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  "You sure about that?" He questioned me, fork poised beside his lips.

  "Yes. I enjoyed... what happened. The spanking, everything. I want to see what else you've got for me," I answered, breathless, heat crawling up my neck and burning my cheeks and ears. I'd never been so nervous before, but the excitement was even greater than the apprehension.

  "I see," Cassidy mused, finishing off the bite and setting his fork to the side as he rose. "Take off your dress then for me, sweetheart."

  I did as I was told, taking it a step further and removing even my slip and undergarments until I stood before him, stark naked in the chilly air. Cassidy nodded approvingly, eyes wandering up and down my slim figure, lingering on the ample curves.

  "Come here."

  I obeyed immediately, shaking. Once at his side, he stood, turning he slowly to get a closer look. Kisses were pressed against my breasts, and my eyes shut tightly at the feeling. He spun me then, pushing my front over the table so my ass stuck out, and his hand could come down on it repeatedly. I let myself be as loud as I desire – not a soul could hear me in hear, and Cassidy seemed to enjoy the screams.

  "I think I'm going to like you, Abigale sweetheart," Cassidy growled, leaning over my back to bite my ear. I gasped again, my head leaning back into him. Fingers were beginning to explore my pussy, pressing into the dripping wet folds of my sweet zone, pushing the lips open to expose my entrance to the cool breeze wafting into the room. Every inch of my body felt electric, his touch blowing up my senses.

  Then something hard pressed into me, ripping the breath from me. It hurt, and I was shocked, feeling as if I were being torn in half by his cock. I hadn't gotten the chance to look at it, but it felt huge, filling me up inside until it felt as if nothing more would ever fit again. "Oh, God," I groaned, pain and pleasure mixing. I felt faint again, clinging to the table I was bent over.

  Cassidy seemed to have gone animalistic, sliding in and out of my tight pussy, lubricated only by my own desire. Part of me, a large part, wanted to beg him to stop. I wanted the feeling of tearing to go away, the pressure inside to cease, but it felt just good enough to stay silent. Biting into my cheek, I took it, letting him grab me by the hair and yank me body back towards him as he filled my insides.

  "C-Cassidy," I gasped, eyes still shut tight, and he shushed me with another hard growl and a bite to my neck. I got the message, and remained quiet with my protests, only letting a moan escape here and there and he continued to plow in behind me at a steady, fast pace. It occurred to me that this was it. No longer was I virgin with my virtue intact. I was now a full-fledged woman.

  Inside of me, I felt my sensitive walls closing around his thick shaft. I wished I'd been able to lay my eyes upon it – never before had I seen a man's precious package, and now I could feel every bit of it so deeply, so forcefully. Cassidy was strong and rough with his pounding inside of me, and the slap of sweaty skin hitting my round ass filled the kitchen.

  My moans escalated as the pain began to go away, and I flexed my pussy around him, hoping to pull him in deeper, harder, faster. Cassidy obeyed my body's silent instructions, and went at me from behind still with a revived sense of urgency. I could only scream at the feeling, taken by pleasure. If he could see my face at this moment, my eyes would be closed tightly, mouth gaping open, and skin on fire as I shook in ecstasy.

  "You like that?" He asked, growing faster with his thrusts. Hands let go of my pale curls to grip my breasts, pinching my tender nipples between the tips of his fingers. I gasped again, only able to nod. He likely could hear the pounding of my heart beneath his warm hands, the demanding touch. I enjoyed the way he gripped my skin, pulling on my breasts, kissing frantically into my shoulder. It felt as if he needed me, that without this moment he'd fade away. I was thrilled, I was experiencing immense pleasure, and I was beyond satisfied.

  "Yes," I finally answered, struggling to speak as my body jerked from his thrusts. "I love it, I love it so much, Cassidy!"

  "Good," Cassidy grunted, grasping me hard enough his fingernails dug into my skin. I cried out, but quietly enjoyed the pain. "Because I'm about to fill you up with me even more."

  Confused, I craned neck to look at him, but was answered with the strong pulsating of his cock buried into my womb. Crying out, I reveled in the pleasure of hot, thick streams filling me up with his seed, and when he let go to slide back out, I lay on the tabletop unable to move.

  A towel from the counter was used by Cassidy to first wipe himself and then me off a bit, and he helped to sit in the chair close by. It hurt – I was sore. Now I saw what he meant by feeling up to going into town tomorrow. The carriage seat was quite hard and uncomfortable.

  "Well?" I questioned, looking at him with wide eyes. I wanted him to kiss me, but was too shy to make the move myself. "How was I?"

  Cassidy smiled, giving in to what I wanted with a deep kiss. "You'll do," He answered with a laugh, disappearing upstairs. I stayed there to clean up our dishes, and I couldn't help but think.

  Perhaps, just maybe, Cassidy Boone was a perfect husband for me after all.

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