“Easy now, love,” he rumbled, as a smile stretched his full lips.
She pulled her long nightgown up and straddled his lap on the bed. “I shall always love you.” Then she sighed as the truth spewed out of her, no matter how much she wished to hide it. “I’ve always loved you, you foolish man.”
Then she leaned over and captured his lips with hers. Her tongue slid past all his barriers and stroked over his. She tasted him, the faint hint of spiced meat and brandy.
And she also tasted desire.
As their tongues tangled, sensuously twining around each other, her heart pounded. She’d never felt so free, and yet so exposed. Knowing he would bring their kiss to a halt if she didn’t make it impossible, she reached down and hauled her nightgown up her body.
Breaking their kiss, she jerked the fabric monstrosity—the one he had insisted she wear—up over her head. “I love you, Wolf. And I plan to prove it to you over and over again tonight.”
A low groan rumbled from him as he took in her naked form. Beneath her heated core, she could feel his cock growing hard. She knew he wanted her as much as she wanted him, but still, he hesitated.
“You’ve had a traumatic—”
She lifted her breast up and presented it to him. “Suck my nipple.”
He growled. “I’m trying to be chivalrous here. A gentleman.”
She reached up and fisted her hand in his hair, tipping his head back, so he had to look her in the eye. “I asked you to suck on my nipple. I’ve bared my body to you in blatant invitation. Nobody here requested a gentleman.”
He scowled at her as his gaze lit with an intensity that promised epic delights. “Then I’ll stop pretending I am one, and simply fuck you as I’ve wanted to since I found you in that ramshackle attic. I’m going to claim you in the most elemental way.”
And then he wrenched free of her grasp, latched on to her breast, and sucked. She gasped, as first pain and then pure pleasure spiked through her body, arrowing right to her core. Her pussy grew hot and wet and needy as he pulled on her hardening tip.
Then he switched to the other one.
Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she hung on for dear life as he played with her breasts like a man starved. Lifting them up and together, he took both nipples in his mouth at once and drew on them. Shivers of pure ecstasy pulsed through her body as he drove her close to climax.
“Please,” she whimpered.
He released them and looked up at her. “Come for me.”
Then he returned to playing with one pebbled tip before switching to the other. Meanwhile, he slipped his other hand down to the juncture of her thighs and stroked. With a firm, sure-handed swipe over her clit timed with the sucking pulse of his mouth on her breast, she exploded.
“Wolf! Oh, God!”
As she writhed on his hand, letting the tug of his mouth draw out her pleasure, she floated. And then she found herself whipped around, lying flat on her back on the bed. When he spread her thighs wide and slipped to his knees, she bit her lip and waited to see what would come next. While always an attentive lover, she didn’t suspect that he would have the patience for more foreplay.
To her surprised delight, she sucked in a breath at the first stroke of his tongue over her sensitive tissues.
“Mmmm…” he moaned between her thighs. “So sweet.”
She whimpered as he licked all around her, pushing her past her recent orgasm and driving her toward a new peak. Sweat beaded on her chest as she lay there writhing on the bed, pushing her pussy into her husband’s face. “More,” she demanded, and slid her hands into his hair.
He lapped at her entrance, drove his tongue inside her, and then withdrew to repeat the invasion with his fingers. The familiar tingle that promised another climax teased her core. She dug her heels into the mattress and ground up into the pleasurable assault. Her love for this man blossomed in her chest and made every swipe of his tongue more intense.
And then her orgasm slammed into her. Her body clenched around his fingers as bliss radiated out along her limbs. He continued to lap at her, easing her down from her high until she was barreling toward yet another release.
“Wolf, I need you. Inside me this time.”
She all but keened the demand as he continued working her core.
He lifted his head, his mouth shiny with her pleasure. “I could eat you all night.”
A soft whimper escaped her. “I don’t think I could survive that. Please…”
He rose up and pulled his own nightshirt off as she reached for him. “Scoot back on the bed.”
His glittering gaze tracked her movement. The moment she hit the center of the big mattress, he crawled on the bed. All predator, he moved up her body until he spread her thighs. Then he took his cock in hand and rubbed the tip along her swollen folds.
“I don’t think I can be gentle tonight.”
“Not required. I want to feel you in me tomorrow, even when we are apart.”
She couldn’t explain such a strong need for him after two incredible orgasms, but there it was. She wanted to feel him battering into her until nothing but the two of them remained.
With a grunt, he slammed into her with one hard stroke.
“Yes!” she cried out, the feeling of him filling her an incredible sensation.
Then he balanced on his arms and started pistoning in and out of her hot core. She wrapped her legs around his hips and thrust up to meet him on each downstroke.
“Amazing. You are the most incredible woman.”
His rumbled praise sent a spike of warmth through her.
Then he threw one of her legs up over his shoulder, changing the angle of his entry. Suddenly, he was hitting that sensitive spot inside her that made her scream. And with each successive strike, she felt another climax gathering like a pending storm.
Over and over, he thrust inside of her, binding them in an irrevocable act of love. Her orgasm built slowly, rumbling low in her pelvis as he shuttled in and out of her body. Finally, he plunged inside her again and the storm broke. She screamed his name as she shattered and flew apart. Little bits of herself exploded outward, expanding to fill the room and the space around them.
For a moment, it seemed she hovered there, all the little bits of her, only to reform as she regained awareness of the room around her and her rutting husband. Looking up into his glittering blue gaze, she knew what he needed.
“Come for me, Wolf. Fill me with your seed, and make me yours.” The words rasped from her parched throat, and she swallowed, trying to moisten her mouth. “I love you.”
And then, with a roar, he slammed deep inside her and came. His whole body tensed up, one taught string of agonized pleasure as he shook above her. When he finally returned to her, he looked down as he lowered her leg and shifted to cup her face. “I love you Jules, and I’ll love you for eternity, no matter how scandalous it may be.”
The End
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