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Oh, fuck—I’ve never face-planted in the middle of an orgasm before. This will be a new experience.
So be it.
But Harry’s got me. As always. He gently coaxes my legs from his shoulders, allowing the front of my body to slide down against his. When we’re eye-to-eye, he wipes his slick lips with the back of his hand and smiles. “My wife…”
“My husband…” I crash my mouth into his and we’re two monsters, devouring each other. He fingers me deeply and I work myself on his hand until the orgasm is done ripping me to shreds.
Harry plods across the room and collapses on the couch with me in his arms. I’m on top of him now, dragging my wetness back and forth on his hot, steely erection like a bitch in heat.
The fire in his eyes burns me. I’m burning up for him. There’s so much strain in his voice when he speaks. “I want you so much, I’m going crazy.” His fingers close around the base of my neck, applying pressure, and he kisses me. I like that so much.
“I’ve never been more ravenous for a man in my life,” I hear myself say against his mouth, tasting my flavor on his lips. “I’m so in love with you.”
“Tell me what you want. I’ll give you anything. I’d do anything for you,” he responds.
But after he’s been so good to me, I just want to please him. I shift backward. I can’t help but drop to my knees on the carpet, spreading his muscular thighs apart.
I look up at him from where I’m kneeling on the floor. “I just want to be here with you. Unafraid. Free. Just like this.”
Harry grabs his cock at the base. He’s dripping from the crown. He swipes his erection across my mouth, painting my lips with his precum.
I gasp, my mouth falling open, so ready to taste him. But right before I close my lips around his crown, he stops me, moving his erection away from my mouth.
“What is it?” I ask, wiping my tongue across my lips and instantly going weak at the salty tang of his precum.
He leans forward, bracing his big hands under my arms and pulling me back into his lap. “I need to fuck you, Nadia.” He buries his face in my neck and starts kissing me there. “I need to be inside you now. So I don’t lose my fucking mind. I’ve waited too damn long.”
I arch my back, pressing my hard, aching nipples against his muscular chest. “Baby, I want that, too, but…” I glance around at our surroundings. “Is this really how this is supposed to happen? Your first time?”
He chuckles softly, briefly taking one nipple into his mouth and twirling the other one between his thumb and forefinger. “What? You think I need rose petals and candlelight? Lionel Richie singing on the stereo in the background?” His eyes gleam at me with mirth.
“I dunno,” I shrug sheepishly. “I just…I thought you’d want it to be special.” He’s the king of romantic gestures, after all.
“Are you kidding me?” He tugs me close and kisses my lips. “You’re here. And you love me. And you’remine. That’s what ‘special’ means to me.” He pauses. “Youaremine, right?”
I nod softly, smiling. “I’m yours. And I love you.”
“You sure?”
“I’m sure,” I promise him.
He squeezes me tight. “Then, give me your body. Let me fuck you tonight.”
“Condom?” I ask, peering into his eyes. “I haven’t been great about taking the pill lately. Let’s just say it’s been a long time since I’ve had a reason to.”
“Shit, yes.” He virtually tosses me onto the cushions and hops over the back of the couch so fast.
I’m laughing at his eagerness. “Uh, should I follow you up to the bedroom?” I ask as he leaps toward the stairs.
He pauses, gripping the banister. “No way. You stay right there. Too many variables if we change rooms. You might get cold. Or hot. Or shy. Or change your mind about this. I’m not risking it. So you just stay right there. I’ll be right back.”
I laugh again. “For the record, I’m not changing my mind,” I call after him. No way in hell I’m changing my mind tonight. “But I’ll wait here.”
Harry is back next to me on the couch in record time with a fistful of shiny little silver packets in his hand. His eyes gleam at me in the glow of the fireplace and the Christmas lights.
“Over-ambitious, are we?” I say snarkily as he settles in next to me with the condoms.
“I like to be prepared.” He smirks, leaning back into the couch cushions. “I also think I’ll want to practice this. Again and again and again.”
