet, making sure she took everything without wasting a spill.

“God, I can’t resist you…” She breathed, chest rising and falling heavy. Eyes thick with love.

A broad grin stretched my lips as I kissed her, slower this time.

“Neither can I…”

She groaned in my mouth when I pushed in deeper.

“Honey!”

“One more…” I thrusted, forcing us towards the edge again, but the hunger was far from being satiated.

~☆~

“Still any word on Reed?” I asked, eyeing Catherine as she assembled the papers.

“No, boss… It’s almost as if he doesn’t exist anymore. Do you want me to keep looking?”

“There’s no need. If he had collided with Vixen, we already know what happened to him.”

The only thing I regret is not having the chance to waste him myself. I wouldn’t have given him a quick death. I had a plan to make him suffer, but that was stolen from me.

I don’t care if Vixen’s actions were in my favor. The moment I get my hands on her, she’s gonna have a lot to answer for.

Catherine dropped the stack of papers on my table. “We’re late, now I can’t finish this up!”

I dragged my eyes to the document, then back to my beautiful wife.

“Are we?” I replied, ending the call.

“Are we?” She reprised my words. “You said one more, but we ended up on the bed for a whole two hours!”

She turned, snappily walking to get a file, and I just enjoyed the view. Her perfectly round ass, and when she leaned over, the material shrank.

Fuck.

I pushed to my feet, my steps quick as I’m behind her, when she attempted to rise, I kept her right there.

Catherine gasped, going still when my hand brushed her thigh.

“Honey, we have a meeting in a few minutes…” Her breath was hoarse, her body already surrendering to mine.

“They can wait, babydoll.” I twirled her to face me, picking her up to sit on the table.

I winked before I went down on my knees, hoisting her skirt up, and her bare pussy stared back at me.

I shot her a dark, dangerous look, and she giggled.

“Oopie! Looks like I forgot to wear them.”

I lashed at her lips, and her hands shot to my hair, seizing tightly as a breathy moan unleashed from her. I covered her whole with my mouth, sucking as much as I could, and the instant her juices touched my tongue, I went feral.

“H-Honey!” She screamed.

By the time I’m done with Catherine, she was drenched beyond relief. I rose to my full height, and she nattily wrapped her arms around my neck and smashed her lips against mine, licking through the moisture on my lips.

I shoved my tongue into hers until we were both fighting for dominance. But Catherine pulled back and gave a light push enough to come down from the table.

She backed me all the way…until I was sitting on the leather chair, while she lifted her skirt and saddled me, lips locked on mine as she hurriedly undid my pants.

I helped her through it until my cock sprang free, rock hard and begging to be inside her.

My hands braced on Catherine’s hips as she lowered herself down, my teeth grinding as she went lower, swallowing me whole.

She bounced against my cock, the force of it prompting the chair to squeak loudly under the rigorous friction. My fingers sank deeper into her hips to guide her more.

My breath was stolen as she squeezed around me hard. I couldn’t delay my release any longer.