He reached the suite and slowly turned the knob after inserting his card key. After walking in he saw her standing in the floor wearing next to nothing and his member instantly hardened. He licked his lips as he approached her.
“Wow,”
Max giggled nervously.
“You like,”
“Very much,”
“It was a gift from Nadine,” Max said.
Matthew’s eyes roamed over the thin aqua material and that left nothing to his imagination.
“Remind me to kiss my sister-in-law when we get back,” he said, pulling her into his arms.
“I want you,” Max said quietly into his ear as he bent his head down to meet her lips.
Max stared at the man who was now her husband.
Tears welled up in her eyes. She loved him so much. She wanted to make him happy. Dr. Nelson had told her that she would know when she was ready. Never had she felt more ready than she did at that moment. She wanted him and she loved him and she wanted to express that love. For once she felt no fear.
“It’s time Matthew.”
He looked at her unsure of what she was saying.
“What?”
“I want you. I want us to seal this marriage and our vows with our love. I’m ready.” She stepped back and looked into his eyes. “I want us to make love.”
“Max, you don’t have to-”
“I want to. I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
He stared at her a moment, not sure of what to say. He wanted to believe her. He didn’t want to rush her.
She took his hand. “Come on,”
She led him to the bedroom and began undoing his clothes. She ran her hands across his chest. She then placed several kisses on his chest and unbuckled his pants.
“Take your clothes off,” she said, looking at him. There was no fear. There was no dread. She knew that she was ready.
Matthew hesitated and then complied. He stood before her naked and she walked up to him and put her arms around his neck.
She kissed him and he pulled her closer. She could feel the hardness of his member between them, and she looked up at him as he was watching her closely.
Matthew wanted to take his time. He removed the flimsy gown and resisted tearing it from her body. He lay on the bed beside her kissing her and touching her breasts, not sure if she was truly ready. His lips traveled over her, exploring and seeking. His hand slowly traveled down to the fine hairs of her mound and lightly caressed her with his fingers while he kissed her breasts. He explored her belly button with his tongue and moved lower. He hesitated and then pushed her legs apart. She made no effort to resist him and he found his light touches to her sex was causing his fingers to become wet and slippery. Encouraged by her response, he moved his head lower.
H is tongue sought the wetness he’d created and he drank in her essence which heightened his arousal. His erection was painful now, but he ignored his own discomfort as he tried all he knew how to make it good for her. His tongue explored her folds and she arched her back upwards instinctively seeking more. He tasted her clit which was slick with her desire and flicked his tongue over it.
“You are so beautiful here,” he said as he touched her. “I want to make you come apart for me…I want to make you come over and over again.”
He could feel her body tremble in response to his whispers and found that his fingers were drenched as he continued to taste her. He gritted his teeth to hold himself in check because this was about her, making it good for her.
He moved up her body and kissed her lips, his fingers not missing a beat. “Come” he commanded with a whisper before licking her ear.
Matt heard her cry his name and his heart swelled knowing that he’d helped her reach her peak. He then kissed her passionately as she recovered from her orgasmand their eyes met.
“That was good,” she said sounding breathless as she grinned up at him.
“It gets better,” he replied returning her smile.
He positioned himself over her and searched her eyes for any signs of fear.
“Are you ready, Max?”
Max saw the apprehension in his face and pulled his face down to hers in a kiss. “I’m ready, Matthew,” she whispered kissing him again. “Let’s do this.”
He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly eased inside her. Her expression didn’t change as he easily filled her. He heard her gasp and was instantly filled with dread. He looked at her afraid to move as he fully possessed her.
Tears were in her eyes. “It doesn’t hurt, Matthew!” she exclaimed almost in wonder. “I feel you inside me and it doesn’t hurt.”
He smiled at the wonder in her voice and he began to move within her. “No baby, it’s not supposed to hurt. It’s supposed to feel just like this.”
He continued his slow movements, in and out watching her reaction for several minutes.
“It feels good, Matt! It feels good!” she exclaimed laughing as tears of relief ran from her eyes. “I like it.”
“Yeah, baby.” he replied as he moved with more confidence.
She grinned up at him. “I won’t break. I’m fine. Please, I like this but I want—I don’t know. I want…” She looked at him, questioning. “What do I want? I want more. I want to feel you more, but how?”
He chuckled and grabbed her beneath her buttocks and picked up the pace slamming into her harder. “Like this?”
Her eyes widened. “Oh, yes.”
Matthew closed his eyes. God she felt good. They would be all right. He knew that now. He could feel her walls tightening around him and he knew that he wouldn’t last long. He kissed her and slowed down.
“We don’t have to rush things.” He explained as he took her nipple between his teeth.
Max stared up at him in wonder. She watched his facial expressions as moved in and out, in and out, his movements causing her to tremble with need. He moved faster and harder and she liked it. She couldn’t believe it, she actually liked it.
He placed his mouth on her breast and she shuddered in response. She ran her fingers through his hair, loving the feel of it, of him inside of her. He withdrew and then thrust into her again, his movements sure and strong. Her hips lifted to meet his thrusts and she was rewarded with more shocks of pleasure that traveled throughout her body.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he groaned in her ear.
She complied and was rewarded with his body rubbing against her sensitive nub and she bit her lip to keep from screaming out.
“Just let go,” he said as his thrusts became fiercer. “Let go.”
She relaxed a bit and found herself riding the wave of pleasure that coursed through her body. She felt his fingers digging painfully into her buttocks as he raised her off of the bed. She arched her back and screamed unable to contain her feelings any longer.
His sweat dripped on her face and Max thought he looked almost barbaric as his face contorted; his mouth open and his eyes squeezed shut. He raised her hips higher, his movements were now rapid and her body shook with his thrusts.
He exclaimed that he couldn’t hold on, but she didn’t want it to end so quickly. More sweat dripped from him and their bodies made squishing sounds at their mating. She loved everything that was happening to her and she didn’t want it to end. That fact alone caused her to marvel.
She felt his body stiffen and she could actually feel his member’s release inside of her and she knew that this was truly the way it was meant to be.
He collapsed on the bed beside her, and she watched him until his breathing returned to normal.
“No regrets?” he asked catching his breath grinning at her.
“No,” she whispered, smiling at him. She paused a moment. “Matthew.”
“Hmmm,” he said, almost drifting off to sleep.
“How soon can we do it again?”
He opened his eyes and chuckled. “Freak!”
Max giggled, filled with awe and contentment. She had enjo
yed every minute of their lovemaking. She no longer felt broken and finally had the memory she had longed for. Matthew had mended the broken pieces of her heart and she was filled with joy.
She looked at her wedding rings and smiled truly content. She knew that this was just the beginning and that they still had hurdles to overcome. She also knew in her heart, however, that they were going to be all right.
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Table of Contents
Broken
Copyright
Contents
Dedication
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
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