Page 173 of On Cloud Nine


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“I am,” I heave. Matthew’s cock grows bigger and bigger with every stroke.

He unlatches from my wrists, and I take my arms back into my possession. My muscles are sore, but I hike up onto my forearms, staring ahead.

Matthew grips my ass, digging his nails into my skin as he takes over my ragged rocking. He angles his cock deeper into me and, with punishing strokes, tempts another orgasm from me.

“My.”

Thrust.

“Precious.”

Thrust.

“Wife.”

I howl, loud and animalistic. I let him ravage me.

“Are you going to take every drop of cum that’s about to fill you up?” His hips slam against me viciously.

“I want it.” My moans grow louder.

Involuntarily, my walls tighten around him. My own demise, so close. He feels incredible. My eyes burn. My spit drips down my chin.

“I’d spend my whole life chasing you.”

My husband.

My safety.

My Matthew.

“I’m right here,” I say to him and myself.

The words shatter us both. My climax rocks me to my core, sending my soul into fragments. My muscles go slack, and I fully collapse onto his coat as Matthew’s hot release empties inside of me.

He pulls out of me, drapes my coat over me, and cuddles me in his arms, planting a string of kisses across my damp face.

“I love you.” He cups the side of my neck. “Was that how it played out in your book, darling?”

“My book barely compares to how amazing that was. I’ve never been happier.”

“Let’s get you home, and I can spend the rest of the day taking care of you and keeping you warm.”

Matthew gently tends to our clothes, wiping any trace of himself from my thighs before helping us both dress. Then, with a tender embrace, he lifts me into his arms and carries me back to The Griffin.

The brilliant sun casts a warm glow across him, shimmering against his blue eyes and the snowcapped trees above.

Scratches and red marks line his lips and jaw.I did that. I marked my own husband.

The reality undoes me.

Matthew wants me, my whole heart and soul. He wants to watch me break apart and be there to care for me after.

I’m so blissfully in love.

“Where have you two been?” a voice calls out from the inn’s entrance.

Maya and Lily tip their steaming mugs toward us. They’re both bundled up in coats and sweaters, watching the smattering of snow fall from the sky.

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