Page 91 of Somehow You Knew

Needing this woman more with each passing second, I straighten and drag my palm over the swell of her ass before delivering another sharp smack. Hazel releases a shriek, then stills for a moment, as if adjusting to the sting.

When she finally exhales, it's a shaky, desperate sound. "Oh my God..." she gasps, her hands fisting against the couch.

“That was for making me want you.”

She shudders, a whimper catching in her throat.

“This is for making me feel shit.”Smack.

Her body jerks forward before she arches her back, silently begging for more.

“This is for thawing the ice around my fucking heart.”Smack.

She gasps, pressing her forehead to the couch.

I keep her on edge, slowly reaching for the condom and covering myself before delivering the final handprint on her skin that’s blooming with heat.

“And this is for making me break my rules.”Smack.

The sharp crack fills the room and Hazel shudders, her body quaking. She moans as I lean over her again and whisper in her ear, “But you are so fucking worth it.”

Then I line myself up to her entrance and thrust forward.

“Fuck,” she mewls, bracing herself against the back of the couch as I push deeper inside, feeling her stretch around me for the first time, knowing I’ll never be the same again. “Oh my God, Gage! It’s too much.”

I grip her hips harder as I stand up to gain better leverage. “You.” A sharp thrust. "Can." Another, harder, making her gasp. "Take." She glares at me over her shoulder as I slam into her again. "It.” Her lips part with a mixture of shock and pleasure as I bottom out inside her.

I tip my head back and groan. “Fuck. Me.” And then I start to move, pulling and pushing back in slowly so we can both feel every inch of each other.

“That’s it, baby.” I smack her ass again. “Take it. Take every fucking inch and count those fucking barbells as I slide in and out of you. Don’t lose that tenacity on me now.”

Hazel moans with each stroke, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoing in the room.

Blueberry is snoring on his bed in the corner, completely unbothered, but even if he weren’t, there’s no way in hell I would stop fucking my wife.

Hazel continues to curse and moan as I fuck her hard, relentless, desperate—letting the past three months of need pour into each thrust, unleashing a part of me that’s been dormant, waiting to be freed.

And this woman is the one who beckoned him.

“Oh God, I’m gonna come,” Hazel announces, reaching between her legs to rub her clit just as I slow my pace, wanting to keep her on edge just a little while longer.

I stick my thumb in my mouth to wet it before I press it against her tight, untouched hole, teasing her as she shudders, her orgasm just out of reach.

“Let me feel that pussy quiver for me,” I rasp, pressing my thumb inside of her as I thrust a few more times before she explodes, shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm pulses through her body.

I pull out and lift her into my arms before she can go completely limp, her body trembling against me as I carry her down the hall to her bedroom. Kicking the door shut, I lay her on the bed and slide right back inside her.

Hazel gasps as we connect again. “Jesus...”

“You are so fucking sexy when you come,” I growl in her ear, fucking her hard and deep, loving how her body feels under my hands—her soft skin, her curves, her warmth.

I wasn’t lying when I said she’s thawed my frozen heart.

I feel like I’ve been hiking Mount Everest for years, and suddenly I’m in the tropics, sun kissing my skin for the first time in forever.

Hazel leans up and kisses my neck, dragging her tongue along my skin. “This feels so good…”

“I know…”