Page 71 of The Last Strike

He pushed his pants to the floor, grabbed her hips, and threw her onto the bed.

Abi bit her lip as he crawled over her and pushed inside.

“You’re so wet,” he said with a groan.

“For you,” Abi said, gasping as his fingers dug into her hips.

Asher mumbled something Abi couldn’t make out. She raised her hips, pressing back against him, wanting more of him. Needing more.

He pushed her breasts together, his hands rough and commanding.

Abi had never given much thought to wedding-night sex, but if this was the precursor to married life, she was very happy.

“I like you in this mood,” she whispered in his ear, kissing his neck.

“What mood?” he asked, locking his eyes on hers as he continued to grind his hips against hers.

Abi giggled. “What mood?” she asked, continuing before he had a chance to answer. “Whatever mood has gotten into you tonight.”

A sly smile spread across his lips. “Oh, theI wish everyone had left dinner an hour ago so I could make love to my new wifemood.”

Abi chuckled but it quickly turned into a moan as Asher pushed her breasts out of her dress and sucked on her nipples.

“Yes, that one,” she said with a husky voice.

“Baby,” he moaned as he sucked harder.

Abi felt the pull deep in her hips and the heat spread through her body.

“Not yet,” Asher said, pulling out.

He flipped her over and raised her hips. He held her tight as he kneeled behind her, slowly pushing in. He swore, his voice deep and gruff.

Abi pushed back, needing more but Asher held her hips tight and slowed down, teasing her.

“Please,” she begged.

He pushed in hard and she groaned.

Asher slapped her ass and she inhaled sharply.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he said, his voice deep and breathless.

“Please,” she begged again, the pitch of her voice higher, more desperate.

Asher rocked into her, harder and faster.

Abi felt her orgasm build and, a moment later, her world exploded as Asher shuddered before collapsing onto her. He rolled, wrapping her in his arms.

“I am the happiest man in the world,” he said as he closed his eyes.

Abi pushed up on her elbow, bringing her lips to his.

“I love you. Forever,” she whispered, and his arms tightened around her.

Forever. As soon as the word left her lips, she thought of Khalil and the pit of her stomach churned.

How long would they have together?

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