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Air rushes from my lungs as I flop against the pillows and blow a few tendrils of hair out of my eyes. “If you haven’t already realized it, those shots were a mistake.”
His hand slides over mine before he entwines our fingers and lifts them closer to his face to inspect the rings. “At least I bought you a nice matching set. Definitely not cheap.”
I twist my head to stare at him.
No matter what kind of reaction I was expecting, this wasn’t it.
“That’s all you have to say?”
He shrugs, looking unperturbed by our current predicament. “Would you rather I was upset?”
I blink, not understanding this man at all. “Yeah, kind of.”
“What good will that do?”
I open my mouth to fire back with a scathing response, but not a sound escapes. Everything inside me deflates as I shake my head, my brain spinning out of control. Or maybe it’s short circuiting. It’s difficult to tell in my hungover condition.
“I don’t know.”
He shifts onto his side before smacking a kiss against my lips. His hand rises to toy with my breast again. “I certainly hope we consummated the marriage.”
I release a shaky breath, fairly confident that we did.
When I fail to respond, he growls, “I’ve always wondered what married pussy would feel like.”
He rolls on top of me and with one swift motion, his cock slides deep inside my body, filling me to the brim. There’s something so delicious about the stretch.
I couldn’t hold back the moan that escapes from me if I tried.
This man is so insistent about teasing out every bit of pleasure so that nothing gets left behind.
“Damn, Britt,” he growls. His voice is all deep and gravelly. “There’s nothing on the face of this earth that compares to being inside you. You’re so wet, hot, and tight. And the way your pussy clenches around my cock…it’s like we were made for each other. The perfect fucking fit.”
When a groan reverberates throughout his chest, I feel it deep in my bones.
“It’s so good,” I say with a gasp when he shifts his hips before grinding them with more force.
Even though he just slid inside me, I’m already primed and ready to go. One nudge will send me crashing over the edge. Unlike the other guys I’ve been with, there’s no chasing an elusive orgasm, hoping I can find it.
Nope.
It’s already there, threatening to crash over me.
“Condom,” he says between gritted teeth.
Oh, god. He’s right.
Before I can gather my thoughts, he pulls out and rolls toward the nightstand before grabbing a rubber and sheathing himself with it. And then he’s back, sinking inside me.
Our eyes stay fastened as he grinds against my pelvis. No more than two dozen strokes later and I come. Stars explode behind my eyes in a sunburst of bright color. My release sets off a chain reaction and he follows me over the edge as if we’re perfectly in sync.
After his muscles loosen, he braces himself on his elbows and rests his forehead against mine before staring deep into my eyes. It wouldn’t take much to drown within their deep blue depths.
It would be like diving into the ocean and never surfacing again.
I blink away those strange thoughts when he says, “If this is what married life is like, I could definitely get used to it.”
Oh, shit.
How could I have forgotten that we’re married?
“The look on your face is priceless, firecracker,” he says with a chuckle.
He rolls to the side and then off the mattress before popping to his feet.
My mouth turns cottony, making it impossible to swallow.
He’s naked.
And gorgeous.
Not to mention completely unconcerned about his own nudity.
I can’t help but stare. It’s only after a handful of seconds that I realize he hasn’t moved a muscle. He’s standing still. Even though he just came, his cock is still semi-aroused. I’ve never been the kind of girl to think that a dick could be beautiful or well formed, but his is.
It’s long, thick, and perfectly curved.
Memories of drawing him inside my mouth Friday night tumble through my head.
I wouldn’t necessarily mind?—
“Looks like you found a perk to this marriage after all.”
I shake away the mental fog that has descended. I really need to pull it together. This is becoming embarrassing.
I slant a look upward to meet his eyes. “Maybe a small one.”
He snorts. “Small, my ass.”
One hand drops to his cock before he wraps it around the length and strokes his palm against it.
My mouth tumbles open as air gets clogged in my lungs and desire pools in my core.
Holy cow.
“Feel free to join me in the shower and I’ll demonstrate again just how good my big dick feels inside you.”
Before I can jumpstart my brain, he swings away, sauntering into the massive marble bathroom.
And yeah…his ass is just as finely sculpted as the rest of him. It’s tempting to sink my teeth into the firm flesh and mark him in some kind of primal manner.
