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Inside, I preen at the praise.

Then I remember. “Wait. What about a condom?”

He stills. “You said you’re on the pill.” When I nod, his gaze searches mine. “I trust you, but if you want a condom, I can get one.”

He trusts me.My throat gets tight. He has no idea how much that means to me. “You feel better without one.”

His eyes go soft, and he kisses me gently. “You feel fucking amazing without a condom. Come here and let me fuck you.”

He helps me move up and down his thick length.

Rhett feels incredible like this, but knowing how much he likes to watch, I lean back and hold onto his thighs. I spread my legs so he has a good view.

We both watch him slide in and out of me. “Fuck, Paige. Can you come again? Wanna feel you squeeze my cock.”

I reach between my legs and circle my clit, and he swells inside me. My husband loves to watch himself fuck me. Knowing how turned on he is spurs me on, and I rub harder and faster. My fingers drift to where he’s stretching me wide. He pinches my nipple, and I come apart and cry out his name.

Rhett pulls me up to kiss me and holds me tight to him as he finds his release.

With a grunt, he falls backwards, and I lie on top of him, still straddling his dick that kicks again inside me.

Smiling, I close my eyes and fall asleep.

I’m definitely not ready to walk away.

32

RHETT

My wifeand I drowse in the warm afternoon. I kiss the top of her head. Pretty sure she’s asleep, but I can’t keep it in anymore. “I love you, Paige.”

A moment later, she lifts her head. Her wild red hair cascades down her narrow shoulders and covers her breasts. Her eyes go glassy. “I love you too.”

I feel like a thief. Like I’m privy to something I’m not supposed to have. For a brief moment, I worry I’m going to wake up and this whole thing will have been a dream. Because she’s too good to be true.

This whole thing feels like paradise. Having a picnic in the middle of the day. Fucking her on the bank of the river. Hearing her shout my name when she comes.

My beautiful wife tosses her arms around my shoulders and kisses me. “I need to get up before you bore your way through me.”

I chuckle and help her up. My cum drips down her thighs, and the caveman in me beats his chest. I motion to the river. “Let’s go wash off.”

I take her hand, and we walk down to the water.

All of a sudden, she darts off, then leans down to pick something up from the bank. I get a great look at her perky ass.

When she turns around, she’s grinning from ear to ear and I am too because she’s fucking gorgeous with her thick red hair hanging down her slender shoulders, her perfect tits playing peekaboo behind those long strands.

I motion with my finger. “Bend over again.”

She chuckles and holds up her hand. “Look what I found.” My little river nymph found herself a brilliant white quartz.

“You usually have to break open rocks to find something this pretty. My brothers and I never found anything this nice. Bet this means you’ll have good luck for the next seven years.”

With that smile locked in place, she trots back to our stuff to drop it off, then runs back to me. I take her hand and turn back for the river. “Careful. Might be slippery.”

“That’s what she said.”

I bark out a laugh and lean over to kiss her.