Ian was back in the bedroom but she’d left the bed to use the bathroom. Not only did she need the toilet but she also needed a couple of moments just to get her bearings. Right now, she felt open, exposed.
She could still feel the length of his cock as he pressed inside her, taking her as only he could. There was something highly sexual about her husband.
Just thinking about him as her husband seemed surreal to her.
Tucking her hair up, she stared at the red marks on her neck from his kisses.
Ian didn’t have a problem marking her up, and he knew she liked having them. He could see it in her face, in her expression.
Titling her head this way and that, she turned, seeing more marks on her body.
“You like what you see?” Ian asked, making her jump.
Letting her hair down, she turned toward him. Her first instinct was to cover her body, but she decided against that. Gripping the edge of the counter, she gritted her teeth.
“You don’t have to stop for me. I like seeing you.” He stepped into the room, and the tension seemed to rise. He didn’t wear anything and his cock was hard once again, which surprised her.
Returning her gaze to him, she bit her lip. “You’re … erm.”
“Yeah, I like to fuck, baby. I need it more than once a night.” He cupped her hips, pulling her close. His lips were on hers, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Closing her eyes, she released a little moan as her nipples stroked against his chest. “I can’t get enough of you.”
He suddenly spun her around so that he stood behind her, and she looked in the mirror.
Ian was so much bigger than her, he made her feel small and delicate.
“You like my marks on your flesh?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Let me hear it.”
“Yes.”
His fingers stroked over where she had. “Yes. I like it. This shows me that you’re mine, that you belong to me.” He took his time going over each mark. He rested his chin on her shoulder as both his hands cupped her tits, lifting them up. He ran his thumb across the buds and she moaned.
Intense pleasure rushed through her body, and she closed her eyes.
“No, open them. I want you to see.”
Forcing herself to open her eyes, she watched as he teased her tits, pressing them together. “I want to fuck these, baby. I’m going to want you to hold them close as I slide my dick between them. So fucking beautiful. I want to cover you in my cum.”
He spun her around again, lifting her up onto the counter near the sink. Within seconds he had her legs open, and he slid in deep.
They both cried out as he filled her.
“You know what? I think I could spend all my time being deep inside your pussy. You’re so fucking tight. I’m going to need to get you used to me. Would you like that, Lucy? Like to be mine so I can fuck you? I’ll make every single day filled with pleasure. You’ll love every single second.”
“Yes,” she said.
The way he described it sounded like a dream and it held so much promise. She wanted it.
She didn’t want him to stop this pleasure ever.
This was her first night and already she was addicted to his touch. He pulled out of her, and she couldn’t help but watch as his cock, slick with her cream, appeared. She cried out as he gripped her hips, and pulled her back onto his dick.
“I can’t get enough of you, baby,” he said. “Fuck, I need you hard.”
He pulled out of her, turning her so that she stared in the mirror. He pushed her feet apart, and slid inside her from behind.
One of his hands cupped her tits while the other delved between her thighs. He stroked her clit, sliding his fingers back and forth. At the same time, he teased her tits. “Look at us. You look so beautiful, and all mine. You’re my wife in every single sense of the word and I’m going to claim every single part of you. Your mouth, your pussy, your ass, it’s all going to belong to me.” He nibbled her neck, and she gasped. “You want that? You want to belong to me?”
She nodded, whimpering as he fucked her harshly, but she loved every second of his claiming. This was better than she could have ever imagined.
Sex hadn’t been something that she was searching for, but in Ian’s arms, she was pleased that she’d waited for him.
This marriage hadn’t been something that she’d wanted. There were times she regretted saying yes to him, but in this instant with his cock deeply inside her, she had no regrets, none whatsoever.
She didn’t know if this would last or if they were doomed from the start.