Page 171 of Master of My Life

winced as she stretched to accommodate his girth. “Are you okay?”

Sabrina nodded. “I think I shrunk,” she said half-joking. Sex wasn’t normally painful unless the

man wanted it to be, and she knew Chase didn’t want to hurt her.

He kissed her until she relaxed then he leaned back, and they stared into each other’s eyes as he

took possession of her body, inch by inch. Her body painfully yielded to his presence. He was so

attentive, stopping frequently and looking for confirmation before moving again. Her muscles

clenched around him and his breath hitched. Slowly, he pushed himself all the way in to the hilt, and

he paused, breathing heavily. They gazed into each other’s eyes as they familiarized themselves with

each other in the most intimate fashion.

“I love you, Sabrina Ralston,” he said in a low, passionate voice that made her insides melt.

“I love you, Christopher Ralston,” she said softly, then pulled herself up by his neck and kissed

him.

She nibbled on his lower lip and he moaned and shifted his weight. She released his lip and let

out a moan of her own. He moved slowly in and out. Each thrust inward sent spears of heat through

her body. She lost herself to the rhythm of his hips, matching her own movements to his. She clenched

around him as he filled her, and he groaned into her neck. The rhythm quickened, and she cried out

with pleasure with each thrust inward. She dug her fingernails into his back and wrapped her legs

around his hips as his thrusting increased in both tempo and intensity.

“Yes! Oh yes, Chase!” she cried out as she spiraled toward release. Harder and deeper he filled

her. His body pounded into hers. He cried out her name as he climaxed. Her orgasm exploded

seconds later, and she shattered, crying Chase’s name over and over again. Her head pressed into the

pillow behind her, and she clung to him, riding the waves of such pleasure she had never known.

She shuddered as the final waves of her climax ebbed away. Chase rolled off onto his side and

drew her close. He breathed heavily, his body damp with sweat. She wrapped her free arm around

his back and kissed his chest.

Sabrina sighed, content.

“Now, we are truly husband and wife,” he murmured into her hair.

Chase stared at the ceiling. The sun sank lower in the sky as Sabrina nestled against his chest,

sleeping. He ran his fingers up and down her silky soft skin.

She was everything he imagined she would be and more. Being with her, coming together as

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