Jaskier gasps as well when she moves, and has to take another deep breath to keep his body in check. Fuck, she's going to kill him. Smiling like an idiot, he drops little kisses on her back while she talks, a little way to reward her for getting in position.
"Desperate is indeed the word that comes to mind. Look at you, moving on your own to silently beg for more. Squirming in anticipation. Do you have any idea what an erotic sight you make?"
Now Jaskier can bend his body over hers, driving his cock even deeper. An arm covers hers and holds her hand on the mattress, the other wraps around her body and squeezes a tit.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll forget what your husband is even called," he whispers in her ear as his hand pinches her nipple. "Our eyes will meet across the room at a party and you'll get wet just from the memories."
That's all the warning she gets before Jaskier starts thrusting into her, fast and hard just like he promised. The sound of his balls hitting her arse every time echoes in the room, providing the perfect lewd rhythm for their moans.
Midge rests her head on the mattress, but keeps her ass in the air.
“Oh!”
There’s a squeal and a moan as Jaskier starts to fuck her hard. One hand is covered by his, but she doesn’t try to put the other one down between her legs — yet.
“Fuck! You’re so deep… Oh it feels so good when you fuck me like that…”
Jaskier laughs in delight when she raises her arse like that, allowing him to go as deep as possible. He makes sure his body follows her arch, always keeping her covered with his skin and his sweat, his mouth by her ear so he can continue to tease her.
"Does it? I must say, this isn't very lady-like, Baroness." He stops the thrusting and guides her hand to her cunt. Just like last time, he wants her to feel how stretched she is around him. "Feel that? Open and wet. Presenting yourself to me as if you were in heat. I bet your husband has never been this deep into you, and he never will."
He then takes her hand to his mouth to lick it clean before putting it down on the mattress. After a few more kisses on her back, he starts thrusting again, just as hard and fast as before.
Midge moans needily when he moves her hand. She can feel the way that she stretches around him to take him, something that only turns her on more. She’s practically dripping for him.
“I know he won’t,” she replies. “That’s why I need you.” Midge looks up at him, a smirk on her face. “You love it when I’m unladylike. It makes your cock hard, doesn’t it?”
In this position, Jaskier is doing most of the work, but fortunately, he doesn’t seem to mind. Midge keeps her knees anchored to the bed and gives him something hard to thrust against.
It's hard to mind when she's enjoying herself so much and taking him so beautifully. She's not passively letting a bored husband just get over it, she's actively asking for it, handing a piece of herself for Jaskier to enjoy. He adores her for it, and hopes she'll know how to return the favor when the time comes.
"Mayhaps," Jaskier answers as he stops again and captures her mouth in a kiss, nibbling on her lower lip. "You're getting sassy on me. Should I allowed it? Should I enjoy your witty mouth, or should I punish you? Should I stay inside you and not move at all?"
His hand leaves her tit to return to her cunt and lets his thumb very lightly flick her clit. It's just one second, and just like that the hand is gone.
Jaskier nibbles on her ear next, buying time on purpose. "Or I could come all over your body and let your husband find you like that." The thrusts return then, more desperate than ever. The position and the roleplay are really doing it for him. "Let him see what he's missing. Show him that he'll never top this." He pinches her arse between thrusts. "I'm the best fuck you've ever had. Say it."
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"Desperate is indeed the word that comes to mind. Look at you, moving on your own to silently beg for more. Squirming in anticipation. Do you have any idea what an erotic sight you make?"
Now Jaskier can bend his body over hers, driving his cock even deeper. An arm covers hers and holds her hand on the mattress, the other wraps around her body and squeezes a tit.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll forget what your husband is even called," he whispers in her ear as his hand pinches her nipple. "Our eyes will meet across the room at a party and you'll get wet just from the memories."
That's all the warning she gets before Jaskier starts thrusting into her, fast and hard just like he promised. The sound of his balls hitting her arse every time echoes in the room, providing the perfect lewd rhythm for their moans.
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“Oh!”
There’s a squeal and a moan as Jaskier starts to fuck her hard. One hand is covered by his, but she doesn’t try to put the other one down between her legs — yet.
“Fuck! You’re so deep… Oh it feels so good when you fuck me like that…”
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"Does it? I must say, this isn't very lady-like, Baroness." He stops the thrusting and guides her hand to her cunt. Just like last time, he wants her to feel how stretched she is around him. "Feel that? Open and wet. Presenting yourself to me as if you were in heat. I bet your husband has never been this deep into you, and he never will."
He then takes her hand to his mouth to lick it clean before putting it down on the mattress. After a few more kisses on her back, he starts thrusting again, just as hard and fast as before.
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“I know he won’t,” she replies. “That’s why I need you.” Midge looks up at him, a smirk on her face. “You love it when I’m unladylike. It makes your cock hard, doesn’t it?”
In this position, Jaskier is doing most of the work, but fortunately, he doesn’t seem to mind. Midge keeps her knees anchored to the bed and gives him something hard to thrust against.
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"Mayhaps," Jaskier answers as he stops again and captures her mouth in a kiss, nibbling on her lower lip. "You're getting sassy on me. Should I allowed it? Should I enjoy your witty mouth, or should I punish you? Should I stay inside you and not move at all?"
His hand leaves her tit to return to her cunt and lets his thumb very lightly flick her clit. It's just one second, and just like that the hand is gone.
Jaskier nibbles on her ear next, buying time on purpose. "Or I could come all over your body and let your husband find you like that." The thrusts return then, more desperate than ever. The position and the roleplay are really doing it for him. "Let him see what he's missing. Show him that he'll never top this." He pinches her arse between thrusts. "I'm the best fuck you've ever had. Say it."