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Pretty smile. Pretty hair. Pretty eyes.
And when he saw her in that wedding dress, his heart just about stopped beating because all the blood had rushed to his dick.
Love? Maybe not.
Lust. Hell yeah.
Pulled to her as if by a magnet, Riker was suddenly standing in front of his bride. He pulled her up to stand close to him. Then Riker reached out his hand and possessively touched the silky strand of hair that curled on her breast— right above the spot where her nipple strained against the gossamer fabric of her dress. He watched in fascination as the soft strand slid through his calloused fingers. Then Riker buried his hand into the thick crown of hair and pulled it back until Gia’s head was tilted, and her eyes met his. Riker’s other hand snaked across her body until she was molded against him.
He had kissed her before.
There had been the hurried, frenzied, half drunken kisses of their night together at the club house.
Then there had been that quick, chaste kiss at City Hall.
But there had never been a kiss like this. The subtle power of Riker’s body all around her. His mouth hard on hers, probing, insistent—as if asking a question. Riker pulled Gia closer against him, the strength of his body holding her captive. The tight grip reminded her that they were now bound together. Gia wanted Riker to kiss her forever. She blocked out any thought about what this was, what it might mean, or what further mess she might create by totally surrendering to this man.
Her husband.
Gia returned Riker’s kisses until reason seeped out through her pores and she became a living pulse of deliciously, heated beats. She felt like she had fireworks going off all over her body—every nerve igniting to life.
Riker pulled Gia down to the floor, tugged off her dress and began to kiss his way down the length of her body. He stripped off her panties and moved his mouth her just above her pubic bone. Then to Gia’s pure delight, he slipped two fingers inside her warm, wet body. Gia began to writhe as her intimate muscles clenched and pulsed under his command. Then Riker halted in mid motion.
“Riker,” she moaned. “Don’t stop!”
“You sure it’s…?” He growled out. His breath hot against her skin.
“It’s what?”
“You sure that it’s okay?” Riker’s rock hard dick poked against her hip.
“Of course, I’m sure.” She panted out in small breaths.
When he hesitated further, Gia took matters into her own hands. She climbed on top of Riker and arched her back displaying her heavy breasts nicely. Then she placed her hands on Riker’s rock hard abs as she lowered herself onto him.
Gia rode Riker until every nerve ending in her body was primed and aching to explode in flashing, blinding sparks of fire.
She burned for him.
Her pussy was onfire.It was as if her lady parts had taken on a life of their own and couldn’t get enough. Her body had gone on a feeding frenzy with Riker as its prey.
What. The. Hell?
Gia had read about an increase of sexual drive during pregnancy, but this was sonic boom stuff.
That glorious feeling continued to build and intensify until it shattered her universe into a thousand flashes of light.
Afew minutes later, a very sated and stunned Riker held Gia in his arms as she drifted off to sleep.
Holy fuck.
What the hell was that?
Riker looked down at his wife while she let out a fluttered snore, her lips —all swollen and bruised from his hard kisses— were slightly open and there was a little drool starting at the corner of her mouth.
Riker thought she was goddamn adorable.
If this is what married life was going to be like, he figured he was going to like it.
