Page 131 of An Inevitable Marriage

Without a second’s hesitation, she braced her knees on either side of my hips and slowly lowered herself onto my lap. I wasn’t even close to being inside her, and already the feel of her was too much.

My system fucking overloaded.

I sucked in a breath and then another when I skated my palms across the silky skin of her legs. Over her calves, along the outside of her legs until I reached the top of her thighs.

“I don’t want anything between us,” I confessed. “I want to feel you, Snow. But if you need it.” I jerked my chin toward my discarded pants. “There’s protection in my wallet.”

She shook her head before I was done talking. “I don’t need it.”

Lifting onto her knees, she took me in hand again, then slowly slid down my length. Her gaze stayed locked on mine as she took me inch by fucking inch. I held my breath. Hands balled into tight fists to keep myself from grabbing her hips and driving her down, hard.

She stilled when I was in as deep as I could go. Her eyes widened, and her pretty lips parted.

“Incredible,” I murmured. “You feel fucking incredible.”

A little humming noise came from the back of her throat right before she rocked her hips. Up and down, up and down she went, stealing my damn sanity with each leisurely slide.

Holy shit. It was torture. It was bliss.

I wanted to throw my head back against the glass and live in those incredible sensations for the rest of my damn life. The only thing stopping me from doing that was the desperate need to watch my wife.

A work of fucking art, that’s what she was.

Eyes shut, lips parted in pleasure, while her dark wild curls brushed over her shoulders. Her breasts bounced with each rock of her hips, and holy shit, it was hypnotizing. I had to touch. Had to feel her nipples scrape against my palms.

When her movements became more frantic, I lowered my gaze to where I moved in and out of her. The sight was enough to send me spiraling dangerously close to the edge. I didn’t want to fall before her.

Reaching between us, I made a V with my index and middle fingers, then slid it over her skin. Back and forth, back and forth.

“Oh…ohhhh,” she cried out.

My hips shot up, ruthlessly driving into her over and over again.

“I can’t hold it, Snow. Tell me you’re close. I need you with me.”

A few more hard thrusts and a couple of swipes of my thumbs, and she finally seized around me. Her entire frame shook as her orgasm rippled through her body. I was right behind her. Toppling headfirst into ecstasy with her name on my lips.

There were big words on the tip of my tongue. Big life-changing words I knew she wasn’t ready to hear. That was why I pushed my hands into her hair and sealed my lips over hers instead.

Chapter thirty-six

Everlee

Iwasruined,completelyand utterly destroyed.

Never before had sex beenthatamazing, and I was pretty sure sex with anyone other than Liam could never bethatamazing.

Intense, passionate, and absolutely consuming.

And that was just the first round in the gym. After we’d caught our breaths, Liam had lifted me into his arms and carried me to his bedroom, where he kept his promise and worshipped every single inch of me.

Slow, gently, and so achingly tender.

After a few hours of sleep, I woke to his big hand leisurely working between my legs. He’d pushed me over the edge so easily, then settled his hips between my thighs and had me screaming his name again in an embarrassingly short time.

I hadn’t been able to sleep after that. My brain was too busy analyzing. Without planning or meaning to, I’d fallen hopelessly in love with my husband. My heart overflowed with everything I felt for this man, and I wasn’t entirely sure what to do with it.

Especially with how strained things were with my mom. We hadn’t talked again, and it hurt. It hurt so freaking much. Even more when I had to find out from my sister that my dad was finally healthy enough for his operation.