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He drew her against him, diving into her, reaching her center. After a few more thrusts, her muscles clamped on his fingers. With a strangled cry, Selena’s world exploded. Her hips bucked wildly, finding the end to her climax. Her juices surrounded his fingers.

Owen withdrew his creamy prize and licked his fingers, all the while staring at Selena. She licked her lips. He took one last taste of her release before kissing her again. As their tongues dueled, Owen got on top of Selena, spreading her legs further to accommodate his body. In one swift motion, he was buried to the hilt. Without a second’s pause, he started a ruthless pace, pounding in her, balls slapping her sensitive flesh.

Selena did not hold back, whispering words of encouragement as he thundered into her. He wanted to hear her call out his name once again. It was the greatest feeling in the world, being inside his wife. His engorged cock slid along her smooth canal. It was almost more than he could take, but Owen was determined to hold off on his orgasm for as long as he could. Of course, this would not be their only coupling. Oh no, he planned on keeping Selena in his bed for the next several hours—or forever, if she let him.

“Let me hear you. I want us to come together. God, Selena you are perfect.” His chest grew tight with emotion. He wanted to say those three words, ached to voice his true feelings, but he feared Selena would not reciprocate.

He slowed his motions momentarily, gazing down at the woman underneath him. Her breasts heaved from the exertion and her brow glistened with sweat. Dots of pink shaded her cheeks, while her eyes were half-closed, laden with lust. No, nothing else in the world compared.

“Touch me, Owen. I’m so close.” He found her swollen bud just above where their bodies met. As he withdrew his cock, he rubbed the nub, causing Selena to arch her back. Then he plunged back inside her. Over and over, he toyed with her.

Finally, she pulled him down so their lips met. She combed her fingers through his hair, holding onto him like an anchor as she rode his hand and shaft to completion. Selena dug her nails into his scalp as she clenched around his cock. The sting of pain made him lose his mind and control. The end was now. With a final thrust, he released his seed deep inside Selena as she came around him.

All the energy drained from his body, and Owen lay on top of Selena. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. When he found enough strength, Owen rolled off Selena, but did not loosen his hold on her.

* * *

Selena lay lovingly enfolded in Owen’s arms. Her mind reeled from what they had just shared. It had been a mixture of primal need and sweet tenderness. Even now, her skin prickled from the remembrance of his hands and mouth. Nothing could have prepared her for the emotions that welled up inside her. When he had entered her, she’d felt complete.

“How are you feeling? I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

She smiled at the hint of worry in Owen’s voice. “No,” Selena reassured him, “I’m well.” His arm tightened around her.

“I will let you rest—for now.” The promise of more made her body hum in anticipation.

The day finally caught up with Selena, and she drifted off to sleep. Some time later, she wasn’t sure when, she ended up on her side, nestled with her back against Owen’s broad chest. Something stirred at the edge of her consciousness. A second of confusion quickly cleared when she recalled where she was and who she was with.

The world came into focus. Owen had a hand between her legs, fondling her slick entrance. The tip of his cock teased her buttock, ready for its turn. She sighed, letting the wave of contentment wash over her. The hairs on her arms stood on end when he put a digit inside her. A low moan rumbled in her throat.

“Did I wake you?” he seductively said in her ear with a chuckle.

“I believe that was your intention, sir.”

“Indeed, it was. I thought you had ample time to rest before we took up where we left off.”

“How long did I sleep?”

Owen did not stop his ministrations as they spoke. “I’m not sure. We slept for a few hours, but I think you are ready for more.” He playfully bit her shoulder as he added another finger. Selena’s head fell back as she spread her legs, gladly accepting Owen’s skillful digits.

“Do you like that?”

“I like everything you do. I must write a note thanking Madame Crenshaw for your lessons.”

Owen laughed. “I’m sure that will be the first time a wife has thanked her for letting her husband come to her establishment.” He increased the pace. “But rest assured, I shall never need their services again. You are the only woman I desire.”

With those words, he grabbed her upper leg at the knee and splayed her legs wide open. It was then that Selena looked across the room and noticed the dressing mirror, which was angled so that she could see them together. Did Owen notice?

It was erotic watching in the reflection as Owen pumped his fingers in and out of her nest of curls. She watched as she rocked her hips in time with Owen’s movements. The image heightened her arousal. Her channel ached hungrily for his cock. The member in question glided along the crease of her bottom as Owen mimicked the motion he would do once inside her.

Selena threw her arm behind her, grabbing the pulsating piece of manhood and squeezing gently. The veins rippled under her hand as she rubbed down his length. When she got to the top, she swiped her thumb over the mushroom tip. Was that moisture? Owen growled, just as lost in the moment as she was.

“Christ woman, you will be the death of me.”

“I hope not.”

She peered back at the mirror.

“Do you enjoy watching me play with you?” he whispered as he met her gaze in the mirror.

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