Page 14 of Wicked Devotion

Faith relaxed back against Rafael as her thoughts and feelings bombarded her, almost overwhelming her.

She pushed them away for the moment so she could enjoy this time with her husband. Jesus, she had a husband. A man she didn’t know and was trusting to take care of her. Until then, she’d never trusted anyone besides her sisters and father.

Before the thought could grow, she looked at him over her shoulder. “Husband?”

He slowly opened his eyes and smiled. “I like when you say that.”

Her face brightened in pleasure. “May I wash you now?”

She felt him stiffen and thought she’d done something wrong. “I’m sorry…”

He cupped her cheek. “You did nothing wrong. I’ve just not had anyone want to take care of me before.”

A frown puckered her brow. “Isn’t a man and wife supposed to take care of each other?”

He caressed her face with his thumb. “I would say yes, but I don’t think it happens very often.”

“If you’ll allow it, I’d like to take care of you.”

He smiled gently. “Absolutely. I would enjoy that.”

She felt a lightness invade her heart as she turned in the tub, grabbed the sponge he used on her, and added soap to it. She started at his neck and moved down. She paused when her hands slid below the water, and she encountered his hard cock.

Her eyes flew to his. “Why are you hard again?”

He smiled. “I’m afraid every time you touch me, I’m going to get hard.”

Her lips turned down. “I’m sorry.”

He sputtered out a laugh. “Don’t you dare be sorry. I think it’s wonderful that my body craves yours.”

She bowed her head and looked up at him through her lashes. “I think my body is doing the same thing. My stomach is aching again.”

Her eyes slid closed when his hand cupped her breast, and his thumb raked over her rigid nipple.

“I’d say you are.”

She balanced her hands on his shoulders. “Can we…?”

“I think you’ll be too sore, Love.”

“I don’t care. You’ll make it go away,” she said simply.

He pulled her onto his lap and arranged her legs on either side of his hips. “Tell me if this hurts too much.”

She nodded as she felt the head of his cock bump against her cunt.

“Lower down a bit, Love.”

She did what he said and felt him thrust up into her. Her head fell back, and a groan flew from her mouth.

“Are you doing okay?”

She nodded. “Keep going.”

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He gripped her hips to hold her steady for his lunges. He gritted his teeth when he couldn’t go deep enough. He lifted her off him.

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