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Her hands slip under my shirt and dig into the muscles of my back.
I deepen the kiss to keep from letting out a hiss as her fingers dig into the spots where my wounds have just started to settle in.
“Fuck, I’m sorry—” she says, pulling away from me and pulling her hands back to her sides.
I grab one of them and place it where it was on my back. “Don’t be sorry. You can’t cause me pain—not when we’re together. Have me how you want.”
She hesitantly keeps her hand on my back, gentler this time, but I don’t force the issue again.
I trail my hand down her side to the hem of her shirt and push it up, feeling the softness of her belly.
Our eyes meet, and for a second, we are both thinking about the baby she carries inside. I don’t know how I feel. Although I wish the baby were mine, I know it isn’t. I’m terrified Rialta will suffer the same fate as Ri. I’m more afraid she’ll birth the baby, only to have to hide it away like her father did her. I’m petrified she’ll always be running—until death eventually catches her as it will with me.
“Don’t—stop thinking, just fuck me,” she says.
My eyes intensify at her words. “Such a dirty mouth.”
“You taught me how.”
Then I pop the button on her jeans and slip the zipper down before pushing my hand between her panties. She gasps as I find her clit with my fingers, pressing hard against the sensitive spot.
I don’t have to let my fingers slip further to know how wet she is.
“I need you inside me.” Her hands claw at the waistband of my jeans, trying to yank them down without undoing the button or zipper first.
She’s frantic, and so am I. There’s a thrill in the air at the thought of Andrea coming back in at any moment and catching us.
I lift her sweater up and lower my mouth to her nipple, swirling my tongue over her pointed tip to distract her as I undo my pants. She arches her back, her body already convulsing, and I’m not even inside her yet.
“Hurry,” her voice is throaty.
Fuck me.
How am I ever supposed to give her up? How did I fail so miserably? I had her and lost her. And yet, she still wants one last time.
My cock springs free and slips between her legs, exactly where it belongs.
“Lennox,” she cries as I grind my body over her slick entrance, teasing her without entering her. She’s drenched, just like I knew she would be. And there’s a charge of electricity in the air that heats us despite the cold.
“Get the fuck inside me, now.”
I chuckle as my lips come down on hers, and she nearly strangles me as I flick her clit but still don’t enter her.
“If Andrea comes back before you fuck me, I’ll never forgive you. It will be the worst sin you’ve committed against me.”
My eyes darken, and my smile drops to a serious line. “I would never let that happen.”
And then I thrust inside her in a long, wicked stroke that drives her hard into the thin mattress.
Her mouth widens around my lips, but the scream she so dearly needs to leave her body is muffled by my mouth.
How could this not be enough for her to pick me? It’s everything to me.
She feels so tight around me, like I fill every bit of her with my cock. Slowly, the fullness must ease enough for her to rock against me.
I rock back in slow, gentle caresses. Right now, it’s not about a quick orgasm—it’s about milking this moment for as long as it will last. Her body tightens around me, sucking me in before whimpering at the loss of me each time I pull almost all the way out.
“I know I’m not the greatest love of your life. I’m not even sure I’m anything to you beyond a good fuck. But you’re the greatest love of my life, wifey. And it was an honor to marry you.”
