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They shared loving kisses while he remained still so she could adjust, but dammit, all he wanted to do was rut like an animal and feel how those snug walls creased up around his cock. Seb supported himself with his arms as all the blood from his racing heart surged to throb at the base of his swollen erection. She was so wet and hot, he was sure to embarrass his endurance this first time. Her pussy was strangling the thick tip, making the constriction so good.

His movements were precise, increasing in speed slightly with each repetition.

Sunny made him laugh when she was convinced she would split in two. Each time, she hitched her inhale and looked at him with startled yet aroused eyes, like she couldn’t believe they were fucking.

As he nudged down to the bottom of her again, she moaned, and the noise ramped up Seb’s arousal.

It was twin agony and bliss, and she wheezed his name on an exhale that Seb swallowed in a crushing kiss.

“I couldn’t have asked for a better pussy,” he praised. “You’re perfect, Sunny. Take a little more, baby. You’re doing sowell.”

Her hands clawed around his neck as she undulated beneath him. “You don’t have to go easy,” she panted, and because Seb was triggered to please her, he shoved forward with a grunt and stuffed his wife with his over-enthusiastic length, and all the air left her lungs on a cry.

“Look at me, Sunny.” He rasped. “That’s it, you took everything, good girl. Are you okay?”

His praise made her blush. “I’ll be better when you move faster.”

That’s what Seb did.

He railed his wife with all the pent-up, held-back passion he’d kept locked up forever. He fucked her with everything he had, using a hand to hold her knee close to his chest; he angled down and watched Sunny’s eyes turn inward, and her lips opened with soundless cries. That’s what he was chasing, her fucking pleasure.

The world dimmed around his vision while he thrust the cries of bliss out of Sunny. Giving her the entire length of himself.

All he saw was her.

All Seb tasted and felt was Sunny’s goodness surrounding him.

Thrust after thrust, he praised. “This incredibly tight little pussy… sucking my cock in so deep…”

The end was growing closer, and Seb’s movements were feral as he growled, watching himself enter her slowly. It was a perfect sight, one he’d remember on his deathbed.

Giving a harder push. “So wet for your husband, aren’t you?”

Her screams enhanced the pleasure as she came, and Seb bottomed out until his neck corded and his vision got raggedy around the edges.

“Oh, fuck.” He grunted. “Baby.My fucking wife.”

His skull-rattling orgasm was a violent, unstoppable eruption, a raging inferno.

Words wouldn’t roll off his tongue while he was feeling like a sappy bitch with his emotions split wide open.

That’s why he hadn’t felt the urge to screw around in different beds, he realized, as his heart ranged down a level.

It was unbelievable to think he could become more obsessed with her now he’d felt her from the inside, because the level of infatuation was dangerously high already. Still, he knew he’d just unlocked a new level.

“Finally got you,” she laughed lightly, looking like the cat who’d got the cream.

Seb dropped his head and met her lips.

“You’ve always had me, sunbeam. I’m yours until the end of fucking time. Now, start fluttering those pussy muscles. Get me hard. We got a lot of time to make up for.” He rasped, licking his way into her lax mouth when she moaned. “You told me recently you had a long list of shit you wanted to try on my body.”

She purred, making his existence all the richer. “I want to do that again and again and again.”

Seb groaned, dropping his head to the crook of her warm neck; he inhaled and fell deeper in love with his little brat wife. The woman was going to exhaust him. And here he was, packing his suitcase for the journey, with a grin on his smug, sex-soaked face.

TWENTY-FIVE

Sunshine