Page 63 of A Wicked Viscount's Stormy Affair
The flames in his hazel-colored eyes truly set her alight.
“Oh, George. You have no idea how good that feels. Do not stop, please.”
His lips ran all over her cheeks, her collar bone, her chest… every kiss was more intoxicating than the last dragging her deeper under the waters of pleasure with him. She loved the way that George seemed to know her body perfectly, and he could coax orgasmic bliss from her without much effort. If things felt this amazing already, she could only begin to imagine what it would be like when theyreallytook the time to explore one another.
It was going to be wonderful.
Sophie’s nails dug into his skin as George began to shudder all over. She could tell that he was close to the edge as well, which made her toes curl with ecstasy. Her breaths started falling out of her mouth sharp and ragged, her heart racing… there was only one way that she could make this feel better.
So with a bolt of bravery, she pressed her hand to George’s chest and rolled him over, so he was the one on his back and she sat astride him. As she rocked back and forth, his eyes hungrily explored her body. She could see that he was desperately hungry for her, just as in awe as she was of him. The love that had been blooming between them ever since they first laid eyes on one another seemed to erupt into something new and thrilling as they tipped one another over the edge into an eternal sensation of joy.
Sophie tossed her head back and allowed her primal screams to come running free. She knew she could be herself with George, that she could let her animalistic side out as they writhed and bucked together in heaven. He was not holding back either, crying her name out endlessly as if he did not know any other words.
As they sunk down on to the bed together in the afterglow, Sophie clutched on to George tightly. Even though she knew that she would not ever have to let him go, she adored the feeling of being in his arms. It made her feel safe and protected from the rest of the world. It allowed her to dream about what their lives ahead would look like for them.
. Now that she was his wife, Sophie could not wait for her life’s next adventure. She could not wait to be a mother as well. There was so much love in her heart that she could not wait to share.
"When do you think we shall have children?” she asked George playfully.
“Oh, I do not think it shall be long,” he replied with a chuckle. “How many shall we have?”
“At least four! We want them to have one another to play with all the time. And we want them to have very fun lives. Happy lives.”
“That sounds perfect to me.”
Just like her parents did for her, she would encourage them to find love in life. To find someone that made them happy, because she had very quickly found that there was nothing more important than that. There was nothing else worth living for.
She had been lucky enough to find her happy ever after, and that was all she wanted for everyone else in her life now too, because it really was the most wonderful feeling around.
THE END?