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He moved a little but she winced, and he stilled instantly.

“Don’t lie to me. I need to know if I ever do anything that causes you pain or to suffer,” he said.

“Blake, I don’t hate you. I knew this was going to happen.” She ran her thumb across his lips. “I’m glad it’s with you.”

“That doesn’t help me to feel better.” He growled out. Hurting her was something he’d done as a boy. Not now. Never had he wanted to protect anyone as much as he wanted to her.

She ran her hands down his back and started to wriggle.

“Stop it,” he said.

“But I’m ready, Blake. I want you.”

Chapter Seven

Leah curled up against her husband. Pressing her hand against his chest, she smiled. Her body was a little sore, but he’d made last night incredible.

“I’m asleep,” he said.

“Sleeping people don’t talk.”

“Well, this one is trying to be good.”

She tilted her head back to look at him, chuckling. “You’re trying to be good?”

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve waited for you to be curled up against me?”

“Was I your wife in any of these positions?”

“No, that was just the dream for me. This is the best reality ever.” He pulled her close and she moved until she straddled his waist. His hands went to her hips. “Fuck me. Look at you. I’m so lucky.”

“I wonder if you’ll feel that way in five years, ten years, thirty years. What if we’ve made a mistake?”

He sank his fingers into her hair and pulled her close. “Don’t even start with the negatives. I love you, Leah, and we’re going to make this work. You and me.” He pulled her close. His lips brushed across her lips, making her gasp as he traced her lips before plunging inside.

His other hand touched her thigh, slowly tracing up inside to touch her pussy.

“Blake?” she said, moaning his name. His thumb stroked across her clit, making her gasp. Lifting up, she gave him better access.

He stroked from her clit down to her entrance, circling her.

She leaned across the bed, finding one of his condoms. After tearing into it, she handed it to him, moving out of the way.

“Are you sure?” he asked, holding the latex above his length.

“Yes. I want you.”

“Are you sore?”

“I don’t care. I want you.” She helped him cover his dick with the condom and then, with his guidance, she slowly lowered herself over his length. They both groaned. The sounds guttural, filling the room.

“You’re so tight.”

His hands went to her hips as he began to work her over his length. She dropped her hands to his chest, holding on to him as they moved together. Blake’s hands were all over her body. Moving to her ass to cup the flesh then down.

He turned them over so she was on her back.

Circling her legs around his waist, she held on to him as he began to move gently within her. Blake pulled back to begin teasing her clit, stroking over it, and she cried out at the sudden release of pleasure.

“I want you to come all over my cock, beautiful. Come for me.”

She felt full to the brim and as he teased her, she cried out, desperate and hungry for more. He gave it to her and when her orgasm came with him inside her, it was more intense than anything she’d ever felt before.

Screaming his name, she gave herself over to the pleasure. Even before the last of her orgasm ebbed away, he was there, slamming every inch of his length inside her, taking her. She loved it.

He drove in deep. The hard length of his cock pulsed within her, making her cry out with pleasure. His lips took hers in a searing kiss and as she came toward another release, she whimpered. He slammed into her one final time, and she felt the kick of his cock as he released within her.

It felt incredible.

They collapsed together and Blake cupped her tits in his palm, kissing each one in turn before moving toward her side.

“You completely blow me away.” He kissed her again and she giggled. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“Well, we’re married and unless we divorce, you’re with me for life.”

He pushed some of her hair out of the way. “Doesn’t that excite you?”

She nodded. “It does.”

“I know at school they’re going to be betting about our divorce date, but I don’t care. I love you, Leah, and I want to earn your forgiveness.”

She covered his mouth. “Shut up. I get it. You don’t want to be mean to me anymore, and I don’t want you to be mean. I’ve forgiven you, Blake. Stop worrying.”

“You’ve forgiven me?”

“Yes.”

His smile was so enchanting.

“Fuck me, you spoil me,” he said.

He pulled out of her and she watched as he removed one condom only to grab another. His cock was already hardening again.