“Can’t have that,” I rasped like an idiot, half out of my mind with disbelief that this was actually happening. I reached between her legs. She was drenched, soaked straight through the lacy scrap of fabric that separated us. I pushed it to the side, my fingers meeting her slick warmth. “Shit, sweetheart, you’re dripping.”
She whined, arching into my hand. Desperate. “Levi,” she cried out when I slid one finger inside, her head rolling back. God help me, she was stunning like this. And she was mine. All fucking mine.
I could hardly breathe watching my finger disappear in and out of her, and I added another, stretching her. Tess gasped, and it felt like she snatched the air right out of my lungs. Reaching back, she tried to brace herself against me, but she couldn’t, her hands slipping on the porcelain. The only thing holding her upwas me. Her body was entirely surrendered to me, and it drove me out of my goddamn mind.
“Fuck, I love you.” The words cracked as I said them, spilling out uncontrollably. And she came, moaning like a wild thing, her pussy strangling my fingers.
She was panting as her orgasm faded, her cheeks flushed with a gorgeous glow, her eyes a sparkling, bliss-filled blue that made me feel alive. My heart was hammering like a drum.
Time felt suspended between us as she looked up at me, stunned. “You love me?”
This wasn't how I had planned to tell her—her lying on a dirty bathroom sink, country rock blaring at the door, my fingers deep inside her—but now that I’d said it, I wanted to say it again. I wanted to tell everyone I saw. I wanted toscreamit.
“Yes. I love you.” I squeezed her thigh. “I’m in love with you. I have been for weeks.”
She took a shuddering breath, her eyes becoming glassy. “I love you, too,” she whispered, the words shaky but solid enough to take root in my heart, deep enough that I’d have to rip it out to forget them. A tear rolled down her cheek when she smiled, a joyful laugh leaving her.
I cradled her face in my hands, kissing her again. I drowned in it, in her, in my Tess. She moaned, wrapping her body around mine like ivy. Her hips rocked against mine in needy little thrusts, a silent plea. “Tell me what you need, sweetheart.”
“You,” she whined, moving faster against me. “I need my husband.”
My head went fuzzy, my dick so hard it hurt. “When you call me that…” I let out a shaky breath. I couldn’t even finish the thought, too lost in her. I reached into my back pocket, pulling a condom out of my wallet while she took my cock out, stroking me so well I swayed between her legs.
I braced one hand over her head, watching her. “You’re so big,” she whispered, her voice shaking. My eyes rolled shut, my hand curling into a fist. I’d had enough; I needed inside my wife, and I needed her now.
I threw my wallet on the floor, tearing at the condom wrapper with my teeth. I rolled it on with shaking fingers. The only sound between us was our heavy breathing, the air crackling with anticipation. Tess’s hand curled around my bicep when I ran my cock along her pussy. The sight alone had us groaning. I gripped one of her legs and hiked it up over my hip.
“Tell me if it’s too much,” I managed to get out and slid in slowly. My mind went blank, my vision tunneled. My jaw dropped on a groan so guttural it hurt as I bottomed out. She was so fucking perfect, better than I could’ve ever imagined.
“Oh my God,” Tess gasped, her nails digging into my arms. Every cell in my body burst with desperate need, my blood simmering in my veins. My hands shook as I held her, my knees weak as I rocked into her.
Our eyes locked, and it was instantaneous. I became hers. Tess owned me wholly. Every inch of me had her name scrawled across it in permanent ink.
“Tess,” I whined, moving faster. I cradled the back of her head, so it didn’t hit the mirror behind her. I looked at myself, at her fair legs wrapped around my hips, my fingers tangled in her auburn hair. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life. “Fucking hell,” I choked out, my hips snapping against her harder.
“Yes!” I watched her toes curl behind me. “Just like that.”
My eyes rolled shut as she came hard, moaning my name into my neck, her body quaking in my arms. I pulled out and spun her around. “Wanna see you bent over,” I said, referencing her shirt.
Tess moaned, her body shuddering, and she arched her back. She was a vision bent over for me, and I took my time savoring every inch of her. “You’re so fucking sexy.” I gripped her hair, pulling her head up, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror. “And you’re gonna watch while I fuck my wife.”
She rocked forward with a gasp, her fingers curling around the sink when I thrusted into her roughly. I was deeper at this angle, hitting the very end of her with each roll of my hips. Her eyes fluttered shut with a low groan.
My grip on her hair tightened. “What did I just say? Eyes open, babygirl,” I ordered, my voice hardly recognizable.
“It’s too good,” she whimpered, struggling to focus on us in the mirror.
“Be good and listen, and I’ll make you come again.” I reached between her legs, rubbing her clit.
“Holy shit,” she cried out. She instantly got tighter, and it took everything in me not to blow right then. She straightened her arms, bracing herself against me as I picked up my pace, our eyes locking in the mirror. Fuck, she was beautiful.
“That’s a good fucking girl, Tess,” the praise tumbled out effortlessly in a moan that made her shiver. “Look at how pretty you are taking your husband’s cock.” I buried my face in her neck, kissing her heated skin. Her moans vibrated against my tongue, only spurring me on.
“Come with me.” The words left her on a shrill moan.
“I wanna fill you up,” I grunted, out of my mind with need to claim her the way she’s claimed me. I wanted her in every way there was. I wanted her heart, her mind, her body, her soul. I wanted inside her so deeply that she couldn’t exist without me, just like I couldn’t without her.
“Do it. Do it, now.”
