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“Shh,” he stopped me from saying another word. “I won’t stand to hear you say a bad thing about my wife.” His featherlight touch made me tremble. “Look at you.” His voice was full of awe. “Lace has never looked better.” His fingers were warm as they moved up my thighs and under the skirt of the nightie. “But as much as I love it, I need to get this off you.” When I nodded, he stood up.
Barefoot and almost naked, I felt so tiny and delicate in front of him.
Without missing a beat, his hands lifted the nightie up and over my head, leaving me in nothing but the tiny, ruined panties. “Sunny.” He panted my name as his eyes ate me up. “Look at you,” he breathed with awe.
March’s hands dropped to the slope of my shoulders, and he stroked my arms. His fingers skimmed the side of my torso and the sides of my breasts, down to my waist and back up until he cupped them. One in each hand, his thumbs skimmed my nipples and then tugged on the tips.
“March,” I moaned as I leaned closer.
“I’m going to take you. Nice and slow. I’m going to tease you until you’re begging for more, and then I’m going to fuck you so damn hard, you’re going to think I’m about to split you in half, and I’m not going to stop until you come hard all around my dick.”
“March.” I licked my lips. Anticipation was so high I could have sworn my feet floated off the floor.
“All I need you to say is yes or no from here on out, okay?” I nodded, and his blue eyes seemed brighter, warmer. “Are you ready for this?”
“Yes,” I immediately answered with complete confidence.
“Good girl.” One side of his lips lifted, and his face dipped down to kiss my neck. I loved the feel of his chest pressed against mine. “You taste so good,” his rich voice rumbled against my flesh. March lifted me up, and I held on to his shoulders. He moved to our bed and gently set me on the mattress, his body hovering over mine, giving me just a little bit of his weight.
“I like the way you feel on top of me,” I shared quietly, and his eyes shut.
“I don’t deserve you,” he rasped. “I don’t deserve the gift you’re handing over to me.” My legs spread wider, and his hips rolled against my sex. I whimpered. The feel of his length felt so, so good, and I wanted more. I might have been a virgin, but I’d touched myself. I knew how to get myself off.
“You do, March. I…” I love you. The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I stopped myself. Oh god! I want this. “I want you,” I whimpered. March shut his eyes, and I missed that blue stare.
“I know I said I’d take this slow, but I don’t know if I can.” His words came out strained, and I realized how nervous he was.
“I don’t want slow,” I whispered against his mouth. Our lips skated over one another, and for a moment, we got lost in a deep wet kiss. “I just want you,” I moaned between kisses and felt his grip turn firmer.
His lips left mine and found their way to the crook of my neck. My head tilted, giving him access as my hands roamed his defined muscular back. His teeth scraped against my skin before he sucked and bit. I knew if he kept it up, he would leave a mark, and I loved it. I wanted it. March moved down my body. Peppering attention to the other side before moving down to my collarbone then my breasts. First the right then the left.
I writhed underneath him, rolling my hips back and forth. Rubbing myself against him. Every deep sound made me needier for more while he teased me. Foreplay was everything I had read and more, but god, I needed more. So much more. His name slipped past my lips like a prayer over and over again while everything around us started to fade away. All I could feel was March. All that existed was the two of us. My hands clenched the white sheets under me. The cool touch of the sheets and soft fragrance of the rose petals on the bed enveloped me.
His hands rested at my waist, and when our eyes locked, he pulled the strings at my hips. They snapped, and he ripped them away, leaving me bare. His hands moved between my legs, and my back arched off the mattress.
“March!”
“Just like that, sunshine. Don’t hold back. Love that sexy, innocent, dirty little mouth.”
“You. Good. God! Touch. Oh,” I rambled incoherently. I wasn’t making sense. All I could do was feel his talented fingers when they found the spot inside of me. They moved in and out of my body. My wetness sloshed around us, and it was like he thrived off the sound.
His fingers touched my clit perfectly, and when he slipped inside of me, I lost sight of his eyes. All I could do was shut my eyes and fall into the feeling of his thick digits sawing in and out of my body.
“March, honey! Oh yes! Right!” I was embarrassingly wet.
“So wet and sweet,” he growled, and that’s when he brought his mouth into the mix. The feeling of his lips pulling my clit while his fingers stretched me was too much.
“March, oh, handsome.”
“Come for me, my sweet little virgin wife. Come for me,” he demanded roughly, and I had no idea how he did it, but my body followed his orders, and I came.
Hard and high.
Fireworks burst behind my eyelids, and I cried out as my body shook. Waves of pleasure hit one after another. I gasped for air, but I didn’t have time to catch my breath when his body was over mine and his lips were pressed against mine. At some point while he’d been fingering me, he’d pulled his pants off, and he was just as naked as I was.
“You’re mine,” he panted.
I felt the thick head of his dick line up against my entrance, and when his lips touched mine, I could taste myself and him combined. I’d just had an orgasm, my first with a partner, but I was suddenly reinvigorated with renewed desire. He rolled his hips back and forth, slowly feeding his dick into my entrance little by little. Carefully. Making sure he wasn’t hurting me, but something came over me.
