“I want to fill you up,” he mutters, switching positions again so that he’s hovering over me with his hips settled between my thighs, his mouth poised above my face instead of my pussy. “Want to feel you take my cum.”
I nod wildly, pulling him down into a messy kiss as he notches his cock at my sopping entrance and drives into me, stretching me out and filling me up in a single hard thrust.
The burn of accommodating his massive size is eased by how wet I am, and I kiss him harder as my body scrambles to adjust to the sudden intrusion. Our kiss is tinged with the taste of both his arousal and mine, and the flavor is like a pure, filthy aphrodisiac, making me moan into his mouth.
“Won’t last long,” he grunts when our lips finally break apart, resting his forehead against mine as he fucks me hard and deep. “Can’t. Oh fuck. Oh…fuck.”
His thrusts take on an almost frenzied power, the bed rocking beneath us and the headboard slapping against the wall as he fucks me into the mattress. There’s nothing I can do but hold on, arching against him as he finally buries himself inside me, drawing back and slamming in a few more times as his cock pulses out his release.
My arms wrap around his shoulders as he rests against me, his lips moving lazily over my shoulder and neck. We’re both breathing hard, and the air is full of the scent of sex.
“Sothat’swhat you had in mind,” I say, grinning up at the ceiling as I trail my fingertips over the tattoos that grace his shoulders and upper back.
“Believe me,” Aiden groans, his voice the kind of deep gravel that goes right to my clit, “when it comes to my wife, there are so many things I have in mind that it would be impossible for me to do them all in this lifetime.”
I squeeze around him, relishing his reaction and the way his body tenses up all over again in response. “I like the sound of that.”
“Good. Because I’m not done.”
I’m about to ask him what he means by that, since even though he’s got an impressive recovery time, I can tell that his cock is spent for the moment, slowly softening inside me. But before I can say anything, he pulls out, moving down my body and pushing my legs open until he’s settled between them again.
My head shoots off the bed as I feel his tongue nudge my clit, my eyes flying wide open.
“What are you doing?” I gasp.
“What do you think?” Aiden drags his tongue over my clit again, making it throb harder.
“But…” I flush, biting my lip. It takes a lot to get me flustered, but Aiden lapping at my pussy while his cum leaks out of me definitely has my cheeks heating. “You just came. I didn’t think you’d want to—”
“—go down on my wife? Find out how she tastes when she’s been stuffed full of my cum? Why the fuck would you think I wouldn’t want that?”
As if to prove his point, he trails his tongue lower, delving it inside me before returning to my clit. I moan, tossing my head back and forth as my oversensitive nerve endings scream with awareness.
Aiden keeps going, working me up again as my hands fist the sheets. It doesn’t take him long at all to send me crashing over the edge, and I let go of the blankets to grab on to his hair instead as I come once more.
“Oh, god!” I gasp, the words yanked forcibly from me. “Fuck, Aiden!”
He growls and keeps working my clit, making sure he’s wrung every last bit of shuddering pleasure from me before he finally stops. I’ve gotten so lost in the connection between us that I’ve forgotten my earlier embarrassment, but the reality of what Aiden just did strikes me all over again when he dips his tongue into my soaked pussy, gathering our combined releases.
Crawling up my body, he palms the back of my head and lifts it off the mattress as he kisses me, transferring our cum to my mouth as his tongue strokes against mine.
My entire body burns, heat blooming through my veins as I reach up to cling to Aiden.
If I thought him carrying me up the stairs on his shoulder was caveman like, this is a hundred times more so, a gesture so possessive and dominant that it makes my heart skip a beat.
It’s filthy.
It’s raw.
It’sperfect.
CHAPTER30
Rose
Two weeks have passed since my wedding day. Aiden is back at work, back to doing whatever it is he did before I came into his life again.
He’s told me he would love to stay home and fuck me every minute of every day, but it’s just not possible. I know what he means. Life has a way of making itself known, and it pushes everything else to the side.
