Page 26 of When it Sizzles

I gulp and nod. “You don’t think we’ll have any problems with um…fit, do you?”

He leans closer, brushing his lips against mine, sending fresh tingles across my skin as he promises, “No, we won’t. Because I’m going to make sure you’re soaked for me, Wendy Ann Sinclair.”

“Sinclair.” I curl my fingers into his biceps, wonder filling my chest. “I’m a Sinclair.”

“You’re mine,” he says, his hand slipping down the front of my panties, making me cry out as his fingers glide through my already soaked folds. “And I’m yours. Forever.”

“Forever,” I promise again, meaning it more than ever as he drops his mouth to my breast and does mind-bending things to my nipples, proving my husband is the very, very best.

Connor

My girl, my beautiful girl…

My Wendy Ann…

My wife…

Just thinking the word is enough to make me want to shove her panties to one side and take her now. I want to be inside her so much, it’s torture.

But sweet torture.

Torture I want to make last as long as possible…

I roll my tongue against her nipple as I suck her deep, making her whimper and writhe. Someday, I’ll spend hours worshipping her honey-sweet skin, but today, we’re both too eager, too desperate for each other.

“Panties off, please,” she pants, reaching for my cock and wrapping her fingers tight around it.

I groan in response, pre-come leaking from my tip. “Let me get a condom first.”

“No condom. I’m on the pill, and I don’t want anything between us.” She pulls back, holding my gaze as she adds, “Besides, if we accidentally got pregnant, it wouldn’t be the end of the world. After all…” She strokes me up and down again, making my soul threaten to exit my body. “We’re married.”

“We are so fucking married,” I agree, my heart slamming in my chest at the thought of her slick heat around me bare.

I want to come buried to the hilt in her sweetness more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Ever. I want to fill her with my release, mark her as mine. Some primal part of me roars at the thought as I drag her panties and stockings down her legs, promising the stockings I’ll pause to appreciate them fully next time, after I’ve made this woman mine.

As soon as we’re both naked, I surge over her again, sucking her nipple into my mouth, until she’s panting and writhing beneath me again. Then her hands are buried in my hair as she pulls my mouth to hers. Her tongue strokes into my mouth, wild and hungry, her taste, her passion, driving me even crazier.

“Need you, Wendy Ann,” I groan against her lips as I stroke a finger inside her, then another, stretching her, preparing her.

“Please,” she says, her hands trembling as she cups my face. “I need you, too. Now. Please. Don’t make me wait. Not anymore.”

I can’t deny her that. I can’t deny her anything.

I’m hers to command, tonight and for the rest of our lives.

I hold her gaze as she wraps her legs around my waist, shivering as my cock presses against her drenched pussy. “I love you,” she whispers. “Let me show you how much.”

The words are barely out in the air between us before I’m somehow lined up perfectly with her entrance and gliding into her with a pained, pleasured groan. I clench my jaw, fighting to take it slow, but at that exact moment she flexes her thighs, forcing me deep.

She cries out, but thank God it’s a sound of relief, not pain. “Yes,” she pants, smiling as she pulls in ragged breaths and hugs me close. “God, Connor, it’s so perfect. You feel so good. It doesn’t hurt at all.”

“No?” I ask, sinking deeper, until every last inch of my throbbing dick is encased in her sweetness. And it is…heaven. Paradise. Better than any sexual encounter I could have imagined before I fell in love at first sight with the only woman I ever want to take to bed, from now until the moment they lay me in the ground.

“No,” she confirms, rocking her hips forward, taking me just that tiniest bit deeper. “I just feel full in the best way and…” She trails off, biting her bottom lip as she wiggles slightly. “And like, I want to…move.”

“We can move,” I promise, stroking into her long and slow—once, twice— a tight laugh bursting from my throat when she grips my ass in her hands, using the leverage to shift the angle of our connection until her lashes flutter with a blissful sigh.

“Yes, just like that, right there,” she whispers, moaning as I follow her lead.

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