Page 47 of Wildest Forever (Lovelock Bay #3)

“I'm going... fuck, oh my god,” I don't even have the words as this feeling crashes over me like a tidal wave, heat flaming against my skin as it starts at my toes and travels up to my neck.

My back arches and in doing so, I press his head further into my pussy, his finger slipping from me as he grips my hips and buries his tongue inside of me and I am pretty sure this is what an orgasm is, my skin is covered in goosebumps, pleasure rips me inside out and I am in pure fucking ecstasy.

“That's a good girl, fuck, you taste euphoric,” he groans, his tight grip pinching my skin but I don't even care.

I release my fingers from his hair then fall back on the bed, panting as my skin tingles.

I feel his lips dusting up the inside of my thigh, kissing wet kisses against my skin before he is laying between my thighs and my cheeks blush a burning ember.

“You okay?” he asks, his hands cupping my face, his thumb brushing against my cheek and I nod, because words are too much for me to even try and form.

He smiles.

“Are you sore?” he asks and I shake my head from side to side.

“Good,” he mutters, a goofy smile on his face as he lowers his lips over mine and kisses me, his tongue invading my mouth and I let him. I let him kiss me like I am the only form of oxygen, like if he doesn't kiss me, he'll die.

He breaks away and his eyes darken.

“I need you baby,” he breathes against my lips, and I edge closer to him, pulling his lips to mine as I let my tongue dance with his.

“Then take me,” I whisper against him and a growl buries itself in his throat.

He pulls away and pushes to his feet, his eyes trailing down my body but I don't feel self conscious around him, I feel confident and ready to lay myself bare beneath him.

Kicking his boots off, his arms cross in front of him as he curls his fingers around the hem of his tee and drags it over his head before he tosses it to the floor and I let my greedy eyes roam over his body.

Muscles ripple under his skin as his fingers play with the button of his jeans. They trail over his tattoo on his chest then dip down to his scar and my heart stops for just a moment.

“Eyes on me,” he catches me, and I do as he orders, letting my eyes settle on him.

Pushing his jeans down, my eyes fall and my lips part.

“Eyes,” his voice is soft, and I find my eyes obeying.

“Let me finish undressing you,” he rasps as he stands at the edge of the bed and reaches forward and takes my hand, pulling me up.

Lifting his hat from my head, he drops it to the floor.

His fingertips brush against my rib cage before he grips the hem of my tee, lifting it over my head and discarding it to the pile.

I am sitting in just my bra and his eyes fall, watching as my full breasts rise up and down.

His hand grips my cheeks as he tilts my head back and leans down, swiping his tongue through my lips and my eyes flutter shut. His spare hand trails around my back, unhooking my bra and letting it fall down my arms.

I slip it down and let it fall to the bed.

Here I am.

Sitting on his bed.

Naked.

In front of my husband ready to give him every piece of me.

“You're so fucking beautiful,” he whispers against my lips. “I am besotted with you.”

My cheeks pinch and I squirm on the bed, desperate to feel his fingers over my skin.

He stands in front of me, head tilted to the side as he looks at me and I finally let my eyes fall to his boxers, then widening at his evident erection.

I swallow, my throat dry.

He moves forward, laying me down gently on the bed but not before pushing me up towards the headboard.

“You still want to do this?” he whispers, and I nod.

“Yes, I do,” I lick my lips as he smiles and lowers his mouth to mine, his fingers teasing down my side and roll my nipples between his fingertips as his kiss deepens.

“Good,” he murmurs as he presses his hips forward, his boxers rubbing against my pussy.

His fingers continue gliding down my body and slip between my legs as he teases them at my wet opening.

“I want to taste you,” I whisper as I watch him work my body up, two fingers slipping into me with ease and my lips pop a perfect ‘o’.

“Not yet... tonight is all about you.”

I tremble beneath his touch, his eyes falling between our bodies.

“So desperate to taste you again,” his voice tight, “but I am even more desperate to fuck you,” and his crass words have me moaning, my cheeks turning red.

