See, that’s how well I know him. We may have had some tough times lately, but what’s never changed is how much I love him and want to see him happy. Thankfully, he feels the same about me.
That’s what makes me a lucky woman.
The smell of his skin—a mixture of his natural scent and the coconut soap he loves—fills my nose as I run my tongue over that vein. I’ve always loved how he reacts when I do this for him.
His fist tightens around my hair, and I brace myself for him to come, but instead he eases me off him. I look up in confusion, sure he’s in pain from his injury.
“Marius, are you okay?”
He nods but waves me up to him. “I’m fine. I just want to do something else.”
I can’t deny I’m a little disappointed to hear him say that, but I stand up as he wants. “Okay. You’re the one who got shot. I guess you should call the shots on this.”
“Duck, you know how much I love when you go down on me. Trust me. It’s fucking fantastic. I just thought I’d like you to get off too. So take your clothes off and come sit on my lap.”
I get it now. I can’t blame a man for wanting to make me happy too. So I strip out of my clothes in front of him and straddle his hips.
He looks up into my eyes and says in a low voice, “I wanted to make sure you felt good too tonight, and even though I want to say I’m up for anything, how I’ve felt this week says I might not be up for as many rounds as usual.”
Lifting myself up, I slowly sit down on his cock, loving how he fills me up so completely. “I’d be crazy to say this isn’t exactly what I want tonight.”
He lifts his right hand and pulls me down to kiss me long and deep. It’s one of those kisses that tells me everything he’s feeling that he may not be able to say. I don’t need him to tell me he loves me right now or that he always wants to be with me. I know. I’ve always known because unlike so many men, Marius makes sure to let a woman know how he feels about her.
I ride him with abandon, reveling in how incredible he feels with every time I lower myself down on him. His size stretches me as it always has, and every movement brings me closer to release.
When I’m almost there, I slow down because I want to make this last, but he has other ideas. Surprising me, he rolls us over so he’s on top. When he looks down at me, I see such love in his eyes.
“I love you, Duck. You made me the happiest man on earth when you said yes today.”
I open my legs wide so he can slide in and kiss him. “I’d be crazy to say no to you, baby.”
Even though he probably thinks I’m referring to how much I love sex with him, it’s not just that. It’s everything else. It’s the way he makes me feel like I’m the most beautiful creature he’s ever seen. It’s the way he bought me this penthouse after I mentioned not liking hotels anymore one single time. It’s the way I know he’d do anything to make me happy.
Most of all, it’s the way he didn’t let his hurt at my even thinking about divorce affect us. There aren’t enough men in the world who understand when they mess up and actually do something about it.
But at this very moment as he fucks me better than no man has ever done before, it’s his cock and how it makes me feel better than I ever have that I’m crazy about.
With one final drive into me, he stills. I feel him come, and something about how sexy he looks above me sends me over the edge. My orgasm roars through every inch of my body, making me feel like I’m flying.
Mind-blowing is the least of what we’re like together.
Marius collapses on top of me, his heavy breathing in my ear telling me he enjoyed himself as much as I did. I stroke the back of his neck, feeling the beads of sweat that have formed there.
“Duck, that was fucking incredible,” he says when he lifts his head to look at me.
“It always is with us, isn’t it?”
He smiles, and I swear he lights up the entire room. “It is. Promise me when we move to the burbs and have kids that we’ll still be us.”
I hear the worry beneath his words and hurry to reassure him. Caressing his cheek, I smile and say, “I promise I’ll always be the same woman you fell in love with.”
He kisses me and says, “My Duck. And I promise to never let you even think for a second I’m not madly, crazy in love with you.”
As we lie there in each other’s arms, I can’t wait for the rest of our lives together. We’ll make mistakes, but as long as we remember we love each other, we’re going to be fine.
And even though I haven’t told him yet because of all the mania over Sam holding me hostage and him getting shot, we’re going to need to get moving on buying that house in the suburbs so we can be settled when the baby comes.
“Um, Marius, I wanted to talk to you about something,” I say quietly, not even sure he’s awake.