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“Adrian?” my name breaks, falling from her lips.
I slide off my shirt next, revealing my bare chest to her and her breath catches. I toss the shirt onto the dresser, then kick off my Italian loafers, and begin to undo my belt.
Once I’m standing in my boxer briefs, I readjust my cock, and her eyes bulge, widening when she sees the thick outline hiding beneath my underwear.
Stalking forward, I crawl onto the bed until I’m settled over her, pushing her hair behind her ears, then trail my knuckles down her face. “I’m going to claim my wife and show you what life can be like with me. You’re never going to want to leave. I’ll be your home. You just have to give me a chance, Sweetness. I’ll be everything you need. Anything.” I kiss her neck, my eyes rolling back when I smell the citrus of her perfume.
I kiss her throat, dragging my lips up the elegant curve of her neck. “I can be what you need,” I whisper against her lips.
“Adrian,” she hushes, running her fingers through my hair.
I take that as the green light, crashing my mouth against hers as I take her in a heated kiss. She’s stunned for a second, but a second later, her eagerness takes over, and her inexperience only fuels me. She’s dousing kerosene on a wild blaze, and the heat is burning me from the inside out. I slide my tongue against hers and swallow her surprised gasp, groaning down her throat when she tentatively grazes hers against mine.
Fuck, she feels so perfect. I never want this night to end. I want to replay it forever, for the rest of my life.
I break away, skimming my fingers across her collarbones, and a faint blush fills her cheeks. “You’re so beautiful.” I watch as the same fingers that have suffocated a man worship her body, wanting to trace every line and curve that creates her.
I would never have thought I could be so gentle, but I’ve dreamed of this, and the last thing I want to do is hurt her.
Sitting up, I flip her onto her stomach and begin to unbutton the back of her dress. I want to rip it to pieces, but I think of her and what she wants. Maybe one day, she’ll want our daughter to have it, and that thought alone is enough for me to take a deep breath.
“Adrian, I haven’t ever—you need to know—”
I bend down and kiss the back of her neck. “I know, Sweetness. You have no idea what it does to me either, knowing I’m the only man who will ever touch you.” I slide my tongue down her spine as I drag her dress from her body. Her strapless bra comes into view, then her white, lace, cheeky underwear, and I let the dress fall to a useless pile on the floor.
I have a painting in my studio just like this.
She was on my bed, sprawled out, needing me, wanting me, dying for me to ease the ache in her body.
Who would have thought all my fantasies would come true?
“Do you want this?” I question, my hands cascading down her body, then back up, playing with the hooks of her bra.
The last thing I want is for her to regret me. Being married is one thing; giving her body to me is another.
“Yes,” she whispers, gripping the comforter in her hands.
With one hand, I unhook her bra and slide it out from under her, throwing it behind my shoulder. Needing to see her, I flip her onto her back and inhale, holding my breath when I see her perfect breasts.
I cup them, my cock jerking when I feel how soft they are, how perfect they fit in my palms. I pluck her nipples, rolling them between my calloused fingertips; she whimpers, pinching her eyes shut as sensations she’s never experienced before are overtaking her body.
“So fucking perfect, aren’t you?” I lean over and kiss her silken skin, licking the curve of her breast before sucking her nipple into my mouth, nibbling it with my teeth to create a slight sting.
“Oh my God,” she groans, burying her fingers in my hair, and her touch is nearly enough to make me come. I’ve waited so long for it, dreamed of it, and now it’s mine.
I kiss my way down her body, her stomach trembling while I nibble on her ribcage, and she gasps under me, squirming from the attention.
I make note that her ribcage is one of her hot spots. I continue my way down, hooking my fingers under her panties.
I swallow, suddenly nervous, wondering if I’m going to be able to please her how I’ve imagined it for all these years. I pull them slowly down her thighs, sliding my eyes up her body to meet hers. She’s watching me intently, nibbling her bottom lip, her breaths loud and audible. I don’t tear my eyes from her until her panties are on the floor.
Looking down, I growl when I see the trimmed hair and slick lips waiting for me. Parting her legs, I grumble in delight.
So wet.
So undiscovered.
My mouth waters and I can’t wait for a second longer. My control snaps, and I bury my face between her thighs, my tongue diving into the rich taste of her virgin hole. I groan, my eyes rolling back to my head when her taste bursts across my tongue.
