Just One Look

That’s the damn truth. Was it crazy what my husband did? Yes, a million times over, but it’s hard for me to be angry about it when I think about how he fell in love with me only seeing a picture. Besides, Roman’s pushy, overbearing ways are one of the many things that turn me on. I’ll never doubt if I’m loved or wanted. He makes that very clear every second of the day.

“You give me too much credit.” I fist his hair, pulling him up so I can see his face.

“Fine. If you think I might be in danger or whatever, then let me go. I’ll be on my way and you won’t have to worry ab—” I’m surprised I even got that far in my sentence before Roman pins me to the bed under him.

“Never.” He looms over me. “They'll have to pry you from my cold, dead hands.”

“I prefer your hands warm.” I watch as my husband fights a smile.

“I know how you prefer my hands.” One slips up under my silk top. His fingers graze across my stomach.

“I prefer you any way I can get you, Roman. I love you and I wouldn't change anything about the road you took to get us here.”

“I love you more, Fawn. You think that I saved you, but I know you saved me from a miserable existence. My life was cold and lonely before you got here.”

Gosh, I love this man so damn much.

“You’ve given me so much, Roman. I want to give you something too.”

“I only ever want you. You’re all I’ll ever need.” I run my finger down his jaw, feeling his stubble.

“I think you’ll want this too.” I slide my finger over and trace his lips. He kisses the tip of it. “I’m pregnant.” His whole body goes rock hard over me. His eyes that are staring into mine are filled with so many emotions. Ones I don’t ever think he’s felt before or understands fully yet.

Suddenly he grips my silky top. With one small tug, the delicate small buttons all pop off as Roman slips down my body. His mouth goes to my stomach as he places kisses there. I watch my gentle giant turn to pure sweetness.

A sweetness that is only mine. Roman might have stolen me, but it is clear I stole his heart long ago.

Epilogue

Roman

“Roman.” My wife moans my name as I make her come on my tongue once again. I swear she gets sweeter and sweeter every day. She’s an addiction that I could never quit. Not that I would ever want to.

Fawn is my whole damn world. I wasn't living until she came into my life and showed me how to. She makes everything better. I knew from the moment I saw her photo that she was it for me. Sure, I’d gone to some extreme lengths to make her mine, but I knew she’d change my life.

I kiss the inside of her thighs as I make my way up her body. My mouth stops on her stomach to kiss the small marks that show the evidence of all the children she’s given me. Her body is now fuller, her hips wider for my taking.

When we first got married, I thought my wife was the most beautiful creature I’d ever seen, but she’s only grown more gorgeous over the years. Her beauty continues to blossom both inside and out.

“Stop teasing me, you brute.” My tongue circles her nipple. Another moan comes from her, making me smile as I let her nipple go to take her mouth. My cock pushes inside of her. I worship her body, giving her every inch of me.

Ten years she’s been mine and still I can’t get enough of her. Her legs wrap around me as I start to thrust fast.

“Always so greedy,” I growl when her pussy clenches around me. She’s already about to come for me again. When people see Fawn, they see a sweet, shy woman. They’d never guess how needy she is when it comes to me getting her off. Her body is always so responsive to my touch.

She cries out my name as her cunt tries to suck the life out of me. It’s impossible not to slide over the edge with her. I groan her name before burying my face into her neck as my release spills deep inside of her.

“Happy anniversary,” I tell her. She runs her fingers up and down my back, stroking me. My cock jerks inside of her, wanting to go another round but it’s going to have to wait.

We have a full day planned, and she has not one clue about any of it. I’m lucky the kids aren't already banging down the door with their excitement. I warned them last night to let her sleep in today, but sometimes excitement wins out for Lily, our youngest.