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“We have time…don’t we?” This time her secret smile is the one that says, I’m ready for anything.
My favorite one.
Working out, eating a leisurely breakfast, and dicking around in general, no longer occupy my mind. Having the woman I love underneath me does.
“Yeah,” I say thickly, placing my hands behind my head so she sees how my biceps bulge. “I guess we do have time.”
Her smile grows as she places a hand on me. Low. Dangerously low.
And yesssss…
Her thumb glides across my tip smoother than an ice skater at Rockefeller. She repeats the movement, slow strokes combined with the perfect pressure. My cock thickens inch after delicious inch. Seconds later, I’m hard, and oh so ready.
She continues as if the goal is my satisfaction. I let her think that until I’m almost there…
Then I turn the tables.
Sin lets out a yelp of surprise as I flatten her into the mattress, pressing my body the length of hers and beyond. Settling myself between the apex of her thick thighs, I enter her wet heat. My groan ends in her mouth when I latch onto her ripe lips for a kiss so deep, I swear my tongue hits the back of her throat.
Our kiss continues, tongues touching and tangling. I swell larger, filling her tightness with my hard length.
It’s so good… so damn good to be home.
I begin to move, languid thrusts that tease and tickle. Thrusts that have me digging my toes into our burnt-gold comforter. Thrusts that have Sin switching English for guttural moans. I speed up, the sloshing sounds of our arousal is the beat I do my best to maintain.
At one point, I grab the headboard and lift my feet from the mattress. I go in deep as I push… thenpullmyself inside her.
Hair tossing, lush lips ripe and parted, Sin breaks apart beneath me, and when her eyes meet mine, they reflect the image of the better man that I’ve become.
All because of her.
ROYCE
On the way to the airport, Sin reminds me not to bristle at her father’s military precision.
“When have I ever bristled?”
She finishes applying her pink lip gloss, throws it in her bag, and turns to me. Her knees, covered by her burgundy dress, brush against mine. As we picked out our clothes in the walk-in closet, she called her outfit a princess line with three-quarter sleeves.
Whatever the hell that means.
I don’t care about styles. I just like to see my future bride in a dress from time to time. They show off her fantastic legs. Legs that are strong enough to keep her upright when I take her from behind.
“Tell the truth,” she says. “Our wedding planner has boiled your balls a time or two.”
I sit back, contemplating her words. Lisa Roberts is… a dragon in stilettos to be sure. Then again, I think she has to be. Indecisive couples can take hours of time that I’m sure she doesn’t have. As a highly in demand wedding planner, we were lucky to get her. Lisa is the best friend of my former fiancée. She offered to do our wedding as a favor, and she even gave Sin and me the family and friends rate, too. The first time we met… there were fireworks, and not the good kind.
“Lisa is alright. She is tough, but she is fair. She doesn’t come close to rilin’ me up like you do.”
Yeah, my woman maddens me. Frustrates me.
She also makes me moan. Shout into the universe.
And once or twice she’s made me cry with how good it feels to be inside her.
“I only do that in the bedroom,” Sin says smugly. She pats my thigh and follows up with a suggestive rub.
That’s all it takes to jump start my cock.
