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“I’ll take you dressed or naked, or any variation in between. I fucking love you, Samantha.” When my hands reach her body, I pull her close and kiss her for all I’m worth. “God, you smell amazing, Samantha. I’m completely addicted to you.”
I lift her and carry her to the king-size bed. My first mission of the evening is to taste her everywhere and draw out her pleasure as long as I can. As soon as I set her in the middle of the bed, I crawl up her body. I pepper her with kisses on the way. I pull back when we’re eye-to-eye and stare for an unknown time. She completely unhinges me and the sheer thought of knowing she’s officially mine has me wanting to shout from the rooftops.
“Are you just going to stare at me or are you going to do something about it?” she challenges.
“Oh, I’ll do something all right, beautiful,” I tease as I lean in and swipe my tongue along her lower lip, getting her to open for me, while simultaneously dragging one hand up her luscious body. I tease her sensitive nipples through the sheer fabric and I swear they’ve grown since the last time we were intimate.
When Samantha moans and pulls at my boxer briefs, I move back down her neck, trailing kisses, until I can tease her nipples through the fabric of this sexy get up. “Enzo…” she writhes. “I need more.”
I reach down and glide my hands from her knees to her inner thighs. The silk stockings feel magnificent against her skin. She must agree because she audibly sighs. When I skim past the garter belt, and onto her silky, smooth skin, I’m forced to stop playing with her breast. I need to see what my fingers have discovered. Samantha’s silky, smooth, and bare?Holy shit, there’s not a stitch of hair.
“Did you?” I tilt my head in wonder.
“You like?”
I flip the scrap of material obstructing my view out of the way. The sight alone nearly takes my breath and coherent thoughts away. There, in all its glory, is Samantha’s glistening pussy fully on display. Not being able to control myself. I bend down and lick from her center to her clit. I vaguely hear Samantha stifle a deep moan when I do it again and again until I nearly have her coming in seconds.
Don’t get me wrong, I love going down on Samantha, always have. But this brings things to an entirely new level of satisfaction. She seems to be hyper-sensitive and I can’t get enough of her. Out of nowhere, an orgasm comes barreling through her, and I’ve barely begun to get my fill of playing with her. Once she’s come down from her high, I start all over again, this time adding my fingers to the mix.
By the time I actually fuck her, my cock’s about to explode in seconds. I do my best to make things last. This new sensation as I bottom out in her is a huge turn on for both of us. We finish together in an epic explosion, and I swear I almost black out. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on. I’m not sure if it’s because she’s officially my wife, or she felt so unbelievable bare, but this is among the hottest nights of my life.
When I’m able to move, I flop onto my back until I can muster the energy to get up to clean us off.
I’m not quite sure what to think when Sam pants, “Lexi’s right. This feels fucking fantastic.” Her fingertips graze her bare mound. I cock an eyebrow at her and she smiles. “She’s the one who booked the Brazilian wax. It hurt like a son-of-a-bitch, but my God, I think it was so worth it.”
“Sam, you know I enjoy it either way. There’s no need to hurt yourself in the process.”
“So do I,” she admits. “But wasn’t this fantastic?”
“It’s something I’ll never forget, but I never want you in pain, beautiful.”
“I think I just might have to try that again.” She giggles. “For research purposes.”
“I think I can handle that,” I murmur and somehow, my cock has decided it’s time to play again.
20
Samantha
“Holy crap!Being married to Enzo’s amazing,” I tell Lexi one morning over coffee when it’s just the two of us at our office. “The man’s insatiable, but with my pregnancy hormones in full swing, so am I.” I can’t help but laugh. “Our honeymoon was unbelievable. When we finally ventured out of our room, we had the most amazing couples’ massage.”
“I’m so happy for you, Sam,” Lexi says before taking another drink from the mug she’s holding.
“He’s so thoughtful. He even arranged for me to get a pre-natal massage, so that I could be more comfortable,” I add as I take a bite of the bagel she’s brought me.
“How are the kids handling the adjustment?”
“Well, it’s only been about a week, but I’d say it’s going well.” I shrug.
Lexi nods in agreement. “Yeah, you’re all in the honeymoon phase. I’m sure shit will get real soon enough.” She winks.
“Bite your tongue, woman. I don’t need to borrow trouble. We’re going to tell Frankie and Dec tonight about the twins. We didn’t want them to have too much thrown at them all at once.”
“That should be interesting. But, Maddie seems to be handling it well, isn’t she?”
I nod. “Thank goodness. I just about died when Nicole figured it out.” I place my hands on my belly and rub lightly. Just a matter of days until everyone knows. “Frankie, on the other hand, might be realizing the honeymoon’s over.” I shake my head, remembering their standoff last night.
“Why is that?” Lexi asks with interest.
