AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“It’s okay. I…want you. I’ve always wanted you. You know that. I’m just sorry.”
“Sorry about what? About getting pregnant? Why? It got you what you wanted.”
She whipped her head away from his body—he was still holding her—and said, “What I wanted?”
“Me. You’ve always wanted me.”
“Not like this.”
“Well, you got me. Now I want to make love to my wife.” He placed her on the bed as gently as he could and began to undress her. When her beautiful body had been bared to his view, he ripped his own clothes off and joined her on the bed. He forced his libido to ca
lm. He’d take her, but he’d do it slowly, gently. She deserved that much.
Even though what he wanted at this very moment was to thrust into her and declare to the world that she was his.
A wife he didn’t want.
But she was his, damn it, and the world would know it.
He kissed her again. This time gently, but insistently, nibbling across her upper lip and then her lower, running his tongue along the seam of her lips, coaxing her open. When their tongues touched, his groin burst into flames.
Just a kiss from this woman turned him to jelly.
He sucked at her tongue, swirling, coaxing, and then she did it again. She sucked his tongue into her mouth, and he went crazy. He groaned. For a woman who was a virgin a mere few weeks ago, she sure knew how to kiss him into a frenzy.
Her sweet little moans fueled his passion, and he moved on top of her, grinding his erection against her soft curves.
It was going to be so amazing. Sex without a condom. Thirty-two years old, and he’d never experienced the sensation. He’d fuck her with no barrier.
But not yet. Not until she was so soaking wet that she begged him. Then he’d take her, and they’d both soar to the moon.
Chad deepened the kiss, tasting every crevice of her sweet raspberry mouth. He cupped a breast and thumbed one perfect nipple. She wriggled under him, moaning into his mouth. His arousal grew harder. Harder than he’d ever been.
Wife.
Catie was his wife. His. No other man’s.
Before he could think, he thrust his hard cock into her moist depth.
God. This is what he’d been missing the last seventeen years? Every ridge, every soft caress of her walls gloved his cock. She moaned beneath him, her voice a soft whisper in the sanctity of their bedroom.
Their bedroom.
He wanted this to be their bedroom.
He withdrew and then thrust again. Only four thrusts and he was coming, spilling inside her.
Inside his wife. Inside his wife where his seed already was being nurtured. Nurtured into a child. His child. His and Catie’s.
Would it be little girl who looked just like her beautiful mama?
Or would it be a little boy? A little cowboy who he could teach to rope and to bust broncs. Maybe even ride a bull.
He didn’t want to withdraw. He wanted to stay embedded in her—in his wife—forever.
He withdrew.
“Chad?”
