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I’m not the man-slut the media paints me as; I rarely sleep with the women I go out with. The last woman I was with before Jaclyn was over six months ago, and I’m like a damn teenager about to come from a two minute blowjob. Since our first night, I’ve always made sure she’s taken care of before me, and once I’m inside her, I almost always beat her to climax.
Not today.
Hollowing her cheeks and relaxing her throat, she massages her tongue along my length, refusing to relinquish control. With a fistful of her wet hair, I force her mouth off me. Worry flashes in her eyes. She stands, seemingly out of fear, and it pierces my heart. I don’t think my brother has it in him to hurt her; I need her to know I never would. I brush the damp hair off her shoulder, kissing the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder.
“You want me to come, princess? Earn it with that perfect pussy of yours. When you’re on your knees for me, it’s only because I’ve already taken care of you,” I assure her, keeping my voice soft.
“You don’t have to.” A heavy breath leaves her lungs, and I take her face in my hands and tilt to the left, leaning in until the right of my nose is brushing hers.
She’s branded on my soul, and I’ll never escape it.
“I don’thave todo anything. But, fuck, Jaclyn… You have to know how much I want you. And right now, I wantallof you.” Pulling back an inch, her enchanting blue eyessoften as the hot water pelts my back, shielding her from it.
We share a breath for a brief moment until her fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me closer until our lips are almost touching. I relish her soft curves as my hand slides up her leg, hiking it over my hip. Her eyes close, and a soft whimper escapes her as she whispers, “What happens after ‘right now?’”
Fuck answering with words. I lick the seam of her lips, and her gasp allows me to taste her. She’s no longer my brother’s, and I want her to admit it, to show me that she’s mine as much as I’m hers. Our moans mingle with the steam of the shower as it envelops us, and as I line myself up with her, no part of me gives a shit if we make a mess.
“We don’t stop until you come,” I growl against her lips.
“But I’m?—”
I press an inch inside her. “I don’t fucking care. You’re going to come all over my cock, then I’m going to take care of your every need, every want… and every desire.” I push in another inch, and her sweet whimpers spur me on. “You know I’m not going to be able to let you go when this is over.” My cock throbs as I shove the rest of the way into her tight pussy. She gasps, and our shared breath makes me smile. “If anyone should be on their knees, it should be me. Let me take care of you the way you deserve.”
A strangled sob passes her lips as they melt against mine. “I can’t go back to him.”
“Even if you do, you’ll always be mine.” I thrust hard and deep inside her. “Only. Mine.”
I’ve never felt this kind of incessant need before. Obsession, if I’m being honest. We’ve talked it into the ground, and as much as I hate to admit it out loud, she’ll inevitably have to play the perfect wife role for my brother. The thought sours my stomach each and every time I consider it.
There is no way out of this hell where my heart isn't shattered into a thousand pieces when we’re back home.
He wins. I lose her.
But not now. In this perfect moment, I get to keep the woman I’m falling head-over-heels in love with.
As I continue to thrust in and out of her, Jaclyn’s kisses are equally as desperate as mine. The devil on my shoulder is pushing me to claim every inch of her, despite knowing how wrong it is to ruin her. I selfishly want the ghost of my cock to haunt her when I can’t touch her again. I don’t believe in soulmates or love at first sight, but it’s only fair that she feels the same ache I’ll have in my chest. Jaclyn owns a piece of me, and when this is over, she’ll leave a hole in my heart that I’ll be forced to live with for the rest of my life.
Between kisses, she whispers, “I’m yours, Alex.”
It pierces me in a way I never thought it could. I can’t help myself, gripping the front of her throat and deepening our kiss, needing to brand every part of her as Ipromised. As she kisses me back harder, I chuckle against her lips, “Do you need more, princess?”
“Please,” she breathes, her fingers sinking into my back.
“Please, what?”
Jaclyn pulls back, and there’s a gentle understanding between us as she looks between my eyes. Every time I’m inside her, it becomes harder and harder to imagine life without her. She should be afraid of me, of whatever is happening between us, and run the other fucking direction. Instead, this impossibly brilliant woman is offering herself to me.
Me.
Herrealhusband.
I don’t care what the fucking burned marriage certificate says. I stood up there, promising myself to her. She’s my wife.
As her breath quickens, I press our bodies closer until we’re fused together, pushing my cock deeper, and continue the same pace. She’s almost there, but it’s not enough. For a brief moment, she tenses, and I slow down, then build her back up.
Reaching between us, I circle her swollen clit, and I swallow her euphoric moans with my lips sealed on hers. As her pussy tightens around me again, her warmth coats my cock, and she cries out as she comes. Satisfaction fills me asmyname passes her lips. The sound steals part of my soul every time. Ithrust one final time and hold, never wanting to pull out of her.
Taking Jaclyn’s face in my hands and kissing her deeply, I speak against her lips. “You did so fucking well, my little wife. We’ll spend the rest of the day watching your swamp man. But, first, I need one more from you.”
