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I lowered a sleeping Ellie to the crib and backed away from the nursery. I entered the master bedroom and looked at the clock. I had at least two hours before my three-month-old baby’s next feeding. I was more or less rested today. Millie came by and told me to catch up on sleep while she watched the baby. I had some breast milk saved up, so she was able to feed Ellie while I had six solid hours of dead-to-the-world slumber.
I wasn’t too tired to pamper myself. I stayed in the shower longer, managed to actually dry my hair properly and slather a good amount of lotion on my skin. I stared at my feet. Despite needing a pedicure, I almost felt like a desirable woman again and not simply a worn-out new mom. As I stepped out of the bathroom, Matt stepped into the bedroom, closing the door with a decisive click. A feral gleam replaced the tender look that had been in his eyes these past few weeks. In fact, I experienced déjà vu to our time at the B&B.
“I thought you were going for beers with Axe,” I said as a frisson of arousal shot straight to my pussy at his unwavering gaze.
He had not had a boy’s night out since Ellie was born, so I texted him that since I was well-rested, thanks to Millie, he could take a break himself.
Matt’s eyes narrowed. “I’m pissed at you.”
“What?”
“You think the first time my wife is feeling ‘refreshed and more like herself’,” he advanced toward me as he repeated the words from my text message to him and continued, “I was going to take off to be with one of the boys?”
“Well …” I started, undecided whether I wanted to run away and lock myself in the bathroom or drop to my knees and suck his cock. I was definitely feeling more like my lusty self around this man. Lord, the look in his eyes was pure carnal hunger. And as his heated gaze traveled down my body and up again, my nipples ached and my core twitched. His inflamed perusal rested on my chest, and I realized my robe had come partially undone, revealing the globes of my heavy breasts which had become more apparent with my panting breath.
A low growl rumbled from his throat. He stopped a foot away from me, his fists clenched at his sides.
“Grace,” he rasped. “I can fucking see your nipples …are you trying to drive me mad?”
I grew more aroused as I saw the outline of his erection against his jeans.
“Take off your robe,” he demanded, his own breathing becoming fractured.
Hesitation on my part only fueled his fire. “Never. Hide. That body of yours from me again. Got it?”
“It’s my body,” I retorted even as I could feel my wetness slide down my inner thighs. Dammit, take me already. But somewhere deep inside was the thrill of pushing him to the edge.
“I’ll say this one more time, gypsy,” he said softly but not without menace. “Take. It. Off. Give me what’s mine.”
Eyes locked, I slipped the robe off and let it slide to the floor.
Matt’s eyes flared before I found myself pushed back on the bed. Somehow, he had lost his shirt. My butt was dragged to the edge of the mattress, he sank to his knees, my legs were thrown over his shoulders, and, with another growl, he buried his head between my thighs. He attacked my swollen clit and thrust his tongue into my opening. I moaned and pushed my hips into his mouth, and he responded with maddening flicks of his tongue before he pumped two fingers inside me. Then he sucked my clit hard and I cried out as my orgasm swept through me. His mouth was instantly on mine, silencing the sobs of my release as he deftly massaged my pussy with his magical fingers to prolong my pleasure.
When the throbbing in my pussy ebbed, I lost the warmth of my husband’s body as he stood up and chucked the rest of his clothes off. My mouth watered at the sight of his aroused cock. It looked angry and purplish, and I was imagining it pounding the shit out of me.
I wanted him inside me.
Now.
“I’m going to take you hard,” he warned as his famished gaze raked my body like a feast before a starved man. He smirked. “But you’ve got to promise to keep your voice down because I don’t want to wake Ellie before I’ve fucked her mom sideways.”
With my butt hanging off the side of the bed, he lifted my legs until I was supported by my shoulders.
“You okay?” he whispered.
“Just fuck me,” I begged.
“With pleasure,” he hissed as he drove himself straight to the hilt. His lips curled into a snarl as he pummeled into my body. His cock powered into me with no mercy, and I had to grip the covers to stay on the bed. Matt was breathing hard, his grunts controlled, his muscles bunching and cording. He was beautiful and he was mine. He was fucking me as if he owned me, and he did. Suddenly, my body catapulted up, and my hands clutched at his shoulders. With him still embedded inside me, he slammed me against the wall.
He pounded me hard and fast.
“I thought … Ah!”—I broke off after a particularly deep thrust—“We should be quiet …”
His eyes burned through me.
“We are,” he grunted.
“Or we’re trying to,” he choked out.
