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She gasped as she did, and he pulled her gown up so he could feel what he was doing. He held her leg up and slid his hand inside the top of her panties, her cries increasing with the dig of her nails.
“You ever have an orgasm, sweetheart?” he whispered.
“No,” she shot out. “No, please.”
“I get to give you your first?” he asked, stroking her tender folds and feeling her. “Your pussy is fucking sweet like you, isn’t it,” he swore, avoiding her clit as he played in her hot, wet silk. She suddenly reached behind her and gripped his cock as her breaths turned frantic.
“Please! Jeramiah, please!”
“You want me to touch that fucking clit, I know, baby. I want to lick it and suck it just like you licked and sucked my cock so fucking good.” He finally covered her clit with two fingers and barely got three rotations in when she came undone. “Ah fuck, angel,” he gushed pulling her leg higher as he made her come so fucking hard. “Look at you, that’s it, take all of it. Yeah, you like this?” he gasped as her frantic but quietyes, yes oh yes’s burned him alive and her body shook against him, both her hands digging into his neck now.
He’d never experienced ecstasy quite like it and was instantly addicted to pleasuring her. He gently retreated from the traumatic pleasure assault, easing his hand from her panties and returning his arms around her waist in a tight hug as he moaned with her back down from that high heaven. “My angel did so good for her first orgasm.”
She gave several more breaths before whispering, “First?”
“First of a million more like that. I need to do thateveryfucking day if I’m gonna keep my health and strength up,” he teased, even while knowing she’d take him serious and give him whatever he needed. It would be the one thing he didn’t mind manipulating her with. Take all that angelic generosity and use it on the one that deserved it. Craved it. Yeah, she was starved for it.
“I…I need the bathroom,” she gasped, still breathless.
He kissed the side of her face and gently loosened his hold, placing his hands on her hips. “You got it, baby?” he asked, smiling at how she still trembled and swayed.
She nodded and made her way to the stairs, and he had to hide his grin at the way she drunk-walked to them. Her hand shook as she grabbed hold of the rail and made her way up, the perfect vision of a first orgasm well fucking done.
He highly doubted he’d be seeing her again till the next day after that. He remembered the letter she wanted him to read when she wasn’t around and pulled it out, making his way to the table and sitting.
He stared at the envelope, knowing he was about to have his happy bubble burst by what was in it. He decided to bask in his victory for a few minutes before biting the bullet and opening it. He was her husband. Was his privilege to take care of her. And no matter what was in that letter, it would be everything that would tell him exactly how to do his job. No matter how ugly it might be.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Shank knocked on the door and literally three seconds later, it flew open, and Sophie grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. She spun and locked it, his pulse racing at what the fuck was wrong now.
She turned and he realized she wore only a robe and was quickly removing it, the sight sending all his blood to his cock. Then she was headed for him, and he only had time to catch her with his arms and mouth, both devouring everywhere they could, his breaths instantly ragged with so much fucking desire for her.
“I need you,” she gasped, yanking at his clothes. “I need you inside me.”
“Oh fuck, yes,” he gushed, stepping back to remove his shirt as she dropped to her knees and helped with his pants. She got them halfway down and he pulled her up, kissing her as he kicked off his boots, using one hand to get untangled from the denim next.
“Bend over the arm of the couch,” he said.
She didn’t need to be told specifics and soon her creamy ass brought him right to her. She gasped, straining to see behind her.
“Open,” he shot out, already sliding the head of his cock between her ass cheeks.
“Ace! Oh! Please, yes!”
He placed his cock in the opening of her tight pussy and lifted her hips off the couch.
“Oh God, oh! Do it! Fuck me.”
He dug his fingers into her soft skin and growled, working her slowly onto his length. “So fucking tight,” he seethed, gently moving her on and off in tiny inches.
“Please!”
“Fuck, let me stretch you baby,” he begged, fighting the urge to slam himself inside her too soon.
“Oh yes, oh! It’s so big!” she cried, panting for many seconds. “I love it, oh how I love it!”
Halfway in, he lost the fight and jerked her soft cunt all the way onto his cock.
