Page 140 of Legacy

“Not even close.” He grins, pulling a small pouch out of the drawer.

“How many gifts are you going to give me? A necklace after the wedding… an orgasm first thing in the morning.”

“I’ll never be done giving you everything you could want or need.” He grins down at me from where he’s sitting back on his heels between my legs. “Besides, I’ll have just as much fun with this gift as you will.”

He pulls a small item out of the pouch, and my eyes widen. “Is that—”

I swallow hard, taking in the silver plug.

“Something that’s going to make you feel good.” Jesse winks. “Now turn over and get on your hands and knees.”

Excitement courses through me. Jesse knows I love it when he uses my vibrator on me, and he asked if there was anything else I might be interested in trying. I admitted to him I always wanted to explore all the different ways he could please me, and he is clearly more than happy to make that happen.

Flipping over, I do as I’m told. We’ve both been stripped of clothes since we came into this room last night after the quick wedding in the backyard of the clubhouse. We said we’d return to the party and never did, which means we’ll be having cake for breakfast if there’s any of it left.

“You’re so pretty when you let me defile you, Reagan.” Jesse runs his hand over the round curve of my hips, digging his fingers into the flesh and rocking my ass against his hard cock. “So beautiful.”

His calloused fingers trace my body, appreciating every curve.

Behind me, I hear him pop something, and I look to see him opening lube that must have also been in the pouch.

“This might be a little cold.” Jesse drips the cool liquid over me, and I shiver as it dribbles down my ass.

I’m burning up with every sensation.

Jesse tosses the bottle to the side and slowly rolls the plug up and down my center, driving it into my pussy first.

“So perfect, offering all your holes to your husband. Letting me play with you however I please. I’m going to fuck you until you leak with my cum, and you’re going to beg me to do it, aren’t you, wife?”

“Yes.” The word cuts off on a quick breath as he presses the plug against my tight hole, slowly working it in.

Jesse takes care of me in every way he can think of. By picking up my favorite dessert from the bakery after he’s done at the auto body shop, to building me a bookshelf in the living room for my growing collection. But the way he deliciously defiles me in bed might be my favorite.

He lines himself up, knowing what I need. Quelling that ache as he readies his cock and thrusts deep.

My husband claims me, body and soul.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” He grunts, grabbing my ass with his free hand.

With the other, he adds more pressure to the plug, slowly fucking me and warming me up. My muscles are still waking up from being asleep, and I’m relaxed, taking him, even as he strikes me deep. I lower to my elbows to get leverage so I don’t fall over.

“How do youfeel?” he asks.

I look over my shoulder, a sheen of sweat covering my forehead. His gaze is fixed on where we’re connected until his hips meet mine, and he looks up at me.

Blue eyes like the heart of a fire.

“It feels so good,” I tell him. “I want you to fuck me with it.”

His jaw ticks at me, cursing. Jesse likes playing with me in bed until I’m sweating, swearing, and cursing. It spurs him on.

I don’t take my eyes off him as he adds pressure, and then he’s slipping the toy past the tight hole, and my vision grows dark around the edges.

“Holy shit.” I bury my face in the pillow, trying to relax.

“You okay, sweetheart?” He rubs the back of my thighs to soothe me.

I nod my head. “Yes, it’s just—a lot. But good… fuck me. Please fuck me.”

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