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I flicked her a droll look as I shrugged out of my shirt. “What do you think?”
“Are we good?”
“What do you think?”
Silver narrowed her eyes. “Are you in a mood?”
“No.” I unbuttoned my jeans, gaze raking over her. Like last time, Silver was struggling to sleep. But I had methods for helping her with that. “I want to fuck.”
“Ever the romantic.” But her legs squeezed together and her next question was breathy. “Where do you want me?”
Thinking of our baby growing in her belly, I shoved down my jeans. “Ride me.”
My wife grimaced. “Nope. No can do.”
“Why not?”
“Because all I’ll be thinking about is how swollen and bleh I’ll look from that angle.”
“You’re overthinking it.” I kicked off my boxers and crossed the room, my hard cock bobbing and drawing Silver’s hungry gaze. “You’re fucking gorgeous and I want to see your tits and your belly as you ride me.”
She chewed on her lips. “Really?”
We’d had this same conversation when she was pregnant with Maura. Silver’s hormones had revealed deeply buried insecurities she’d never had pre-pregnancy. I hadn’t been a reassuring kind of man. Until her.
I cupped her cheek, my thumb pulling her lower lip provocatively. “Do you think I can fake this hard-on, Silver?”
Her hazel eyes dropped to my cock, and she squirmed on the bed before licking out at my thumb. I groaned as she reached to grip me, giving me a hard jerk. “Fuck. Are you wet?” I asked, because I didn’t feel like drawing this out tonight.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Take off your bra and knickers.” I released her hold on me, stroking myself as I watched my wife undress. That possessiveness roared through my blood at the sight of her. I kept a handle on it. “Beautiful,” I murmured, enjoying looking at her.
“What about hands and knees instead?” She turned, giving me her perfect arse as she made to crawl onto the bed.
I smiled because I didn’t know how she managed to be adorable and sexy at the same time, but Silver accomplished it.
“Ride me.” I rounded the bed, lying with my back to the headboard.
At her hesitation, I paused.
“We don’t have to … but I want you to watch me come hard and quick because you’re so fucking sexy, Silver.”
Trusting me, she nodded and crawled across to straddle me. I immediately cupped her breasts in my hands and she gasped, arching into my touch. “Sensitive?”
“Yes.” She pressed her palms to my chest as I fondled her, rubbing my thumbs over her pebbling nipples. Then I coasted a hand down over the gentle swell of her stomach where our child grew between us, and between our legs so I could guide my cock into her.
I grunted at how wet she was, how easily I slid into her tight heat.
Silver gasped, arching her back again as she raised up on her knees and came back down on me. “Fuck.” I gripped her hair in my fist, yanking her toward me to take her left tit in my mouth. I felt Silver’s fingernails scratching across my back as I sucked and laved at her.
Soon I knew she’d forgotten all about her insecurities as I drove her to distraction, tormenting her nipples until she was writhing over me, hot and desperate to come.
Finally, I settled back, gripping her hips in my hands as I fucked her from below. Silver stifled her cry, hands clamping down on my shoulders as she took over. “That’s it,” I bit out, the heat tightening inside me with every thick drag of her pussy. “That’s my good girl. Fuck me, harder.”
My wife pushed against my shoulders, rolling her hips faster, her gasps growing harsher, faster as she climbed toward climax.
“This pussy …” I gripped her tighter, knowing my dirty talk would send her over the edge. “Made for me. So tight and wet for me. Come around my cock, like a good little wife.” I gritted my teeth because I was on the edge myself.
