Page 84 of Reaper Released

“Fuck, Steel… this is beautiful.”

“You wanna live here together then?”

“Hell yeah. How am I ever gonna repay you for everything?”

“Maybe you could start by showing me the bedroom?”

I bark out a laugh. “Finally!” Grabbing his hand, I walk towards a door.

“Bathroom,” he whispers.

I turn to the other door looking at him. He shakes his head, there’s only one other door, so I head towards it. As I step through the door, it’s into a large room with a door on the back wall and one to the right. There is a large bed with sliding doors to a balcony on the left. Everything is in greys, blacks, and whites. It’s beautiful.

“Steel… I don’t know what to say. This is beautiful.”

He pulls me to him. “Wanna finally show me how appreciative you are?”

“Hell yeah!” I swing around, pointing at the zip. He slowly, painstakingly pulls the zip down, inching the dress over my hips and pooling it on the floor, leaving me in my white pants, knife holster and New Rock Trail boots.

“Fucking hell! I thought you looked mind-blowing in that dress, but you’re definitely load-blowing out of it. You look so damn sexy!” I kick the dress away from me.

“So, husband, whaddya wanna take off, and whaddya wanna leave on?” Reaching down and hooking my fingers into the waistband of his trousers and pulling him with me as I back towards the bed, once the backs of my legs hit the bed, I reach up and unbutton his shirt, sliding it off his strong shoulders, when it pools on the floor, he kicks his shoes off, while I undo his trousers and slide them down his legs.

Putting his hand on my chest, he pushes me back so I fall on the bed. Taking the rest of his clothes off, he stands there, completely naked, and fuck me. It’s a fucking beautiful sight. I lift up onto my elbows to drink him in. If I had ordered him out of a catalogue, I couldn’t have picked a more perfect partner. Licking his lips and smiling down at me, he crawls up my body, kissing, nipping and licking his way up to my mouth before devouring me while grinding his body into mine.

I’m overwhelmed with anticipation, and sensations take over me. I have waited what feels like so long for this release. I don't know If I can contain myself. I reach down to undo my boots.

“Leave them on. Leave it all on. Knives and all.”

“Kinky fucker!” I kiss him and roll him onto his back, straddling his waist. His palms caress my breasts, sliding down to my waist. He pulls me down onto him, grinding into me. I gasp.

“Fuck me, beautiful!” He reaches over to the bedside table, sliding the drawer open. There’s a stack of condoms.

I shake my head, leaning over and closing it. “We’re married now. I want you, bare. I want to feel you come inside me. I'm clean. I got tested a few weeks ago.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, just to be on the safe side. I wanted this to be… a first for me!”

“And me!”

“You’ve never?”

“No.”

“We can use a condom if you prefer, I—”

“No.” He shakes his head. “I don’t want that!”

“I just want you to fuck me, beautiful. I wanna feel all of you,” I say to him, reaching between my legs.

I lift off him, palming his dick in my hand. He’s already solid. Hard, proud, and pulsing, I bring him to my opening, pushing my pants aside. He holds my hips as our eyes meet, and I slowly lower myself onto him, stretching me in so many delicious ways. His breaths come in heavy as mine stutters. As I get to the bottom, I gasp and let out my breath, I’m so full, and Steel clamps down on my waist, holding me in place. I cock my head back and close my eyes. I try to rock forward but only manage a fraction of what I’m trying to do.

Steel interrupts my train of thought. “Wait!”

“Wait? You ok?”

“Yeah, just don’t wanna blow my load like a thirteen-year-old. Just gimme a second. Fuck, you feel so amazing!”

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