Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 13

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🔸 Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife:

🔸(Our Lives Behind Closed Doors)🔸

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RACHEL’S pov.

Why aren’t I pushing him off? Why am I enjoying his lips on mine? Why am I bloody hungrily kissing him back?!

He wrapped my legs around his waist, he pressed my back against the wall and continued kissing me but it was just a few minutes, he soon walked away from there and headed towards our bed, with his hands underneath my blouse and unhooking my bra.

He unhooked my bra in seconds, as the pro he is, then quickly unzipped my blouse and took them (my blouse and bra) off, leaving my upper body completely naked before him.

Duncan stopped by the bed, he gently threw me on it and started unbuttoning his shirt. Maybe I was impatient, because I kinda found his action extremely slow and sat on my knees.

I slapped his hands away and reached for his shirt, but instead of unbuttoning it, I tore it and he raised his left eyebrow questioningly at me.

“My heartbeat, what are you doing? Why did you tear my shirt?” he asked.

“You’re being too slow” was my only response to him, before I crashed my lips on his and started fondling with his belt as I tried to unbuckle it.

His hands grabbed my breasts, he squeezed them for a while before he started pinching my nipples teasingly and I couldn’t help but squirmed as I felt my pûssy getting wetter and wetter.

Soon I was done unbuckling his belt, but he didn’t let me take down his pants before he pushed me back on the bed and hovered over me.

His hands grabbed my pants, together with my panty and pulled them down, then threw them randomly and carelessly across the room.

Duncan kissed from my waistline up to my chest, then hungrily snatched my left breast in his mouth, while his left was pinching my right nipple teasingly and his right hand was torturously, but sweetly playing with my pûssy.

I threw my back and arched my back as my adrenaline was rushing, making me squirm under his touch. I momentarily forgot all the hurt he’s caused me, I forgot how many cold nights I cried myself to sleep, after seeing a newspaper with him and one of his many girlfriends on it, I forgot about divorcing him and all I wanted that moment was his touch, I want him deeply buried me.

My hands couldn’t stay calm, they somehow found their ways down to his manhood and I started stroking him through his pants.

He on the other hand, thrusted three fingers in me, I closed my eyes and I moaned softly as he started thrusting them in my very wet pûssy.

He bite my nipple a little bit hard as he started thrusting his fingers faster, harder and deeper in me, I let go of his manhood and grabbed the sheets very tight as if I was about to fall off the bed and I’m holding the sheets to support myself -lol.

“Arghhhh” he groaned as he increased his pace, making me stomach churned and I didn’t realized when I began squirting so hard.

Fuçk! His fingers work has increased greatly all these years, well, he’s been sleeping around with different supermodels and actresses, of course it’s very necessary that he’s upgraded himself.

“Oh, fûck, my heartbeat, squirt harder for me” he said as his fingers increased their pace again.

As if his mouth was a remote control that’s controlling my actions, I continued squirting more and more, meanwhile, I folded my lower lip in my mouth and bite it very hard to prevent myself from screaming off our roof, or, our neighbors might come knocking to inquire what’s going on -or, they might just call 911 to complain.

He moved his upper body down and opened his mouth, he stuck out his tongue and let my squirt rinse it and splashed all over his face too.

He soon stopped and pulled out his fingers, then licked them while staring in my eyes. He quickly took off his pants, then called me with one of his fingers and I quickly sat on my knees and stared hungrily at his dîck.

“You want it?” he asked with a smirk.

“Yeah” I slurred seductively.

“Then come get it” he said and slumped on a sofa in front of our bed as he started stroking himself.

Wait, this sofa wasn’t here before, when did it get here? Hmm, that doesn’t matter now.

I hopped off the bed, he gestured me to go on my knees which I did without hesitation, then he gestured me to crawl towards him with a smirk I didn’t understand, but I ignored his smirk and crawled towards him.

“Now that’s my good gir…” I cut him off by impatiently snatching his dîck in my mouth. “.. fuçk! My heartbeat, you’re a bad@ss!” he groaned as he grabbed the armrests and threw his head back.

I smirked and grabbed his balls, then began squeezing and massaging them as I moved my mouth on him. He sucked in some air, I continued moving on him and sometimes biting him teasingly just to hear his throaty moan.

