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“Get them off,” she cried, dropping her forehead to mine.
Her eyes were screwed shut and her hands moved as if she was in a panic, up and down my chest to dig her fingers into my shoulders.
“My wild little girl,” I said. “Do you mean my jeans or your panties?”
“Both. Hurry.” She yanked at my shirt, popping all the buttons as I’d told her, then leaned down to kiss my neck and chest.
“Okay,” I said, suddenly as frenzied as she was. My sweet little voracious virgin was driving me crazy.
I got my jeans open and shoved her panties to the side, my cock just inches from ramming into her slippery, wet pussy. “Damn it,” I said. “Condoms. I left them in the car like an asshole.”
She shook her head, kissing me deeply and grinding her slick folds against my shaft. “No, I can’t wait. Just this once. Just—” she pulled back, her eyes widening. Her cheeks flamed. “You want to come inside me, don’t you? Won’t my tight pussy feel so good without one of those things?”
For a split second, I feared entrapment. I didn’t want a kid—not in this situation. But she was right, and my mind stopped working at the thought of her riding me, feeling every bit of her wet heat taking my cock. I swore, then groaned when she wrapped her soft fingers around my shaft, stroking me in long, slow movements.
“Jesus, you’re already a pro,” I said, thrusting my fingers inside her. So tight, so wet. I wanted it, yes I did.
“I aim to please,” she said, rolling her thumb over my tip and making me pulse in her hand.
With an inward curse and outward growl, I lifted her hips and slammed her down on me, every inch of my cock sinking deep inside her. She gasped and grabbed my shoulders, letting her head fall back.
“Oh, that’s just what I wanted,” she said.
Gripping her hips, I helped her move, balanced precariously as we were on the kitchen chair, the remnants of her home-cooked meal behind her. I pulled her hair all the way out of the bun, breathing in her shampoo scent mixed with the slightly musty air of the motel and the sunshine and grass at the airfield. A perfect day, and a perfect way to end it.
“This one’s going to be quick, baby,” I told her. “It’s just what you do to me.”
“Touch me,” she pleaded, taking my hand and guiding it to her core.
I eased my fingertips against her clit, gritting my teeth as she clenched around my cock. I circled and kneaded until she was gasping, then biting my shoulder. A sob escaped her as she bounced harder and faster against me. Holy shit did I love driving deep inside her.
The moment she cried out, her pussy was like a vice. I let my head drop back, still guiding her movements until I couldn’t hold on another second.
“I’m going to come inside you, just like you wanted,” I said. “Hold on tight.”
With barely focused eyes, she smiled weakly at me, her pussy still pulsing as I shot my seed deep inside her, roaring loud enough to shake the chandelier above our heads.
We ended up plastered together, tipping off the chair and onto the granite tiles. I wrapped my arm around her to protect her head and she landed with a thump on top of me, all giggles and smiles.
“You’re so beautiful.” The words just came out of me. She wrinkled her nose and I tugged on her hair. “You know you are. Don’t act like I’m the first one who’s told you.”
“I like it the best when you tell me, though,” she said, her sweetness almost overwhelming me. Not an ice queen at all right now. I’d thoroughly thawed her.
I stood up, carrying her with me. A dingy motel was one thing. I wasn’t going to let her hang out on the floor. “If this is what our honeymoon’s going to be like, I could take off more time,” I said, carrying her up the stairs.
She half-heartedly wiggled to get down but I held on tight, liking the feel of her cradled in my arms.
“Take off all the time you want,” she said, sighing against my shoulder. Then, yawning so big I almost feared she’d take my head off.
“Come along, let me tuck you in bed,” I said.
“Are we really going to sleep together?” she asked, with the mocking tone I found so charming.
“It wasn’t my choice to sleep apart,” I reminded her. Before she could make a face, I kissed her and laid her on the bed, rolling her to the side like a ragdoll when I whipped back the covers. Once she was under them, I kissed her again and got in beside her.
“Good night, husband,” she said, her cheeks turning pink even as her eyes closed and she sank her head against my chest.
I stroked her arm, smiling when I heard her soft, even breathing. I was about to fall asleep along with her when I heard a quiet buzz from the bedside table drawer. My secret phone, which I needed to remember to put on silent now that my wife and I were sharing a room.
