Page 70 of His Secret Virgin
Turning me to face him, his lips met mine for a second. “I’ve never seen you as a kid, Emma. I’ve only seen the inner and outer beauty you possess. I’ve only seen the kindness that radiates from you. And the fact you didn’t see me as an old man made me love you, too.”
Unbuttoning his shirt, I ran my hands all over his massive chest. “I don’t know who would think of you as old, Christopher. You’re in better shape than anyone I’ve ever laid eyes on.” My mouth began to water as I touched his hard body.
With a low growl, he picked me up, taking me to the bed where he gently laid me down. I watched as he stripped away his clothes. That spectacular body belonged to my husband. I felt as high as a kite, knowing he was mine forever.
With one hand, he ripped my bra right off me, then did the same with my panties. “I suppose I need to get a subscription to a lingerie service. At the rate you rip them off me, I’m going to need to have new bras and panties delivered weekly, sexy.”
“Do that then.” He ran his fingertip up my stomach then between my breasts. “Because I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of doing that.” Getting on the bed, he pulled my legs up and bent my knees.
My entire body shuddered, knowing he was about to deliver an intimate kiss that would send me to a place only his mouth could. As his lips pressed against my swollen pearl, I closed my eyes.I’m married to the most desirable man I’ve ever met.
The thought seemed more like a dream than reality.
How did this happen?
One minute I was thinking he’d left me, then the next we were standing side-by-side saying vows I’d never dreamt of uttering.
It didn’t seem real. The way his mouth moved on me didn’t seem real, either. The way his hands ran over my hips and around to my butt, pulling my body up so he could devour me didn’t seem real.
Everything felt so right, so incredible—so unreal.
Heaven couldn’t be any better than this.
His mouth took me higher and higher until my body couldn’t take any more, and it crashed, making me scream his name over and over. Soft kisses moved up my stomach as he crawled up my body.
Sinking his hard cock into my pulsing canal, he groaned. “God, you feel so damn good, it doesn’t seem possible.”
Moving slowly, he filled me up in a way that I knew only he could. All the doubt I’d had in the last twenty-four hours vanished as we made love. As husband and wife, we joined our bodies together in a way we never had before.
It felt so different, so permanent. And instinctively I knew we would only get closer and closer as time passed. We would build our own family. If no one in either of ours ever came around to accepting us, then so be it. We had each other and our baby, and most likely, a couple more babies before we were all said and done.
I’d never had an end goal. I’d never known what I wanted to do with my life. But now I knew. I wanted to be Christopher Taylor’s wife. I wanted to raise our children together. I didn’t need anything more than that. Anything else was just extra. If I never did more than that, I would still call myself successful.
Running my fingers through his thick, dark hair, I whispered, “You’ve made me whole, Christopher Taylor.”
“Baby, you’ve done that for me too,” he growled as he moved faster, thrusting harder. “I can’t imagine being without you now.”
“You’ll never have to be without me.” I pulled his face to mine and kissed him as he took me even harder.
Whimpering with the oncoming orgasm, I had to release his mouth as the climax hit me, and I moaned with ecstasy. “Christopher!”
His body went stiff then wet heat shot into me, his juices mixed with mine. My legs shook, and I had to put them flat on the bed. Then I realized my whole body was shaking. Only then did I realize I was crying.
He rolled off me and leaned over me, kissing my wet cheeks. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“No,” I whispered. “I don’t know exactly why I’m crying. I’m just happy, and kind of in shock; I don’t believe this is really happening.”
He ran his hands over my cheeks, then kissed my trembling lips softly. “Baby, this is all real. You and I are married. You and I are going to have a baby. And you and I will be happy from this moment on. You don’t have to think about anything else. Things aren’t the same as they were a few hours ago. You are my wife now. A certain amount of respect comes with being my wife. You’ll see what I’m talking about when we get back home. Nothing will be the same.”
His words should’ve calmed me down, but they didn’t. “What is Mrs. Kramer going to think?”
His smile told me that was a silly thing to ask. “That our business is our business. She’s not one to make judgments, baby. No need to worry about that. Do you still want to continue as her assistant? Because you don’t have to if you don’t want to. That’s all up to you.”
“I liked working with her.” I thought about how hard it might be to see all the people at the company when they all knew about Christopher and me. “But don’t you think it’s going to be odd for us? Maybe it would be better for you if I don’t go back to work there. You know, maybe people won’t think badly about you if I’m not around.”
“Do you think I give a shit what anyone thinks?” He kissed me again. “Besides, not everyone is going to react the way our families did. Come back to work. You’ll see. No one will dare to say a word about me and you. I’m not just some guy who works there, baby. I own that company. No one from work will say a bad word against us—at least not to our faces. Now, our own families—well, that’s another story, isn’t it?”
With a sigh, I turned to cuddle against my husband’s chest. “Let’s just get some rest and deal with the aftermath when we have to and not a minute before.”
“Agreed.” He wrapped me in his warm embrace, and we drifted off to sleep, both of us knowing the war with our families wasn’t exactly over, even if we were man and wife.
