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“Sebastian…” Her breath sounds choppy and desperate again. I hear the whine in her voice.
“I’m going to take these off.” I tug on her underwear, peeling them down until they’re barely covering her mound. “I want to see your pussy. I want to pet it and get my tongue on it before I make you mine.”
She bites her lip. I see the struggle on her face. Then finally, she nods and lifts her hips. “I want you inside me. Please.”
I’m not giving her a chance to second-guess herself. Instead, I tear the panties down her legs, toss them away, and stare at her puffy pink pussy shielded by a sparse shock of bright red hair.
No fucking way I can stay away from her now. I remember how she tasted that dark night when I could hardly see more than the outline of her curves. But visually feasting on every part of Sloan… It’s a turn-on beyond anything I could have imagined.
“Spread your legs for me, wife,” I manage to growl out as I pounce between her thighs, in one movement parting her folds with my fingers and plowing her with my tongue.
With a shocked gasp, she cries out and grabs hold of my hair, her thighs tensing on either side of my head. When I circle her little bud once, twice, her hips buck. Her clit swells. Her head falls back to the pillow. And she cries out like she’s dying for more.
That makes two of us.
Taking her thighs in my grip, I lift them over my shoulders and grasp Sloan’s hips, opening my whole mouth over her, sucking in as much of her as I can.
She jolts and twists, mewling as she fists the sheets.
“Had anyone ever eaten this pussy before I did in that hotel room?”
“No,” she pants out.
Maybe it makes me a caveman, but that’s what I wanted to hear. “You’re mine. Scream for me.”
Sloan tries to pull my hair again and instead scratches at my scalp. “I don’t think I can stop myself.”
Jubilation spikes and pride swells as I fit my mouth over her slick nub again and prod at her opening with my fingers. One slides in easily. Two is a damn tight fit. But the way she clamps down on my digits, her body frantically gripping me as if she’s desperate for relief… If I don’t get these fucking pants off and work my way inside her soon, I’ll lose my mind.
But right now is about getting my wife ready to take me deep in what I hope will be the first time for the rest of our lives, so I twist my fingers and curl them up to find the soft tissue directly behind her clit. I rub in urgent strokes that match the lashes of my tongue on her hard bud.
Head to toe, her body goes tense. She holds her breath. Her legs straighten. Her back bows. Her clit turns to stone. And she lets loose a feminine howl from deep in her chest as she screams my name. Her body jolts and her pussy clenches as I take her through the long climax, keeping at her until she sags back to the mattress with a long, spent breath. “Oh, my god.”
I work my way up her body, kissing all the places I missed before, like the undersides of her breasts and the valley in between. I lick her nipples and suck at her neck, tasting the salty tang of her perspiration. The scent of strawberries is impossibly stronger now that she’s come. Just the smell makes me harder than I’ve ever been.
The alarm on my phone peals. I yank it from my pocket and turn off the annoyingly insistent chime. “It’s been ten minutes.” And I’ve wrung one orgasm out of her. With another five minutes, I could make it two. But it’s her call. “Sloan?”
She sighs. “You win. I want you.”
I try not to be deterred that she didn’t ask me to make love to her. I have to look on the bright side; she didn’t demand that I fuck her. She wants me, and for now that has to be enough.
On the nightstand, I grope for the gift basket Nia and Evan left us and pull a condom free. “I’m clean. I just had a physical last month, and I haven’t had sex with anyone since I met you. Are you on the pill?”
She shakes her head. “I never had a reason.”
If I can get her to admit that she loves me, too, we’ll talk about kids and when to have them. Right now, I don’t want to push her and I don’t want to risk her conceiving if she’s only going to leave me.
I wriggle out of my pants and slide on the condom, pressing her back into the mattress with my body and rocking my stiff cock between her legs. Beneath me, she stiffens and gasps, then raises to meet me with something between an exhalation and a cry.
“Ready, baby?” I can’t help noticing how blue her eyes are when she’s aroused. She’s so beautiful, my heart is already chugging double time—and I haven’t even worked my way inside her.
“Please…” Her eyes slide shut as she tosses back her head, unconsciously giving me the vulnerable curve of her throat.
“I’m going to make you feel so good, baby.” I align my crest at her opening and sink into her hot, gripping depths one agonizing inch at a time. Finally, I press my hips all the way forward and bottom out inside her.
“Bas!” she wails as I prod a spot so deep I can feel how full I’ve packed her.
God, she’s perfect. I haven’t even started a rhythm yet, but my eyes are already rolling in the back of my head as I absorb just how fucking good she feels. My impatient body wants to sink into her over and over before drowning us both in ecstasy.
