Easton kissed her lips, then moved to Cassidy's neck, his hot breath against her skin making her breathing quicken.
He grabbed her hand and placed it on his shoulder, kissing her skin more passionately.
Cassidy's hands rested lightly on his neck, with the fingers of one hand threading through his hair. Each time his hot kisses landed, her fingers tightened involuntarily.
Easton's kisses trailed up to her face, locking onto her lips. His large hand slipped inside her shirt, gliding up her slender waist and coming to rest on her ample bosom, his palm pressing firmly, causing her flesh to fill his grasp.
Cassidy felt a bit of discomfort and was about to speak, but Easton captured her lips, swallowing all her sounds.
Easton quickly removed their pants, guiding his penis slowly into Cassidy's pussy.
Cassidy wasn't fully aroused, and Easton's forceful entry made her uncomfortable. She grabbed his hair tightly, hoping he wouldn't be so hasty.
However, Easton slowly filled her pussy with his penis, hearing her weak whimpers, biting her lips hard, and starting to thrust faster.
Cassidy arched her neck, crying out and grabbing Easton's arm.
Easton suddenly pulled his penis out, placing her on the bed, flipping her over, and entering her from behind.
Cassidy's body trembled with the penetration, a cry escaping her lips. Before she could fully adjust, Easton began thrusting fiercely, his forceful thrusts producing clear, audible sounds with each strike.
Penetrated from behind, Cassidy found herself biting on the sheets to stifle her desperate urge to scream. The pleasure was so intense that her limbs felt weak. Waves of ecstasy crashed over her, forcing her to bite down harder to muffle her cries, yet whimpers and moans still escaped her lips.
She gripped the sheets tightly, her breasts swaying with Easton's thrusts, her nipples grazing against the fabric, sending tingling shivers of pleasure through her body.
As Easton held her slender waist, pulling her back with each deep thrust, Cassidy's body went limp, trembling violently. Her face buried in the sheet, she cried out, "Easton, you're too fast."
Cassidy's vaginal muscles contracted wildly, and her discharge coated his penis, causing Easton to let out a deep growl as he climaxed inside her.
Cassidy panted heavily, her body still trembling involuntarily. Easton picked her up and carried her to the bathroom as her arms draped weakly over him, her delicate face buried in his neck, her eyes half-closed, looking exhausted as if she had fallen asleep.
"Cassidy, I've planned everything," Easton said softly. "In six months, I'll become the head of the family. After that, it will only take a few more months to deal with Ryder and the others. By then, the baby in your belly will be almost born."
Cassidy remained silent, her exhaustion evident, but Easton didn't mind at all. He was focused on the future he envisioned for them.
He first filled the bathtub with water, then carried Cassidy to stand under the showerhead, allowing the water to wash away the sweat from their bodies.
After cleaning up, he kissed her lips again, his large hand moving down, lifting one of her legs to his arm, guiding his hard penis back into Cassidy's pussy.
Cassidy let out a long, wailing moan, her voice edged with a sob that sent Easton into a frenzy, gripping her slender waist and thrusting vigorously. "Slow down."
Her body felt as though it might fall apart from the force of his thrusts. Clutching tightly to his neck for support, she was rendered weak and trembling by Easton's vigorous movements, tears streaming from her eyes, the pleasure making her cry out uncontrollably.
After a while, Easton lifted Cassidy slightly and pressed her against the wall, his head bent to kiss and nibble at her breasts. As he bit gently, his lower body thrust forward, each time driving his entire length deep within her.
Cassidy's legs were wrapped around his waist, forcing her to witness the thick penis thrusting into and withdrawing from her vagina. It wasn't long before she screamed, biting into Easton's neck, releasing a significant amount of vaginal discharge that trickled down her thighs. She gasped for air, her tear-filled eyes gazing up at Easton.
Easton kissed her eyes, then lowered her legs.
Cassidy's legs weakened, causing her to nearly collapse, but Easton swiftly turned her around and pinned her against the wall once more. Her breasts pressed against the cold wall, making her moan again.
Easton roughly squeezed her rounded buttocks before spreading her legs apart and thrusting inside. One hand gripped her shoulder, and the other grasped her slender waist, as his penis thrust rapidly and forcefully.
Cassidy climaxed three times, her face covered in tears, her voice hoarse from screaming, her mind blank from the pleasure. "Easton, it's too fast."
As she climaxed again, she trembled uncontrollably against the wall.
Easton's penis was still inside her, and as she climaxed, her contracting pussy made him unable to resist. He gripped her waist tightly, continuing to thrust quickly and heavily.
Cassidy arched her neck, whimpering, "Easton, stop. It's too fast."
Easton panted heavily, thrusting hard a dozen more times, his lips pressing against her neck, sucking hard, his throat letting out a hoarse growl as he released inside her again. "Cassidy, as long as you behave, I don't mind giving you a different status."
"What?" As she spoke, she realized her voice was terribly hoarse.
"As long as you behave, I don't mind marrying you my wife," Easton repeated.
Upon hearing those words, Cassidy regained some of her clarity, feeling nothing but fear; Easton's overwhelming need for control was too much for her.
She didn't want to spend her life governed by Easton's plans, nor did she wish to be bound to him for the rest of her days. "What if others find out your wife looks like your stepmother?"
"I don't care, and they wouldn't dare have an opinion," Easton said in a hoarse voice.
Cassidy didn't say anything more. She couldn't let her future be controlled by Easton; she had to find a way to escape from him.
After a moment of silence, Easton gently carried Cassidy, placing her in the bathtub.
Cassidy leaned against Easton, listening to his strong heartbeat. As she was placed in the bathtub, her gaze lowered, seeing Easton's penis slowly softening. The tip of his penis was still leaking semen, and even in its flaccid state, the size was impressive.
She reached out with her index finger to wipe away the semen, and as she was about to wash it off, she changed her mind, putting her finger in her mouth and licking it.
Out of the corner of her eye, Cassidy saw Easton's penis harden again, her eyes widening in surprise as she looked up to find his gaze fixed on her and the finger she had just licked.
Easton stood outside the bathtub, watching her. Without him saying a word, she understood his meaning.
Hesitantly, she reached out and grasped his thick penis, extending her tongue to gently lick the tip, then took it into her mouth, sucking hard. Easton's heavy breath filled the air.
Cassidy licked from the tip to the scrotum, then back up along the shaft, slowly swallowing from the large glans.
Easton's penis was too large; she could barely take half before feeling overwhelmed. As she tried to pull back, Easton held her head, thrusting deeper.
Cassidy felt like gagging, slapping his leg, but Easton, panting heavily, kept his hand on her head, thrusting into her mouth until he released in her throat.