As if I wasn’t fast enough, he grabbed my head, gathered my hair in his hand and started fuçking my mouth, going very deep hence making me cough and gag.

He’d sometimes stop, pulled out of me and slapped my face with his dîck, then shoved it back in my mouth and continued fuçking my mouth very hard and deep.

“Stroke me” he breathe out as he let go of my head and leaned back on the sofa.

I pulled his dîck out of my mouth, then started stroking him with my hand.

“Grab those balls and squeeze ’em so fuçking hard” he commanded.

I spit on his dîck, grabbed his balls and continued massaging me. After stroking him for a moment, I felt his dîck fattening in my hands and he soon came undone in my hands.

I stared at my hands with a raised eyebrow, then he chuckled lightly.

“It’s been long since you tasted your man, aren’t you gonna seize the opportunity?” he asked.

I scoffed.

“Yeah, it’s been long and I’ve forgotten how you taste, but I don’t wanna remember” I replied and wiped my hands on my chest.

He pulled me onto his laps and stared in my eyes.

“You forgot about me so soon…”

“So soon? Is six years so soon?”

“But I didn’t forget even the least detail about you, I have it all imprinted in my brain” he said, then crashed his lips on mine.

I kissed him back, but he quickly break the kiss, he got up and wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Let’s make sweet love”

And he shoved his shaft in me in one thrust before I could protest, not that I wanted to protest though -lol, what a horny wolf I am right now.

“Argh!” I cried in pain when he took the first thrust, it hurt as if it’s my first time.

“How did you become a virgin again?” he asked me.

I glared nastily at him for asking me such an annoying question, it’s been almost six years since I last had sèx, what was he expecting?

“Are you doing or not?” I asked him grumpily.

“Of course, I haven’t had sèx in years too” he answered.

I frowned at his lame lie.

“Scumbag” I muttered quietly, he heard me but didn’t say anything and started thrusting in me slowly -I guess he’s scared he’s gonna hurt me if he goes too fast.

After thrusting slowly for a few minutes, he realized I’ve adjusted to him and he increased his pace. My arms around his shoulders tightened and my chest, or should I say breasts, were pressed against his flat chest.

He soon stopped, made me stand on my feet and continued thrusting in me with his hands holding me and helping me keep my balance.

After a moment, he stopped and pushed me on the bed and I landed in a soft thud. He quickly laid next to me and gestured me to get on top of him, he then shoved his dîck in me and put his hands behind his head.

“Ride me” he said.

I put my hands on his chest as I began bouncing up and down on him, but I realized I wasn’t fast enough and I started twerking on him instead; that did the job and we both became moaning mess.

He removed his hands from behind his head, grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into a hug, then took it off from me and thrusted faster and deeper in me.

My body shook greatly from too much pleasure shooting through my veins and I couldn’t help but started squirting again.

Duncan flipped us, he thrusted two fingers in me as he continued thrusting faster and deeper in me.

“Faster, please, faster” I urged him.

“Your wish is my command” he replied and increased his pace a hundred folds.

His increase in pace made me grabbed the sheets tighter as I felt my walls tightening against him, a very tight knot formed in the deepest part of my stomach and before I knew it, I’m moaning very loudly and my body was shaking as I felt the knot untying itself.

Both our bodies were covered in sweats at the moment, his muscles flexing and strangely I found him delicious, which isn’t helping matters.

Duncan didn’t stop fuçking me, in fact, my moan ignited a fire in him and acted as an energy booster, he’s thrusting way too fast, hard and very, very deep in me.

His dîck began swelling inside me and I knew at once that he’s about to cum, I was expecting he’d pull out of me and cum on my chest like he usually does years ago, but he didn’t pull out this time, he stayed deeply buried in me and continued thrusting even when he knew he’s at his peak.

“Don’t cum in me, get off me!” I tried to push him off me, but couldn’t.

He looked straight in my eyes with an evil smirk, but soon closed his eyes and released a very low, but pleasured growl -wait, is that even correct? I don’t care.

Then….

“Fuçk, Rachel” he moaned my name loudly as he poured his sperm in me, then crashed his lips on mine.

TO Be Continued