A young and wealthy tech CEO on the brink of losing everything she's worked for, is forced to agree to a contract marriage to save herself . He withdrew and she gasped, he pushed in deeper this time and Annie was writhing on his cock with pleasure. "You" Thrust "ARE" Thrust "My" Thrust "Wife" "This might be a contract" Thrust "But till the end of our one-year agreement" Thrust "Only I get to be in this pussy" Thrust "Do" Thrust "You" Thrust "Understand?" His balls were slapping against her dripping pussy and Annie was delirious with pleasure. "Annie Cottingham, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" She knew she should answer but she wanted to get back at him for having her begging for him these past days. "That's not my name. I'm Annie Jones till the wedding tomorrow-" He pushed his whole length into her in one swift thrust, silencing her. "Yes" she moaned His fingers found her clit, and bliss radiated through her. "I didn't hear you, Annie Cottingham" "Only... you..." she moaned. He chuckled dryly as he leaned down to give her a fiery kiss.