Page 93 of To Have and To Hold

His soothing, comforting words never stopped. “I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you.”

He pushed deeper and this time a sharp pain radiated through my body. I turned my head, unsuccessfully muffling a scream. A tear floated down my cheek.

“Isabella.”

“I should have asked questions of the tenants. How do they do this every night?”

His wide chest vibrated with laughter. “That was the worst of it. I promise.”

I wanted to believe him. He promised not to lie.

We lay still for a minute. As I relaxed, my core found a way to accommodate the massive cock inside me. In reality, I had no way of knowing if Em’s penis was big or not. I had no comparison, but from my viewpoint, I imagined something giant.

Finally, I nodded. “I’m better.”

Slowly he began pistoning his hips. His cock moved in and out, in and out. I lifted my hands to his shoulders, feeling the indentations of his muscles. I focused on his breathing. As his breaths came faster, his hips increased in speed. With my eyes open, I watched as his handsome face contorted, he stretched his neck, and a beastly roar filled the room. One. Two. Three more deep penetrations and his hard body fell over me.

Within my core, his penis continued to throb.

Em lifted his face, taking in my expression. “Are you all right?”

I nodded.

“Talk to me.”

“The first part was amazing. I’ve never felt anything like that, like my body was being wound up.”

He rolled, disconnecting us.

Moisture spilled between my legs.

Em had his head lifted on his fist with his elbow near my face. “The second part?”

I pressed my lips together. “I want to lie.”

His lips curled. “We don’t lie.”

“If I tell you the truth, you’ll think I don’t want to do this—have sex. I do want to.”

“But…?”

“It hurt.”

“It will get better.”

“If it didn’t, I don’t care how much money I made, I could never do what they do.”

Em’s laugh filled the room. “You’re never going to do what they do. There’s only one man’s cock who will ever be in that tight, perfect pussy, and that man is me.” He kissed my lips. “I’ll be right back.”

Back?

Where is he going?

I pulled myself up, sitting with my back against his headboard. As my muscles protested, I pulled the sheets over my breasts and looked around his bedroom. I’d been too nervous to take in my surroundings when we first entered. It was a nice-sized room, bigger than the one I had at Mia’s and maybe bigger than my one at home.

A smile came to my lips. This is now my home.

My lip disappeared beneath my teeth at the sight of my new husband walking from the bathroom, completely nude. My focus went to the appendage bobbing from his pelvis. “That was inside me?”

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