Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow - Chapter 280

Chapter 280: Fiesty Chapter 280: Fiesty *************** CHAPTER 280 ~Zara’s POV~ “…

Now, can we get to the tub?

I have a lot to do, remember?” “Well, who says a quickie isn’t something worth it?” Before I could respond, Snow’s lips crashed against mine once more.  It wasn’t like before.

This time, Snow was demanding.

His hands roamed my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

I couldn’t help but melt into him, my resolve crumbling under the onslaught of pleasure he was feeding my brain with.

“Fuck,” I gasped as his hand cupped my breast, his thumb teasing the sensitive peak of my nipple.

“You want this,” Snow murmured, his breath hot against my ear.

I arched fully into him, my body aching for his touch.

“Yes.” “Say it.” “I want this.” “And?” “I want you,” I breathed, surrendering to the desire coursing through my veins.

“Good,” he said, his voice low and rough.

His lips claimed mine again, his tongue plunging into my mouth.

He kissed me hungrily, possessively, and I moaned, my hips bucking against him.

The heat between us was almost unbearable.

My skin was flushed, my core throbbing with need.

And then, as quickly as it began, he pulled away.

“Get in the bath,” he ordered, his eyes flashing with a mixture of lust and dominance.

I obeyed, slipping out of my robe and sinking into the steaming water.

It was deliciously warm, and I sighed as the heat soothed my muscles.

Snow watched me intently, his gaze sweeping over my bare form.

He removed his towel, his cock already hard and standing at attention, ready for action, ready to ravage me inside out.

My eyes widened slightly, my core clenching at the sight and the thought of what was to come.

He was magnificent.

“Like what you see?” he asked, a cocky smirk playing on his lips.

“I do,” I admitted, biting my lip.

He climbed into the tub, the water rippling around him.

He took a seat, pulling me onto his lap.

I straddled him, our bodies pressed flush against each other.

“Tell me,” he purred, his hands trailing down my back, “how bad do you want it?” “I…

“How badly, love?” “Badly,” I managed, my breathing already ragged.

“Badly enough to beg for it?” I looked into his eyes, and I couldn’t help but shudder at the sheer desire I saw there.

“Please, Snow,” I whispered.

“Please what?” “Please fuck me.” “With pleasure.” In one swift movement, he aligned his cock to my entrance and pushed in.

I cried out, my body adjusting to his size.

It’s not the first, second or even fifth time I’m taking him but he still managed to stretch my insides like it was the first time.

He paused for a moment, letting me get accustomed to the sensation.

Then, without warning, he started thrusting…

slowly at first.

But with each thrust, his pace increased.

Fast and relentless, his cock pistoned in and out of me.

I moaned, my nails digging into his shoulders as he pounded me from below.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his hips snapping forward.

The water splashed around us, the sound echoing off the bathroom walls.

“Don’t stop,” I pleaded, my voice strained.

“Not until you come for me.” “Harder.” He complied, his fingers digging into my hips.

Snow was merciless, his cock stretching and filling me.

My hand gripped the edge of the tub, my knuckles turning white.

Snow’s hand left my hips and found my boobs which were bouncing vigorously as his thrusts intensified.

He groped and kneaded them, against such rough and demanding.

I cried out, my body trembling as a mini-wave of ecstasy washed over me.

“Yes,” he grunted as he felt my inner walls clench around him.

“Don’t stop,” I whimpered, desperate for release.

“I won’t,” he promised, his eyes locked on mine while his fingers attacked my poor nipples which were already sore.

The combination of his cock slamming into me and his hand pinching and twisting my sensitive nubs was enough to send me over the edge.

“Snow!” I cried, my body tensing as my orgasm was just a few thrusts away.

My pussy twitched and pulsed, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until…

Snow lifted me by my hips and pulled out.

“What are you doing?” I panted, my voice was filled of frustration and disappointment.

“Patience,” he smirked, his grip on me tightening.

“Snow, please,” I begged, the ache between my legs almost unbearable.

“Patience,” he repeated, pulling me closer to place his lips on my boobs.

“Ah,” I whimpered, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as he sucked on my nipples.

“Patience,” he enunecited, his voice vibrating against my skin.

I writhed on his lap, my hips grinding against his shaft.

The friction was driving me insane.

I was so close, the edge only a few thrusts away, but Snow refused to let me tip over.

“Snow, please,” I moaned, tears forming in the corners of my eyes.

“Beg,” he commanded, his tongue circling my nipple.

“Please,” I begged, my body shaking with need.

I felt his hand reach between my legs, his fingers rubbing my clit.

“Yes,” I hissed, my back arching.

“You want it?” “I want it.” “Then take it,” he growled, his fingers plunging into my soaking wet hole.

I moaned, my hips bucking against him.

It’s not enough.

I needed him.

“Say it,” he ordered, his thumb pressing down on my swollen bud.

“I need you.” “Where?” “Inside.” “Good,” he growled, lining his cock up with my entrance.

I sank down on him, his thick shaft filling me.

“Fuck,” he grunted, his hands gripping my ass.

“Oh, yes,” I whimpered, rocking my hips against him.

“Ride me, love,” he groaned, his fingers digging into my skin.

I did as I was told, raising and lowering myself on his shaft, twerking and riding him in the tub.

“Yes, that’s it,” he praised, his voice strained.

I picked up the pace, my body aching for release.

My hands were on his chest, gripping him tightly as I bounced on his cock.

He was so deep, his shaft stroking every inch of me.

My eyes blinked open for a split second and I realized my hands were just inches from his nipples.

Knowing the reaction I was gonna get, I couldn’t resist going for them, pinching them in the most sensual way possible.