“Dane,” she sighs, pulling her lips away from mine to kiss my jaw. Hell, I’m going to come in my pants from the way her voice caresses my name.
I drop her on the bed, so she’s sitting while I stand in front of her. I take off my shirt and look down into her beautiful blue eyes. I press my thumb and finger under her chin, and say, “There’s no going back.”
She nods in acceptance. I reach down and grab the hem of her top, taking it off. Fuck, her breasts are full and her nipples hard for my touch. I lean down, kissing and pushing her flat on her back. My hands slip between us as I unbutton my jeans. I have to give my cock a little breathing room before I break my zipper. She has no idea how long I’ve waited for this. At twenty-six, I’m holding onto my virginity for her. I thought waiting until I had my shit together was tough enough. Then spending three long years waiting for her has been torture.
“I need you,” she cries out, rubbing her covered pussy against my cock. I stand up and get rid of the rest of my clothes. Then I grab her tiny shorts and panties, dragging them down her sexy legs. I slide up between her legs, kissing her thighs inch by inch until I reach her mound. My tongue slips out eagerly wanting to taste her and own every inch of her. Her body rocks and moans for me. I lick her over and over unable to get enough of the way she tastes. I push a finger inside her, needing to get her as ready as I am. She’s so tight, I wonder if I’m going to hurt her. Fuck, I doubt she’s a virgin, but I’m a big guy. I thrust two fingers inside her, and that’s when I feel it, holy fuck. She’s a virgin. The rough need to claim her takes over, and I climb my way up her. My hands caress her breasts. “I can’t wait anymore, Brenda. We lose our virginity together. You’re mine, only mine. And I’m only yours.”
I push forward, sending my long, thick cock tearing through her barrier and making us one for-fucking-ever.
Chapter 1
One and A Half Years Later
Dane
“That’s it. Take it, Brenda.” I grab her ass, swatting it three times, loving how fucking red it got. I rub the heated skin then thrust into her from behind. We’re here early, and well we didn’t get to finish what we started this morning. I have her sprawled out over the drafting table with her ass in the air. I climb my hands up her perfect body, cupping her magnificent tits. “Keep it down, legs. I don’t want these fucks hearing you come,” I warn her.
She twists her head to look at me with an arched brow and scolds me while circling her hips. “It’s your fault if they do. You started something you should have finished before we left.” Fuck, she’s right, but I’m not going to tell her that. I love being in my wife. I could stay inside her all day long. We’ve been married for a year and five months, and I hope this need for each other never ends.
“I have a meeting. Didn’t want to be late,” I grunt out, pumping into her.
“We can’t have that now,” Brenda squeaks out as she focuses on holding onto the drafting table. Reaching around, I cup her breasts and pluck on her hard nipples through her top. I know what’s coming as her pace changes. She loves when I play with her breasts. Fuck, I love them, too. Brenda clasps her hands to her mouth as her orgasm hits. The walls of her tight pussy suck my cock deep inside, squeezing my shaft until I come with her. “What am I going to do with you, Mrs. Harris?”
She turns her head, looking back at me and smiling sensually, she says, “Lots of bad things, I hope.”
“Later,” I promise, pulling out of her warmth. I hate the distance it creates between us. Insanely, I need my wife more than she even understands. I want to be with her all day, but life isn’t like that. I grumble, “I have to go back to work, damn it.” Tucking myself back in, I reach in my back pocket, pulling out my favorite bandana and press it to her sore pussy. Unable to resist the sight in front of me, I bend down and kiss her ass. “I love your sexy ass.” Then give it a swat and rub before helping her slide her panties up and her skirt down over her backside.
“I know you do.” We hear tires riding over the gravel. “Oh shit, there’s the first vehicle pulling in.” I think we need a vacation again. It’s been over a year since our honeymoon.