Page 40 of The New York Nighthawks, Vol. 2

Without taking my hands from her folds, I maneuvered down to lie on my stomach between her legs, wedging my shoulders in to keep her spread nice and open.

“I thought we were…um…”

I glanced up to see Skye propped on her elbows, watching me with a confused expression. It seriously turned me the fuck on that she was so damn innocent. Knowing I would be her first and last everything was a heady sensation.

Smiling tenderly, I petted her pussy and crooned, “Soon, baby, but I need to make sure you’re good and ready for me. Just lie back for me, good girl. Relax, baby. Let me eat this sweet pussy until you see stars.”

“Oh,” she breathed as she lay back.

I buried my face between her thighs and licked up her center, then curled my tongue around her clit.

Skye gasped and tunneled her fingers in my hair, squirming as I lapped at her juices, then thrust my stiffened tongue inside her. “Oh, Dempsey,” she hissed, “That feels so good.”

She began writhing against my mouth, bucking her hips as I pumped my tongue in and out of her tight channel.

When she was crying out for more, I licked up her dripping-wet slit and sucked her clit into my mouth.

Then I captured her sensitive bud between my teeth, and she let out a little scream of pleasure.

I lashed at the bundle of nerves with my tongue, then swirled around it before stabbing my tongue into her tight hole.

Then I did it all over again until she bucked wildly, riding my face as her climax approached.

When her release slammed into her, her back bowed, and she screamed so loud it rang in my ears.

I didn’t stop there. I kept working her, sliding a finger inside her tight channel and gently pumping, pushing her toward another climax.

“Dempsey,” Skye gasped. “You’re going to make me come again.”

I only stopped eating her pussy long enough to look up and lock gazes with her, licking her sweet juices off my lips before I gave her a wicked grin. “That’s the plan, baby.”

Leaning back down, I nipped her clit again, then swirled my tongue around it until she shook and a low moan built in her throat. Then I slid a second finger inside her, gently working and stretching her pussy to get her ready for my cock.

“Come for me again, baby,” I demanded, massaging her clit with my thumb. Her pussy spasmed around my fingers as she fell apart once more, shouting my name.

Fuck. Hearing her say my name in the throes of ecstasy nearly pushed me over the edge with her.

When she slumped back on the mattress, panting and glowing from two orgasms, I slipped my fingers out of her and stared into her heavy-lidded eyes as I sucked them clean. Then I scooted back and went up onto my knees, admiring the sight of my woman laid out for me on our bed.

Skye’s gaze dipped to the bulge in my pants, then flicked back up to my face. “Is it your turn yet?”

I grinned at her shy question. “This time will be for both of us, baby.” I hopped off the bed and stripped in record time. After climbing back on the mattress, I stroked my throbbing cock, already dripping with pre-come, and gazed down at my beautiful, perfect Skye.

Her gaze was locked on my groin, seeming unsure and nervous.

“I can’t stop it from hurting this first time, Skye.

But I promise, baby, I’ll do my best to make you feel so fucking amazing that you won’t notice the pain for long.

” I went down onto all fours and covered her body with mine, dropping my head down for a kiss.

“Trust me,” I whispered against her lips.

Skye swallowed and pressed her lips harder to mine for a moment, then she pulled back and kept her eyes on me as she nodded. “I trust you.”

There was only one phrase I wanted to hear from Skye besides that one. But it was too soon for the other, so I let the fact that she trusted me fill me with warmth. “Thank you, baby.”

I kissed her once more before trailing my lips down the column of her throat, all the way to the tips of her breasts. The puckered peaks were pink and begging for my mouth, so I sucked one hard and deep.

“Oh, yes!” Skye yelped, arching her back and pressing her tit farther into my mouth.

She was so damn sensitive. I couldn’t wait to explore all the ways I could make her come. But I’d waited long enough. After loving on her tits until she was fully primed, I shifted into position, notching the tip of my cock at her entrance.

My mind flashed to the box of condoms in the bedside drawer that I’d bought the night I first proposed.

It made me a bastard, but I immediately dismissed them.

No way was I wrapping it up. I wanted to feel Skye with nothing between us.

I wanted to fill her with my come, to mark her inside and out.

And yeah, the image of her carrying our baby might have clinched the decision.

I wanted my seed to take root and plant my baby in her belly.

I’d known I wanted a family with Skye, although I hadn’t realized I would be on board so quickly.

It would tie her to me permanently and give her more of a reason to stay in this supposed marriage of convenience.

I wanted her forever, and if this was what I had to do to make that happen, then so be it.

I bent my head and kissed her—hot, deep, and possessive. Then I decided to go about this a different way. I rolled her on top of me, putting her in control. Stroking my hands down her sides, I cupped her hips and gave those delicious curves an encouraging, appreciative squeeze.

“We’ll go at your pace.”

Skye bit her lip and nodded, placing one hand on the center of my chest and using the other to guide my cock inside her. My balls clenched at how tight and hot she was around me as she slid down the length of my shaft, inch by excruciating inch, until I was balls deep inside her.

Skye made a sound somewhere between a moan and whimper, and a tear streaked down her cheek.

I stroked my hands over her back, pulling her down so I could kiss her again while I gave her a moment for the pain to subside and for her to adjust to my cock filling her, stretching her. I nuzzled her neck. “You okay, baby?”

“Yes,” Skye whispered and shifted hesitantly, experimenting with a roll of her hips. “I—it doesn’t hurt anymore—oh, Dempsey!” she exclaimed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head when I bucked my hips lightly and circled them.

“You good?” I rasped, giving everything I had to keep from flipping her over and ramming into her like a beast in heat.

“Oooh, that’s—oh, yes!” She rolled her hips again just as I thrust up.

“You feel so good, baby, so perfect,” I growled as I nipped her neck.

Skye’s pussy clenched around my cock, and it broke the string holding me together.

I felt feral as I growled and gripped her ass possessively, pumping in and out of her wet heat, hard and fast. “That’s it, baby,” I groaned, gliding my hands up to cup her generous tits. “Ride me hard. Fuck! Yes, fuck!”

After toying with her nipples for a few thrusts, I slid my hand down between us and pinched her clit. Skye threw her head back and screamed as her climax crashed over her.

That was all it took to push me over the edge.

I roared as my orgasm barreled through me like a fucking tornado.

I exploded inside her, spilling my seed and filling her until she was stuffed full.

Then I took her mouth in a deep, soul-stealing kiss before collapsing back onto the pillows still cradling her against my chest.

After a few minutes, our bodies calmed. Skye sighed contentedly and shifted her body, nestling herself against my side with her head resting on my chest. I grabbed the comforter and pulled it over us, then wrapped my arms around my wife. Wife. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.