Page 100 of Everlasting Vows

Abbi lifts her hips and I grab the base of my dick, slicking it through Abbi’s slit until I find her opening. Her chest rises and falls with panting breaths as she sinks down on me, taking every single inch and sheathing me inside her perfect heat.

Gravelly need rushes through my body, forcing a groan over my lips. Abbi’s eyes flutter and fall closed as her mouth drops open, bliss overtaking her features. When her head lolls back, elongating her throat like an offering, I can no longer lie passively. I crunch upward and slide my fingers through Abbi’s gorgeous hair, grasping a handful and tugging her head back further. I take a moment to observe my wife: the pink flush of her skin, her pebbled nipples, and the arousal exuding from her.

So fucking beautiful.

And mine.

I nip at the base of her throat, then suck the spot, repeating the action until her throat is dark pink from my attention. Using my hold on her hair, I tip her face down and take her mouth in a hungry, messy kiss. She rolls her hips and my eyes disappear into the back of my head.

She’s so damn good at being on top.

Heat gathers between us; our skin growing damp with perspiration as we fall deeper into our lust. I drop my mouth to Abbi’s breast, swirling my tongue around her peaked nipple, before treating it to the same bites and sucks I used on her throat. She arches her back, pushing her breast further into my mouth, and I suck harder. Abbi’s fingers find purchase in my hair, and she grips the short strands as if she fears I’ll stop.

Rolling her hips in a seductive dance, Abbi almost makes me lose focus. The springs of the mattress squeak as she moves, adding to the sounds of her whimpers and my grunts.

I peel my mouth away so I can kiss my way across to her other breast, but before I take it into my mouth, I pause for a moment. “Take me deeper, Abs.”

Twisting us around so I can place my feet on the floor for better leverage, Abbi presses her pelvis deep into mine, taking me deeper. I reward her with a hard suck to her other nipple, sending her back arching and a moan rasping up her throat. Her pussy clenches around me and I hold my breath to stave off my release.

Too soon.

I hold her hips, squeezing them firmly—“Stay just like this,” I growl—to hold her still so I can focus on her breasts. I used to make her come like this; let’s see if I’ve still got the touch. When she acknowledges my request with a nod, I release my grip and bring my hands up to cup her full, firm breasts.

I mold them in my hands, massage them lovingly, then dip my head to kiss them thoroughly. Pinching and squeezing her sensitive buds, I suck and bite, tease and caress. Her pussy tightens around me, letting me know she’s getting close. Locking my eyes on Abbi’s warm brown irises, I take as much of her breast as I can into my mouth and suck hard, then tease her nipple with my tongue.

She arches her back, pressing her gorgeous tit into my mouth. Her hands dive into my hair, and she holds me tight as if scared I’ll stop. “Nix,” she moans and rolls her hips. “I-I’m so close.”

I know.

I double down, ensuring I pay equal attention to both breasts. Her walls flutter, tightening around my dick. I push how amazing it feels to the background so I can get her there. Rolling her taught nipple between my fingers, I nip the gorgeous bud that’s in my mouth, and her pussy locks tight as a long, gasping moan fills our bedroom. Her hips jerk as I tease her breasts through her orgasm. I can’t tear my eyes from her. She looks like a goddess as she falls apart on my lap, her skin flushed with her arousal, eyes held closed as she reaches her climax.

She yanks my head up and takes my mouth in a ferocious kiss full of pure need. I give as good as I get, tugging her against me so there’s no space between us. I wrap my arms around her, tangling my fingers in her hair to hold her mouth to mine. She rocks her hips and I groan into her mouth. It was a lesson in control to hold on while she came around me, so I’m not going to last long with her kissing me like I’m the beginning and ending of everything as she rocks on my lap.

I push my feet into the hardwood floor and stand with Abbi in my arms. Her hold tightens around my shoulders, and her legs strangle my waist. Twisting around, I lay her down on the bed and come down on top of her, still connected, still kissing. I push in to the hilt as if I can become part of Abbi if only I can bury myself as deep as possible inside her. The feeling of her tightening around me is unreal. I used to think I could live inside her, but that’s not practical, and life gets in the way.

Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I pump my hips, plunging deep inside my wife. My wife. A grunt bursts out of me when I think about how I almost lost her. I push deeper still, trying to shove the intrusive thought away. She’ll always be my wife.

I haven’t lost her, and I’m going to do everything I can to keep her.

Wrapping my arms beneath her shoulders, we roll our hips together in perfect synchronicity. Our lips part to catch our breath, but we stay close, our noses touching. I love how she looks like this. Her cheeks flushed and dewy; pupils dilated, mouth parted. “You’re so damn sexy,” I murmur, then lean in to resume our kiss.

She smiles against my mouth, her nose crinkling as if she doesn’t believe me. Leaning back, she shakes her head. “You’re the sexy one. The way your muscles tense and glisten.” She grins, raising an eyebrow at me. “Your mouth. Your fingers. Your dick.” A hum vibrates at the back of her throat. “So sexy.” Her lips brush mine with every word she delivers and need scrapes its way down my spine.

I nip her lower lip. “We’ll have to agree to disagree on that one,” I grumble, then tangle my tongue with hers so she can’t respond. Heat grows and expands between us. I roll my hips again and am rewarded with her pussy tightening around my length.

Trying to slow down until Abs catches up is like being inside a torture chamber. My impending orgasm is begging for release. We kiss deeply, our hands restless and roving over each other’s heated flesh. I trace the contours of her body while she traces mine. Our hips meet and separate while breathy moans and groans fill our bedroom along with the sound of squeaky bed springs.

We need a new bed.

“Deeper,” Abbi moans on a panting breath.

I slide my hand down her back, gripping her plump ass, and tilting her hips forward. I push in. Hard. Hitting her deep. Exactly how she wants it. A gravelly moan tracks up her throat, puffing over her lips. My heart pounds like thunder with my exertion, and my balls are ready to explode, but I hold off.

Still not deep enough. I grip her thigh and position her leg over my shoulder, bringing my pelvis tighter against hers. I pump, snapping my hips forward with power.

My muscles draw tight as I drop my head into the crook of Abbi’s neck and bite her gently. She cries out as her pussy tightens around my cock in rhythmic waves. Heat shoots down my spine and my balls draw up. I bury myself as deep as possible and grit my teeth as my orgasm overwhelms me. Groaning, I slow my movements as the tension in my body unravels.

Our mouths meet in a slow, sexy kiss as our bodies ride the high we’ve crested. Her walls pulse around me, holding me hostage in the best possible way. I press down, giving Abbi more of my weight. Her leg tightens around my hips, while her hands slowly stroke up and down my back in a soothing, gentle glide. We pull apart, gasping in much-needed air, and I kiss my way across her jaw to behind her ear and down her throat. She tips her head back, offering me better access, and I suck on her fast-fluttering pulse.