Forbidden Cravings-Chapter 258: Let’s Make it More Thrilling

I pinned Elizabeth’s hands above her head, fingers laced tight with hers, holding her wrists against the pillow. My hips drove forward in her pussy, each thrust deep and deliberate, making the bed creak beneath us. Her moans came out in sharp, needy bursts. "Ahh... ahh... ahh...yeah..fuck me more! Ahh..."

"Arghhh, Elizabeth," I groaned against her neck, my lips brushing the damp curve where her pulse hammered. "Your pussy’s gripping me so tight. Keeps clenching like it doesn’t wanna let go."

She tilted her head back, laughing through a moan, her eyes glinting with that teasing spark. "But you’re not gonna stop thrusting, right?"

I grinned, nipping at her earlobe. "Feels so fucking good. As if I could ever stop." I slammed into her harder, my hips smacking against her groin with a loud *shap*. The sound echoed in the room, mixing with her gasps and the rustle of the sheets.

"Ahhh... ahhh... yeah, harder!" she moaned, louder now, her voice breaking on every word. Her legs tightened around my waist, heels digging into my lower back, pulling me deeper. Her boobs bounced with every thrust, nipples brushing my chest, sending sparks through me.

"Like that?" I asked, voice rough. I let go of one of her hands to grab her thigh, hitching it higher so I could hit deeper. "Tell me how you want it, baby."

"Just—don’t stop," she panted, free hand clawing at my shoulder. "Harder... faster... God, you’re killing me."

I gave it to her, picking up the pace, slamming in so hard the headboard tapped the wall. Her moans turned to cries, high and desperate, her body arching up to meet every thrust. Sweat slicked our skin, making every slide of our bodies feel hotter, messier.

Unbeknownst to us, the bedroom door was cracked open just a sliver. Clara, the maid, stood frozen in the hallway, her eyes wide as she peeked through the gap. Her cheeks flushed red, a mix of shock and something else—heat pooling low in her belly as she watched Elizabeth’s legs wrapped tight around me, my hips driving into her with relentless rhythm.

"How much longer are they gonna go?" Clara thought, pressing her thighs together, trying to ignore the ache building there. "It’s been all damn day. They’re still fucking like animals.* She bit her lip, unable to look away. "And Ezra... how much stamina does that guy have? Does he ever get tired? And Miss Elizabeth... she’s married, for God’s sake. How’s she just... letting him? So open, so... horny."

Clara’s breath hitched as Elizabeth let out another loud moan, her nails raking down my back. Clara’s hand twitched toward her skirt, then stopped. "Get a grip, Clara," she told herself, but her eyes stayed glued to the scene, her body betraying her with every second she lingered.

I matter how many times I’d been with her, moments like these always felt electric, like we were stealing something we shouldn’t. I slowed my thrusts, just enough to catch her eye, and grinned.

"Let’s make this more fun." I said in a smirk.

Elizabeth’s head tilted, one eyebrow arching with curiosity. "What’re you up to now?" she asked, her voice still breathy from the last round.

Before she could guess, I pulled back, my dick sliding out of her with a wet sound. I grabbed her legs, flipping her over onto her stomach in one smooth motion.

She squealed, a mix of surprise and laughter bubbling out. "Aau! Ehehe..." Her hands clutched the sheets as I climbed over her, pressing my chest against her naked back, my weight pinning her to the bed.

"You like the thrill, huh?" I teased, brushing my lips along the curve of her spine, up to her shoulders. I swept her black hair to one side, exposing her neck, and kissed the soft skin there, slow and deliberate. Her pulse thumped under my lips.

She twisted her head to glance back at me, eyes sparkling. "Yeah, I love it," she said, catching my mouth in a quick, hungry kiss. Her lips were warm, a little swollen from earlier, and she tasted faintly of me.

I pulled back, smirking. "Well, let’s make it more thrilling then." My eyes flicked to the side table, where a small silver photo frame sat—her and her husband, arms wrapped around each other, smiling like they were the perfect couple. I reached over, grabbed it, and set it right in front of her on the bed, the glass catching the dim light from the lamp.

Elizabeth’s eyes widened. "My photo with my husband?" Her voice was half-shocked, half-amused, like she couldn’t believe I’d go there.

"Yeah, baby," I said, sliding my hands under her hips and lifting her ass up. I nudged her thighs apart until she was on all fours, her curves looking sinful in the soft glow. "You look at your sweet little family photo while I fuck you."

She let out a giggle, sharp and nervous, her cheeks flushing pink. "Ahh, fuck you," she said, laughing harder. "You’re such a jerk."

"Guilty," I said, leaning down to nip at her shoulder. "Now take this." I lined myself up and thrust into her pussy in one hard push, sinking deep. Her body rocked forward, the bed creaking, her face inches from the photo.

"Ahhhmmm..." Elizabeth moaned, loud and raw, her hands gripping the sheets. Her blush deepened, spreading down her neck as I started moving, each thrust slamming into her with a steady *slap-slap* rhythm. Her ass bounced against my hips, and I could feel her clenching tight around me, already so wet from before. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"God, you love this, don’t you?" I said, grabbing a handful of her hair and tugging just enough to make her arch her back more. "Looking at him while I’m inside you."

"You’re awful," she panted, but her voice was thick with heat, and she pushed her hips back to meet every thrust. "Don’t... don’t stop."

I laughed low, leaning over her to kiss the back of her neck. "Not a chance, baby. Not till you’re screaming."