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So I lay back and closed my eyes.
Chapter 35
Antonio
Paradise was between my new bride’s thighs.
I had no doubt. There was no place better I had ever been. Hell, I hadn’t even imagined that anything could be so sweet.
Anyone.
Evangeline was so shy, so delicate. She was nervous and shocked and so responsive it was making my toes curl up and down as I anticipated what was to come.
I was going to put myself inside her. And it was going to be epic. I knew it in my gut. Even kissing her, holding her, was beyond the normal range of human emotion. Eating her sweet pussy was off the charts. Actually fucking her . . . making love to her? Hell, there was no chart for that.
I groaned as her gorgeous pussy started to convulse against my lips. She had no idea what was happening. I was the one in control. I had total control over her. And yet, I’d never felt more like I was meant to serve.
My own pleasure was secondary. Making Evie come was reward enough. It was crazy, but I’d never felt more satisfied. Fuck, I was goddamn triumphant!
“Evie.” I groaned as I slid a finger inside her. She was still too tight. I would hurt her if I tried to put myself inside her now. I cursed and pulled her clit into my mouth, reaching up to pull on her nipples with one hand.
Yeah, I was pretty much a circus contortionist at this point. I’d never worked harder in my life. But when she started to convulse around my one lucky finger, it was more than worth it.
“That’s it,” I murmured encouragingly. “Reach for it, sweetheart.”
I slipped a second finger inside her as she started to come again. Evie was so tight, I knew I would hurt her if I didn’t prepare her. But it wasn’t a hardship. I’d wanted to see her and taste her since the moment I saw her.
Making her come was pretty much the greatest thing I’d ever done in my life. And I was going to be doing a lot of it.
A feeling of satisfaction washed over me, better than any other sense of accomplishment or pleasure I’d ever experienced. I was the first to see her this way. And I would be the last.
It was like having a fucking Rembrandt in your house that no one else ever saw. A masterpiece. Something so rare and beautiful you could not help but treasure it.
I hooked my fingers inside her, trying to help open her. I had no choice. She was too new, her passage too narrow. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. I swirled my fingers, spreading her just little bit more. I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue, strumming it with a rapid, light touch. I reached up with my other hand to tug on her nipples, and that was it. My virgin wife was coming again.
I lapped at her juices, desperate for them. I eased a third finger inside her and groaned at the feeling of her slick walls undulating against my hand. That was it. It was time.
I reached down to tug my pants free, unable to tear my eyes off the dazed beauty before me. She was perfect. A classical beauty. A soft, sweet, and willing woman. It was true that this was all new to her, but she was so natural and pure that it was already the greatest sex of my life. I’d never been with anyone as special as Evie before. No one nearly as beautiful. Or with someone I cared about, let alone loved. It didn’t even compare.
It felt a bit like we were both doing this for the first time. Thankfully, one of us knew what to do. I grunted as I climbed on top of her, feeling her glorious tits against my chest for the first time. Her skin felt like warm, living silk against mine. There was nothing like it.
And things were about to get a whole lot more intimate.
I reached down and guided my aching cock to her pussy. I hissed in pleasure as skin met skin. I heard a delicate whimper as I rubbed the tip of my cock against her plump little pussy lips. I pressed forward, staring into her eyes. This was it. I was finally making Evie mine.
Chapter 36
Evangeline
“Try not to move, sweetheart.”
I slid my arms around Tony’s neck and nodded. He was straining above me, his hips gliding forward a tiny bit at a time. His shaft was spearing me, forcing me to open to him.
I’d never felt so full in my life. It was overwhelming. But it didn’t hurt.
No. Tony’s body inside mine felt amazing. More than that. It felt profound. It felt exquisite.
“I have to . . . Christ, sweetheart, you feel so good. I have to . . .” He closed his eyes, pulling out a little bit. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
