Page 93 of Claiming What's His


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My eyes fluttered closed as my arousal pulsed through my body. I slid my fingertips over my nipples, pulling them into hard peaks again and then palmed both breasts, playing with them while my husband of a few hours watched like it was the sexiest thing he had ever seen.

“Use your left hand and rub your clit.” He ordered as he continued to stroke his cock.

I slid my left hand down my body as his eyes followed it’s movement to my spread thighs and I ran the pads of my fingers over the swollen flesh of my pussy, circling them around my clit as my back bowed.

“Do you have any idea how sexy it is to watch you play with your pussy with my rings weighing down your finger; claiming you, as you pleasure yourself.” He growled, tilting his head slightly and biting his bottom lip as his nostrils flared. “So fucking beautiful Wife.”

I leaned forward enough to grab his left hand, newly weighed down with my own ring on his finger and brought it up to my breast, squeezing it under mine as he pinched my nipple. “Touch me Mav. I need you.” I whimpered as I continued to play with myself and reached for his cock, squeezing my fist around the bulbous head of him that was nearly purple with need. “Make love to me.” I begged, willing him to move over me with my eyes.

He gave in to me and laid down on top of me, letting his weight settle me into the mattress once again and kissed me deeply, tasting my lips and then my neck and chest as I reached between our bodies and led the head of his cock against my soaked opening and arched my hips to take him. “Tell me how badly you want this.” He demanded and rolled his hips to rub himself against me, but withdrew before he pushed in. “Tell me that you ache for me like I do for you.”

“Yes!” I moaned and leaned up to kiss his neck and shoulder. “I tremble with need Maverick, please don’t make me suffer any longer. Make me your wife in body and soul.”

He growled and thrust forward, filling my body with his in one achingly slow yet powerful movement. “Fuck.” He hissed and cracked his neck like the effort it took to stay slow was a whole-body decision.

I lifted my legs, locking my ankles behind the small of his back as he started a leisurely slow and passionate rhythm that was perfect. We usually fucked hard and quick, and when he was slow or gentle with me it was because he was withdrawing into himself in doubt and self-loathing. But right now, here in our bedroom on the night of our new marriage, this was perfect.

I clawed up and down his back and arms as he rode me, and he kissed my neck and breasts working me up into a frenzy of deep, erotic thrusts. Each time he bottomed out, he rolled his hips, rubbing my clit with his body and pushing me further towards my own orgasm as he called out to his own.

“So good.” I panted, “You feel so good.”

“Remember this moment Cora.” He said, stilling to take both of my hands in his and entwining our fingers where he pushed them down next to my head on the bed, anchoring us together.

“Maverick.” I moaned, turning my head from side to side as my orgasm broke over me like a tidal wave. It started at my core and washed out to my limbs, rolling over and over through my body.

“Open your eyes baby. Look at me when I make you come like this.” Maverick demanded and I opened my eyes to stare into his bright blue ones that glowed in the moonlight as he watched me shatter around him. His nostrils flared and his pupils dilated and then a moment later his spine straightened as he buried himself inside of me as deep as he could get and moaned my name over and over as he came, finding his own bliss in my body.

“Holy fuck.” I whispered and Maverick chuckled, leaning down to bury his face in my neck before rolling off of me and pulling me against his side.

“Hmm.” He agreed and ran his fingers up and down my spine. “That was otherworldly indeed Wife.”

I nibbled on the flesh of his pec, “Are you forgoing calling me Cora or Angel anymore for the word wife?”

“It has a delightful ring to it, don’t you think?”

“Yes, but I like the other names too.”

He rolled to face me and pulled my body flush to his front, his heavy cock laying between us against my stomach. “Then I will simply add it to my list of pet names for you, Angel.” He said with a devilish smile on his face before leaning forward and kissing me so deeply I lost sense of time and place as we made out like a couple of teenagers again.

“Somehow you’ve made an honest woman out of me while making me feel like a teenager and kid at heart all over again Maverick. And I never want to feel anything else when I’m in your arms.”

“Your wish is my command.”

“I need to go home in time to get a dress for Luke’s memorial Saturday.” I said from my perch on the couch in Maverick’s office. He sat at his desk doing a bit of work, and I was laying out reading a book I found in the library.

A whole ass library.

In my home.

I pinched myself occasionally to remind myself that this was real, and it was mine.

Maverick was mine.

And my God, he looked so damn good being mine too.

It was Wednesday, we’d been on our honeymoon for four days and I’d be lying if I said the idea of going back to the city and back to normal life didn’t sadden me a bit. He looked up from his computer and peered at me a moment before standing up and walking around his desk. He wore a pair of black athletic shorts and nothing else and he looked… edible.

His tan muscular chest rippled as he prowled across the room towards me and I bit my lip, lying in wait to be consumed as prey.

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