Page 10 of A Very Surrey SFS Christmas

“Shall I come inside or out?”

Grateful for his thoughtfulness, she wanted another child but didn’t want to risk a second pregnancy just yet, Madeline whispered, “Outside please. Until Jessica is older.”

“As you wish, sweetheart,” said Ethan, as slowly, so slowly he pushed the head of his engorged cock inside her. “There, now.”

The sensation nearly took her breath away, and she moaned at the fullness, the sheer size of him as he advanced inward until he was embedded to the hilt. Good grief. Even with her own arousal, she was grateful for the assistance of the oil. When he took her from behind, somehow his cock always felt even bigger, that he surged even deeper.

As though he had all the time in the world, Ethan held his cock inside her without moving, forcing her to feel every inch of him. Then his hand slid down so he could flick her clitoris with just the tip of his finger.

Despite her efforts to stay quiet, a sobbing wail escaped. How could this feel so damned glorious? Yet soon it felt even better as he began to move, smoothly withdrawing before pushing forward again in a steady cadence designed to steal her wits. In retaliation, Madeline clenched her inner muscles around him.

Ethan gasped, his big hand gripping her hip. “Naughty.”

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, my lord,” she said innocently, doing it again.

But he knew what she liked. His mouth latched onto the delicate curve of her neck and shoulder, the heel of his hand pressed hard against her clitoris, and he plunged his cock inside her with short, deliciously barbaric thrusts until she orgasmed again, her back arching hard against his chest. Ethan’s breathing sped up, he groaned in her ear, and seconds later he yanked himself out of her cunt and spurted his hot seed against the small of her back.

“Sweetheart…” he murmured, as his hand covered hers and interlaced their fingers. “I love you. And can categorically state this Christmastide will be the very best yet.”

“I love you, Ethan. For everything. For always.”

Indeed, the marriage of one former Wicked Widow and one scholarly viscount could only be described as…

Sheer bliss.