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Pushing her panties to the side, I turn my hand over and run my finger down from her clit until I am sinking it inside her.

“This must be what heaven feels like. You are so fucking wet for me.” Leaning in with my fingers still buried inside her, I ask, “Did you miss my cock as much as it missed you?” If her loud, boisterous moan doesn’t answer the question, the way her pussy clenches around my fingers does.

Her mouth parts open as I work my fingers in and out of her.

My gaze moves down, watching my fingers disappear and stretch out her perfect little cunt.

When my thumb starts circling her clit, her hands fly to my shoulders and grip them.

“Fuck, Mav, I need more.”

Kissing her neck once more, I murmur, “Okay, sweetheart” against the crease in her neck.

Whatever she wants, she gets. I spread her legs wide and drop down to my knees, ready to worship her body the way it deserves.

Pushing her panties all the way to the side, I get to see just how wet she is for me.

“Look at this perfect little pussy. It’s fucking dripping for me, baby.

” My cock feels like it’s seconds away from bursting through my jeans, bordering on uncomfortable, wanting so badly to sink home into her.

Unable to hold back any longer, I lean in and devour the taste of her.

“Holy shit, Mav. Yes.” Whimpers start to fall out of her mouth as I suck on her clit, sliding a finger in to fill her up. I could spend forever watching her fall apart for me.

Her pussy squeezes around my finger as a loud moan rips through her mouth, and it’s a sound I will never get tired of.

Looking over her body, I can’t ignore the fact that she looks so good when she comes undone.

She opens her pretty blue eyes and stares at me with such a fire, I think I feel myself taking flame.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I say as I slide my hands under her thighs, bringing her closer to the counters edge.

Sealing my mouth on hers, I roam my hands against her bare body, desperate not to break the contact.

Fuck, I missed her when I was gone. And not just this part.

All of it. Our late-night talks and waking up with her nestled into my chest. This is all good and great but having someone you can count on is worth so much more.

I should be a gentleman and take her to bed and ravish her the way I want to, but I can’t fucking wait. I am a man completely undone for her.

“Baby, can you look at me?” My hand goes up to cup the side of her face, and her eyes lock on mine.

“I want this pussy bare. While you’re my wife, I want nothing between us.

I want to feel your soaking wet little cunt swallow my dick.

Is that okay?” I’d never do it without her permission, but having anything between us while I fuck her feels like a crime.

“Yes, please. I want you bare, too.”

“Can I get you to beg for this cock, baby?” I rasp, wanting to tease her the way I have been these last few minutes, I unzip my jeans and let my cock free of its zipper prison.

“Maverick, I need you to fuck me. Now.” The command in her tone has my cock twitching. I push her back so that she lays flat on the counter, legs spread wide around my hips. Slowly, I drag the head of my cock through her wetness. Her hips buck up to meet the friction.

“That’s not quite begging, but I’m so fucking desperate for you, I’ll let it slide.” In more than one way, I am desperate for this woman. For her body, soul and heart. I am feeling forever famished. None of it ever feels like enough.

I keep my eyes down, notching the tip of my cock into her pussy.

My eyes roll back when her pussy flutters against the head.

“Has anyone ever told you that you have the most fuckable pussy?” A dangerous question because the thought of any other man touching what’s mine, seeing her like this, it makes me rage.

“I don’t think anyone has been this obsessed with me. It’s good for my ego.” She flashes a sultry smile, her eyes hooded with lust .

My smile beams down at her and the perfect response. “Good, ‘cause I am about to show you just how fucking obsessed with you I can be.”

My cock thrusts in, not willing to take any more delay.

She’s right, I am completely fucking desperate.

My thrusts are anything but gentle. I watch her mouth pop open as she gasps.

Her fingers search the cold countertop, looking for something to grip onto.

My hands stay glued on her perfectly filled-out hips, using my grip to push her down harder on me.

The angle has me perfectly hitting her G-spot, and with the way her pussy is squeezing my cock as it glides through, I can tell she’s close.

“Can you come for me? Squeeze that pretty little pussy around my cock?”

Her breathy pants fill the room, unable to speak, as she just nods her head. Thank fuck, because I am seconds from exploding inside her. Seconds later, she grips down so hard that I can’t hold my orgasm back. Thrust after thrust, I fill her up, branding her as mine.

I look down as I pull out, a primal sense filling me as I watch my cum drip out of her. It’s a silent claiming, fucking her like this. No one else will see it, but I’ll know that she will be thinking of me all day tomorrow.

When I finally catch my breath, I look down at her perfect body, still panting and catching her breath. “Sometimes, I can’t believe that you’re mine.” I lean down and seal her lips with a kiss, pulling her up to a seated position.

Her arms drape around my shoulders. “You know, I’m feeling pretty lucky these days, too. Did you know my husband is a hot rodeo star who’s completely obsessed with me?” The teasing grin on her face makes my heart swell. This fucking woman .

“That he is, and proud of it.” I shouldn’t like her calling me her husband.

In fact, it should terrify me, but the only scary thing about it is the looming court date.

I’m hers as long as she’ll have me, and I can only hope we figure out how to make that last. “Let’s get you cleaned up, sweetheart. ”

Guess I should probably take off my pants and shoes now. I kick off my boots and pants aiming for the corner. Grabbing her legs, I wrap them around my waist and carry her to the shower.

Once we are all cleaned up, we crawl in my bed and turn on a movie.

I never thought I’d look forward to simple nights like this, so accustomed to the active lifestyle on the road that leaves little time for rest. But with Ava, I want to slow it down and enjoy every single second I get with her.

She’s too damn good for me, and I thank the lucky stars she hasn’t figured that out yet.