Pulling his fingers from me, he brings them to his mouth and slips them in as he sucks on them, groaning. Clenching my pussy, he smirks.

“Does that turn you on baby,” he asks, and I find myself nodding, blushing once again.“Don't blush Sunflower, it's such a turn on,” he admits as he kneels back and fists his hand into his boxers, pushing them down his thick thighs and my eyes bug from my head.

Thick.

So thick.

And big.

My mouth dries and I try to close my legs, but he shakes his head from side to side.

“It won't fit,” I look down at myself then back at him and he chuckles softly.

“I'll make it fit,” his voice is low, and my nipples harden, my skin dusting in goosebumps.

His boxers are being tossed from the bed, his hands on my knees as he pushes my legs wide and his fingers are slipping into my pussy. My moans vibrate through me, as his other hand wraps around his cock, pumping up and down.

Fuck. That's hot.

Rocking his hips forward, he rubs the thick head of his cock over my clit, my lips parting as my breaths fall heavier, my chest rising and falling as I watch.

“Fuck, you're so perfect,” he groans, head tilting back and I watch as his throat bobs.

The familiar feeling builds inside of me, and I know that an orgasm is building.

“I'm getting close,” I managed to squeeze out, my eyes transfixed on watching him pleasure himself and me at the same time, the head of his cock still rubbing my clit.

“Me too baby, I am so turned on,” he admits, his lazy stare finding mine and this feels intimate. I want to tear my eyes away but I can't.

His fingers slip out of me, and I find myself wincing slightly.

Gripping onto my hips, he pulls me down closer to him and repositions himself, his fingers locked around his cock as he edges forward.

My heart drums in my chest and as much as anxiety swirls deep inside of me, excitement licks the feeling away.

He freezes in an instant.

“Fuck,” he falls back to his knees, and I panic, pushing up onto my elbows.

“What? Have I done something wrong?”

“Oh god, no baby, no no no,” he soothes but he looks defeated. He sighs looking away. “I don't have a condom,” and my brows furrow, disappointment surging through me.

“We don't need one...” I finally say after moments of silence.

“Baby...” he cocks his head as he looks at me. “You're not on the pill...”

“I don't care.” I admit, and I know I sound needy but I don't care.

At all.

“Baby,” he says again... trailing off and I can see he is fighting with himself.

“Please,” my voice cracks and my chest is rising and falling as hot tears threaten to fall. I have no idea why I am even being like this but I think we have got so close that I don't want to lose what I am about to experience.

The heavy sigh fills the room and a small smirk slips onto his lips.

“I'm clean... I’ve never not worn a...” and I stop him from talking as I reach forward and drag his mouth on mine, kissing him with all I have.

I don't want to think about anything other than right here right now, other than me and him.

He pulls away and I am panting, gasping trying to drag clean air into my lungs. I am resting back on my elbows, my legs wide as he lays between them. Pressing his forehead against mine, he glances down between our bodies as he lines himself up at my opening.

“We'll take it slow,” he whispers as he rocks himself forward and I feel the head of him stretching my pussy, a burning feeling blooming between my legs. Squeezing my eyes shut, his hand curls around my hip as he pushes into me a little further.

“Breathe baby, fuck... breathe,” he whispers, and I nod, his fingers pinching my skin as he holds onto me tight, his jaw locked as he slowly fills me.

I hiss as the sting grows, the burn radiating across my skin.

“You're doing so well,” he praises me, his voice tight.

“It hurts,” I admit, eyes still closed, and he grunts.

“I know baby, but you're taking every inch of me perfectly,” he whispers just as he rolls forward and I feel the pressure that was once there disappear and he moans as he slips deeper.

“Fuck,” he groans, and that's when I open my eyes and let my gaze flutter between my legs to see him buried inside of me.

He doesn't move, just gives me as long as I need to adjust to him.

I am panting, my eyes bouncing between his and between our bodies.

“Are you okay?' he asks, pushing up slightly, his hand still firmly curled around my hip.

I nod. I mean. It hurts, but I think I'm okay.

