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Her cheeks were red, her lips trembling with hesitance.
Love was a wonderful feeling, but it was also fucking terrifying.
“I love you, Elias. I think I’ve gone crazy.”
“I’ve been called insane my entire life, Ramona. You are not crazy,” I promised her.
She didn’t look like she believed me. “What am I then?”
“Obviously mine,” I answered immediately. Feeling in a pretty good mood, I closed the distance between us and picked her up much to her dismay. “Now I want to spend the rest of the night appreciating my wife wholovesme dearly.”
Sounded so good to say that out loud. Might have to say it a few more times before I called it a night.
Ramona grunted when I dropped her onto our bed. Grinning down at her, I knew nothing could possibly ruin my mood. I plucked her underwear off, fighting off the urge to shred it from her body.
“You’re too much,” she murmured as she watched me undo my belt. She had no reason to feel embarrassed. Soon, she would be too preoccupied to worry about anything other than my hands and the way I touched her.
Stripping away the last layer of clothing that got in my way, I enjoyed the way her eyes took me in. Drinking in my appearance, I let her soak up the view until she was satisfied.
“I remember the first time I saw you, I thought you were beautiful,” she admitted as her eyes shamelessly lowered. “I’m happy to admit that my feelings haven’t changed.”
I got on the bed, immediately crawling toward her. “First time I saw you, I thought you were a figment of my imagination.”
She laughed, shaking her head. “I also thought you were pretty crazy.”
“For you, I’m insane, darling.” Flattening her against the bed, I tucked my body between her thighs. “Absolutely mad.”
And she loved me despite my flaws. What a turn-on.
While Ramona wrapped her arms around my neck to pull me down to her lips, I worked on making my way inside her. While she nipped at my mouth and buried her fingers through my hair, I tried to keep myself grounded.
This wasn’t a dream or a fantasy. Ramona was here in the flesh with only my name on her tongue.
I didn’t just want to fuck my wife, I planned onworshipingher. If I didn’t have every inch of her memorized by the end of the night, then I didn’t do her enough justice.
She let out a cute exhale when I slid deep. Still slick from my exploring fingers, I eased my way inside. While her thighs hugged my hips to keep me in place, I couldn’t stop a chuckle from slipping out.
Ramona felt better than I could’ve ever imagined. While her walls wrapped perfectly around my cock, shaped like she was made for me, she kept my mouth busy. What a beautiful, haunting, woman.
When she pulled from my mouth, a grin formed. Watching me with glistening eyes, a moan fell from her lips after only a few strokes. She then reached forward, flattening her hand against my chest. I didn’t expect her to suddenly push me.
Before I could ask what she was trying to do, I was pressed against my mattress. Ramona moved quickly, straddling my hips.
“Do you plan on taking over? This is not how I pictured our first time together.” I asked, a smirk tugging onto my lips. Of course, all my amusement seeped away when she slid down my length.
Her hands pressed against my chest, using my body as support. Her smile remained as she looked down at my twisting expression.
“You’ve really thrown yourself into making me happy,” she explained before shifting, “now I want to return the favor. Is this alright?”
Was having a front-row seat at watching Ramona use me for her own pleasurealright?
“It’s perfect.” The answer came out strained as she continued moving. A dream come true.
Hips rocking and nails pressing against my chest, Ramona went from watching my pleasure to getting lost in her own.
It took an effort to let her have control. I ached to lift my hips, fucking her from our current position. While I wanted to make her scream my name, her pacing movement brought me closer and closer to my own release.
We had barely even started. We also had an entire night to have fun. Yet, if she continued being so fucking mesmerizing with all her breathy moans and soft sighs, I wouldn’t survive half of it.
