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“Evan,” she sobs as my fingers toy with her clit. I can play Em’s pussy like a video game set to easy mode at this point. I make her come again just because I can—and because I like the way it makes her entire fucking body shake. “Evan, fuck me. Please, please, please, please—”
“Who fucking knew?” I laugh, slipping my tongue back out of her ass. “I never dreamed I would have such a polite wife.”
“You don’t,” she growls. “Fucking fuck me already!”
I lick my lips as I shift back, looking her over.
“I’ll do better than just fuck you,” I tell her, grabbing her hip and pushing her onto her back again.
Seeing Em like this, all wet and wanton and slutty and still entirely, completely my bride…
I just added another item to my honeymoon checklist.
And I think it just might be my favorite to-do yet.
Five
Emilia
My husband wrestles me down, pinning me against the mattress, and (graciously, might I add)—I let him.
Okay, well, I couldn’t stop him if I wanted to…
but I don’t want him to.
I’m a fucking winner. Always have been, always will be.
But for once in my life, I actually want to lose.
His lips are burning as they crush mine. The night may be cool, but his skin is like fire. Not even the breeze coming off of the ocean can cool the heat of his body…
Or the heat of his passion. Evan is moving against me like never before.
I’ve had him steamy. This is far from the first time I’ve had him all hot and heavy, believe me.
It’s different this time.
There’s heat, and then there’s fucking heat.
Evan’s kisses this time around make every other kiss between us seem like jalapeño peppers. These kisses? They’re Carolina ghost reapers.
It’s not just his kisses, though. It’s the wanting. The sheer fucking need for him. It ripples through me with every caress, every squeeze, again and again at every point of contact between his skin and mine.
We’re burning, but we’re burning together.
“Take me already,” I growl at him.
“Fucking beg for it then,” he purrs at me with a sneer.
We’re drunk. God, we’re so fucking drunk. I’m not even sure how much of this is tequila at this point, and how much is just pure fucking pheromones.
But I want him.
I want him bad.
It’s not just the tequila talking.
Tequila is an enabler at best at this point.
