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Her cheeks, usually bright pink when we were like this, flushed red.
“Such a good fucking girl,” I continued, not needing her to answer, just knowing how wild this made her. “When you walked on that stage, I thought to myself, she’s mine. That beauty up there, she’s all mine. My woman. My wife. My Old Lady. And your speech—everyone was looking at you.Everyone. But you flashed your hand around like a good girl, letting every fucker know you were taken.” I grabbed said hand and pressed a kiss to her rings. “Who do you belong to, MaryCat?”
She mewled, “You. Always, always, you, James.”
Grunting, I took her mouth again, and this time, slower than before, we rode around the driveway.
The vibrations seemed to intensify with how slow we were traveling, and her squirming sped up as she ground into me, fucking herself on me with the help of my hog.
“I-I-I—” She groaned. “I’m gonna c-come, James.”
“Give it to me, baby. I want it. Give it to me like the good girl you are.”
She released a sharp cry as she imploded. That was when I turned off my engine, and not giving a damn about my hog for the first time in my life, I straightened up, let it drop to the gravel, uncaring about the paint job, then strode toward the house.
She jerked with surprise with each step I took, and it had her orgasm continuing until the constant caress of her cunt around my cock started to drive me insane.
Pinning her to the wall beside the front door, I took what I needed and began fucking her against it.
Sobbing when I started to thrust into her fast, she surged past the first orgasm and slid straight into the second one.
My tongue fucked her mouth at the same time, swallowing those soft cries because they belonged tome, not our neighbors, and as I exploded inside her, as she held me in an endless clasp, her fingers tightening in my hair, her arms clutching at my shoulders, her legs clinging to my hips, she pulled away to whisper the golden words...
Words I’d never, ever tire of hearing spill from her lips: “I love you.”
Fuck, I could never have known how much better that declaration would make this.
How it would be the cherry on the goddamn sundae to have her tell me that as she milked my dick of everything that I was.
But it was a bliss I’d been enjoying for months now, and one I never intended to be without again.
Sweating, overheated, wrung out, I pushed my forehead to hers. As I came, I growled, “I love you too, MaryCat. Always.”
It was the truth.
The complicated, crazy, nonsensical truth.
I was a Sinner, and she was a Five Pointer, but together, we’d forged our own path.
And we always would—got it?
