Page 141 of Legacy

His fingers dig into my thighs, and I can practically feel his grin as he thrusts his hips forward. With the toy adding pressure, I feel every inch of his thick cock sliding in and out. The overstimulation is more intense than anything I’ve experienced.

And when he flicks a switch that has the toy buzzing, I let out a feral scream as I shove my face into the pillow again.

“No hiding, Reagan. I want to hear my wife scream for me.” He thrusts deep. “I might not share the sight of you with my club, but they still need to know you’re mine. Let them hear you while you take my cock like a good little wife.”

I meet his thrusts with the rock of my hips. Chasing my pleasure as my entire body sparks. With each deep movement, I scream for Jesse, and when he angles the toy, I can’t hold out any longer.

My arms shake as I collapse my forehead to the bed. His hands are all that hold my thighs in place as he fucks me relentlessly. And as I come, I pull him over that edge with me. He pulses, releasing with deep, intense thrusts.

I’m prickling. The slightest brush of his fingers down my spine feels like a match igniting on my skin.

Jesse pulls the toy out first, then slowly slips out of me. Only then do I collapse, and he pulls my back to his front, holding me in the bed.

My chest heaves with heavy breaths as I come down from the high, and Jesse holds me through it.

“Are you okay?” He kisses the back of my shoulder. “Not too much?”

I shake my head. “No, that was incredible. We should do it again.”

He chuckles. “Let’s shower and eat first.”

But he doesn’t pull away immediately. He hums with his nose buried in my hair. His hand is over mine on my stomach as he traces the diamond band he gave me yesterday at the ceremony.

“We’ll get up in a minute,” I say, closing my eyes, lingering in this moment with my husband.

“Thank you,” he whispers against the back of my head.

“For what?”

“For not listening when I told you to leave at the very beginning.”

I smile, brushing my fingers over his wedding band. “Someone had to put you in your place, Jesse King.”

“Lord knows you were the only woman who could do it.” He hugs me tighter. “I love you, Reagan.”

“I love you too, Jesse.”

Every single part of him.

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