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God, that feels so good.
I sigh my encouragement as I fight to free the hem of his shirt from his tux slacks.
He brings his head up at the sound, and before I have a chance to complain, he leans up and yanks the shirt and tosses it to the floor.
I bear up and take his mouth as I slide his zipper down slowly.
He is hard and ready as I reach in to release him from his boxer briefs.
I hold the base of him with one hand as I stroke him firmly with the other. Running the white-tipped nail of my finger down the hard ridges. He twitches in my grip, and his breath catches as he watches me.
“Ansley,” he rasps as his hands drop to my shoulders and grip me tightly.
“Yes, husband?” I whisper.
“I’m going to make love to you on every surface in the house before the night’s over.”
I dart my tongue out and lick his bottom lip as I continue to stroke him.
“Promises, promises,” I murmur, and the heat in his eyes as he watches me almost melts me into the leather.
He groans, and his hands fist my hair and tug gently. I fall back to the couch.
I mutter unintelligible words as his mouth finds my breasts again. I can sense that he is holding on to his control as best he can as he takes his time kissing his way down my body at a maddeningly leisurely pace. Stroking and caressing every exposed inch of skin until I’m a desperate, writhing mess.
When he reaches my thighs, he presses them apart.
He growls low and deep in his throat when he finds me wet and ready for him. He rakes his fingertip through my folds and then brings it to his lips and sucks.
I watch his face as he looks at me, bared to him. His breath quickens as he spreads me with his fingers, and his tongue starts to explore my hot flesh.
I arch up as I cling to him.
“Garrett,” I moan.
Desire ripples down my spine as I watch him devour me. Claiming me in a way that feels new.
He nips at my clit with his teeth, and my hips jump in his hold.
Every nerve ending in my body ignites, and pleasure twists and knots inside of me as he inserts a finger and starts to curl it in and out.
He takes his time using his mouth, tongue, and hands to drive me into a frenzy.
I sink my fingers into his scalp and keep him where I need him as I raise my hips to meet his tongue until I am shaking beneath him.
He brings his eyes to mine and holds my stare as he moves on top of me.
“I want to be inside you when you come for me the first time, Mrs. Tuttle.”
I cry out as he enters me with one swift thrust of his hips. Filling me completely.
“Yes!”
He reaches back and clasps one of my legs and guides it over his hip so he can move deeper, faster, and my head presses into the armrest as I grip the sides of the sofa.
He bends his head so he can kiss my exposed neck, and the sensation of his gentle kiss, in contrast to his pounding rhythm, is just what I need.
His breath starts coming in short, hard pants as my leg locks tightly around his waist.
