Stalker Husband

"Graysen!" I shriek like a teenager seeing his boyband crush for the first time.

"Sweetheart." He smiles dashingly at the sight of me, walking fast to my direction before picking me up and mauls my mouth. "I miss you so much."

"It's just been two days." I remind him in between our greedy kisses.

"I don't care. I miss you even for an hour being away from you."

"Hmm." Is what I can only answer when he refuses letting go of my mouth while backing me towards the car and pushing me inside the backseat. "Graysen, my love. Are we going to do it here at the back of your car?"

"No. I have plans for us today. We're just kissing. I just miss you, let me kiss you more." He says while his mouth slides down to my collar and his hands pop the buttons of my blouse.

"I don't care if we'll do it here. I want to do it here with you. Please give me this experience, my love. The thought that someone might catch us here excites me so much."

"You're really naughty." He comments while his seeking hands find their way beneath my skirt and reach between my thighs. "Hmm, already wet, sweetheart? My princess is a bad girl."

"I want you, please." I moan while clumsily tugging at his belt buckle and zipper. "Kiss me! Kiss me!"

"I'm kissing you."

"No! I mean, kiss me down there." I nip his lip before pulling his hair away. "Kiss my pussy."

Graysens eyes darken in lust as he obeys my plea and dives under my skirt and pleasures me with his mouth. I'm burning with need that's why as soon as his mouth touches my drenched nether lips, I'm already reaching my peak. I sob and chant his name over and over while undulating through my release.

"You come so fast." Graysen crawls back over my body and continues opening my blouse to expose both my breasts to his mouth.

While he's busy with my tits, I've also successfully whipped his impressive arousal out of his pants and play with it by rubbing the tip against my entrance. I pant and moan louder at the sensation of my sensitized clit being stimulated once more.

"Graysen!" I whine, pulling his body down onto me. "Please, give it to me. Give yourself to me, my love."

"Fuck!" He growls and angles his hips before thrusting forward. "Shit, Diana! Oh, fuck, sweetheart!"

It's my first time hearing him curse in desire and it surprisingly makes me more excited. The repeated profanities flowing from his mouth with every thrust he does exhilarate me. It's like I'm the reason his calm and ordered life is being disrupted, losing his control and doesn't know what to do with it.

I grab his back and pull him tighter into my embrace, wanting to feel him more. Oh, God! What's happening to me? It's like being one with him in body isn't enough. I want more. This greed. This desire to be with him is indescribable. I just... I want...

I cup his jaw while looking earnestly at his struggling expression. Even though the car's AC runs high, hes sweating heavily and dripping onto my breasts. The feeling of being this intimate with him, doing primitive things and sharing bodily fluid makes me feel treasured. Important.

Something suddenly flashes in my head, making me gasp in surprise. This man. This familiar face. I've seen him before! Graysen. Graysen. Who are you exactly, my love?

"Princess." He groans as he buries his face on my shoulder, his body going taut with his increasing speed.

Oh, God! I can't do it. I can't tell him that I'm getting married. I can't lose him! I want Graysen for myself. I pull his head so I can kiss his mouth to cover my sob. This man, Graysen, I love him already!