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"A few hours?" She swallows.
I turn to face her. "Does that make you nervous?"
"Nervous?" She tosses her head. "Why should that make me nervous?"
"Oh?" I shrug off my jacket and toss it to the floor.
Her gaze widens. "Wh-what are you doing?"
"What does it look like I’m doing, Wife?" I reach behind me and pull off the T-shirt I changed into before we left home.
Her gaze drops to my chest and stays there. "Whoa." She opens her mouth but seems at a loss for more words.
And because I can’t stop myself from preening under the weight of her admiration, I flex my chest muscles. Her eyes grow so big, they seem to fill her face. Her features flush. She pushes up on her elbows and follows my fingers as I slide them down my bare chest.
A frown wrinkles her forehead. She stares at the tattoo over my left pec. "This looks different. You didn’t have those Roman numerals the last time I saw you."
"It’s the day Serene came into my life. The dayyoucame into my life."
“Oh.” Her expression changes from surprise to gentleness. Her whole demeanor softens. You didn’t have to say that. I know Serene means a lot to you.”
“And you,” I bend my knees and look into her eyes. “I never say anything I don’t mean.”
Her lips part. Her throat moves as she swallows.
I reach for my belt. The jangle of the buckle, then the hiss of the zipper as I lower it, fills the temporary silence.
My cock springs free.
She bites down on her lower lip, and fuck me, I want to feel her mouth around my dick. But…not before I feel her warm, wet pussy milking me first.
"You’re even bigger than I remember." She clears her throat.
And I’m hornier for you than I was that time.
Again, I’m unable to share that with her because… I’m not sure what it means that I want her even more now. Also, I’m done analyzing my response to her. My balls are so hard, they seem to weigh as much as cannonballs. My dick is so thick with blood, I’m sure I’m going to come any moment. And when she reaches forward and touches the swollen head with her fingers, I can’t stop the groan which rips out of me.
"If you do that, I’m not going to last very long."
She peers up at me from under her eyelashes, then wraps her hot, little fingers around my cock. Before I can protest—not that I would—she’s leaned in and licked up the column.
A thrill squeezes my lower belly. My thigh muscles turn to stone. "Fucking hell." I slide my fingers into her hair, wanting to stop her. Wanting to guide her so she takes me down her throat. Wanting to…fuck her mouth, but knowing I’d never last. And the first time we’re together, I want to be inside of her.
"I need to be inside you," I say through gritted teeth. Sweat beads my forehead. My heart is racing so fast, I’m sure it’s going to burst out of my rib cage. This is a moment that I’ve dreamed of. That I’ve simulated in my mind so many times, I can’t believe I’m actually here with her, and about to make her my wife in every sense of the word.
I gently tug on her hair, so she pulls back.
"You don’t want me to blow you?" she asks softly.
F-u-u-c-k,my wife talking dirty to me strikes differently.
"I want to fuck your face more than anything, but first—" I drag my thumb across her mouth. I remember how much the sight of my dick terrified her the first time and caution myself to slow down, but goddamn, all the pent-up desire and lust and need and want from over the last twelve months seems to have broken through the dam I built around them. There’s no stopping me now.
"I want to bury myself into that tight little pussy, and stuff my tongue inside your mouth, and when you’re about to come, I want to slide my finger into that little knot between your arse-cheeks, so when you go over the edge, it’ll be with me filling every fuckable hole in your body. And your mind will be full of me, and your blood will sing with my touch, and every cell in your body will echo with the need to be dominated by me.”
A shiver grips her. I step back so her hand falls, then sink to my knees before her. I push her dress up so it’s around her waist, then I tear off her panties.
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