Phoenix Rising

"Sweet Jesus wife, you feel good!"

I cried out in ecstasy, unable to form words. He was doing things to me with his manly parts that would make a body weep with pleasure. He pumped in and out of me relentlessly until he tensed up, calling out my name.

My married name.

"Good lord, Mrs. McRae!"

It was the first time I'd ever been called by it, and damn if it didn't push me over the edge again. I convulsed against him as he brought me to another orgasm, just by holding still inside me. He kissed me as I shook all over his cock. He whispered over and over again that he loved me. That I was his wife.

His wife. That was me.

Phoenyx Delancey McRae, also known as, the luckiest girl in the whole damned world.