“This will be uncomfortable for a while, but I promise it gets better each time,” he teases and before I can answer, he pulls back slightly then rolls forward, filling me again.

Shit.

It still hurts.

“Want me to stop?”

“No, please no,” I beg.

He continues gently, slipping in and out and with each roll of his hips, he pulls out further and the sting is finally easing.

“You feel so good, I want to fuck you so bad,” he chuckles, his gaze down between us.

“You are...” I whisper.

“Oh baby, this isn't fucking,” he winks at me as he holds the head of his cock just inside my pussy then teases me with gentle pulses.

A moan slips out and he smirks.

“You like that?” he asks me and I nod.

“Yes,” a breathy pant fills the room.

“Watch me baby, watch as I fuck your virgin cunt,” and his dirty mouth does something to me, my pussy clenching and his smile only widens.

Rolling forward, his cock fills me and that's when he begins to move. Each stroke becomes harder, faster and I am losing my mind.

“Touch yourself wife, I want to make you come over my cock,” he groans, his head tipping back.

My fingers skim down my body, my one arm holding my weight and I do as he asks, I rub my clit in soft circles and pleasure bubbles inside of me, an ache evident in my pussy.

“So tight, you feel so fucking good,” he moans as he slips in and out with ease now, his cock stretching me out and I watch with how he works my body up, pushing me to my orgasm.

“You look so pretty like this, at my mercy, fingers on your clit, your cunt full of my cock,” his words blanket me and cause a shiver to dance over my skin.

“Mark my words Sunflower, you're mine, always and forever. No man will ever touch you, kiss you, fuck you like I do,” and my eyes roll in the back of my head, the pressure building and I know I am going to come.

“Pacey,” I whimper as his cock fills me.

“Let it go baby, I'll be right behind you,” he whispers, and he is back to watching between our bodies, my fingers still dancing over my clit. My pussy tightens around his cock, and he smiles down at me. “There we go, come for me baby, come all over your husband’s cock and I promise to fill your pretty cunt full of me, is that what you want?” and I hadn't realised but I have tears rolling down my cheeks as I nod, a whimpering mess as he fucks me.

“You're such a good girl,” he praises as he leans into me, his lips pressing against my forehead and I come undone, my moans filling the room before I call out his name and he follows behind me, slamming himself in and out as he chases his own orgasm and as promised, fills me full of him.

We're panting, sweaty and blissfully lost in our orgasmic high.

I collapse beneath him, his body pressed against mine as his lips find mine.

“I love you Morgan,” his whispers fill my aching heart. “I fucking love the bones off you, worship the ground you walk on... you're my forever Morgan, my wildest forever.”

Tears stream down my cheeks and my tongue finds his as I kiss him back.

“I love you,” I whisper through our kiss, “I love you.”

“Fuck say that again,” he smiles, pushing my damp hair from my face as he smiles down at me, his cock still inside of me, our bodies moulded as one.

“I love you Pacey Rivera,” my lips curl into a smile, his lips dusting over mine.

“Say it one more time.”

“I love you,” I choke, the air snatching from my lungs at the realization of the power those three little words hold. “I'll love you forever Pacey.”

He kisses me, holding me so I can't move and I never want him to let me go.

After what feels like hours, he slips from me and I wince and feel a small gush between my legs. He looks down and then back at me.

“Let me draw you a bath, clean you up... then, if you're feeling okay... I am going to fuck you again.” He smirks, rubbing his nose against mine.

“I look forward to it,” I say as he pulls me up and I squeeze my eyes shut as I move and fuck I feel so sore.

“You sore baby?”

“Mmhm,” I hum as I shuffle off the bed and notice the blood.

“It's normal,” he reassures me as he stands from the bed then swoops me into his arms, carrying me towards the bathroom. “I'm going to clean you up, make you feel good then fuck you to sleep Sunflower.”

“I can't wait,” I hum as he walks me into the bathroom and closes the door behind us and for just that moment I am so blissfully happy.I never want this night to end.

Ever.