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He shuddered behind me, then moved slightly, relining his cock up with my entrance, sliding in an inch before pulling out.

“Fuck,” he growled, sliding in deeper this time. “You feel like warm silk.”

I bent a little, gripping the counter in front of me as I watched him move behind me. “Gareth,” I sighed. “You feel so good like this.” Nothing between us, just him and me and the pleasure stretching out so damn sweetly.

One hand flew to my hip, gripping me as he glided all the way in, bottoming out inside of me. And from this angle, it felt entirely new, deeper, harder, better.

His other hand traveled along my spine as he pumped into me from behind, his eyes falling from mine in the mirror to my body, hungrily eating up every inch of it on display.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he groaned, upping his pace. “Best part of my day is coming home to you.”

I gasped as he dipped his hand between my thighs, playing with my oversensitive clit as he pounded into me from behind. I watched him fuck me, and it made me go absolutely liquid around him.

“Fuck, angel,” he growled, thrusting into me harder, faster. “You’re drenched. My needy little wife.”

I whimpered, reaching behind me to dig my nails into his thigh, needing something better to grip than the damn counter. I didn’t tear my eyes off of him, relishing the sharp hiss from his lips at the bite of my nails, loving the way he slammed into me harder as a result.

He didn’t handle me like I’d break. He fucked me like he knew I could take all of him and then some, and that was the biggest shot of pleasure.

“Goddamn,” he groaned when I pushed back, meeting him for every thrust. “Angel,” he growled.

“Gareth,” I moaned his name, my orgasm sharp and strong as it pounded on the edge of my body. “Omigod.”

He watched me, pinching my clit as he pumped into me repeatedly, drinking in my reaction as I came again.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his own release following mine as I clenched around him. His pumps slowed, our bodies trembling and jolting with each sensitive stroke as we came down.

I continued to catch my breath, leaning against the counter as he pulled out, reaching for a towel and cleaning us both up before tossing it in the nearby laundry bin.

“Mmm,” he said, wetting his lips as he looked down at me. “Perfection.”

I smiled at him, shaking my head. “I don’t think I can move,” I said, half teasing.

“And you shouldn’t,” he said, scooping me up with one easy move and carrying me to our bed.

I giggled as he tucked me under the covers, climbing in behind me as he curled himself around me. “Careful,” I said, glancing over my shoulder. “I’m starting to get used to this.”

Something serious passed over his features, and I instantly regretted the slip of tongue.

He kissed me from behind, holding me closer against him. “We’re only getting started.”

He said the words like a promise, and in my blissful orgasm haze, I smiled, and let myself believe him.

CHAPTER 13

Gareth

“You found my list, didn't you?” Serenity asked me as we stood outside of the activity that I'd chosen for tonight's date.

I looked down at her apologetically. “In my defense, you left it on the kitchen table. At first, I thought it was a grocery list. Did I cross a line?” I asked. Serenity had been the first relationship I'd had in a long time, and the last thing I wanted to do was betray her trust.

“No,” she said. “I wouldn't have left it out if I wanted it to be private. I was honestly just scribbling down some things that I'd never tried before. Something Daisy urged me to do.”

I motioned to the racetrack that awaited us, one car already primed and running thanks to the staff member who’d driven it onto the track. It was a Porsche, and I loved the ways her eyes lit up as she looked at it.

“Driving a car on your own was on that list.”

“True,” she said, laughing softly. “I would’ve been fine with driving your Audi. You didn't have to rent out a racetrack and a Porsche for me, but I'm pumped. When are we going?”

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