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My knees buckle, but he holds me up when he slides his other hand around my waist.
“This is wild,” I say with a moan wrapped around it.
“This is us.” His lips trail a path over my neck. “Our wild love.”
I come, seeking his mouth as I do so our kiss can drown the sounds I can’t contain.
My husband kisses me softly before he pulls back. “Let me hear it. Let me hear it all.”
I let go, still holding tight to his hand as he fucks me through the orgasm with his skilled fingers.
As I come down from the high, I bury my face in his chest. “Did anyone see us?”
“No one,” he whispers. “This was just for us.”
“For us.” I suck in a deep breath but still feel as though I can’t breathe.
“That was one hell of a kiss, Mrs. Lawton.” He tenderly runs his fingers over my core before his touch leaves me. “I, for one, will never forget it.”
“Me either.” I look into his eyes.
He slides down to crouch in front of me, planting a soft kiss on my pussy before he adjusts the skirt of my dress.
“You ruined my panties,” I remind him. “Now, I have to ride the subway home like this.”
He straightens to stand. “It was worth it, Gina. It was all worth it.”
I can’t argue with him, so I don’t.
Tenderly, he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “Let’s go home.”
I nod, desperately wanting to tell him this is a wild love. It’s the love I’ve been waiting my entire life for. It fills me in a way nothing ever has before.
“You’re perfect.” He adjusts his jacket on me, straightening the lapels.
“So are you,” I whisper.
He smiles, and it’s so brilliant that it feels as though it lights up the night. “I’m also very, very hard.”
“I’ll take care of that as soon as we’re home,” I promise with a wicked smile.
He rakes me over. “Can you run in those heels?”
Slapping the center of his chest, I laugh. “I can’t even promise I can walk after what we just did.”
“If you can’t, I’ll carry you.” He kisses me again softly. “I love taking care of you.”
I stroke a hand over the late-day stubble on his jaw. “You’re going to really love how I take care of you as soon as we get home.”
His eyebrows perk. “What are we waiting for?”
I take a tentative step and then a second. “I’m ready if you are.”
CHAPTERFORTY-SEVEN
Daniel
A blow joband then a good hard fuck.
