I reached between her legs. She moaned when I touched her clit. My fingers slid between her velvety lips, feeling how soaking wet she was. Eager. Hot. Needy for my cock.
I pumped my fingers inside her while she panted.
“That’s it,” I coaxed. “How many times can I make my wife come?”
“As many as you want,” she answered.
I laughed. “That’s right. I think the entire honeymoon for starters.”
I kissed her shoulder and made a path to her tit. God, she had perfect tits. I took one in my mouth, sucking it deep until she cried out.
“Too much?”
“No. It feels good.”
My fingers were slick with her. I roamed over her clit and she groaned, bucking her hips.
“No condoms,” I reminded her. It was instinct to grab one. I should be ripping into a foil packet right about now, but I wasn’t.
“That’s the deal.” Her eyes opened. “I want you to give me a baby, Jer.”
They were words that scared the shit out of me. I’d never let a woman who wanted a baby inside my door, let alone in my bed. But with Evie panting and wet underneath me, all I could think about was how I would fill her with my seed. That I’d fuck her every day until she had my baby. It should have terrified me, but I couldn’t wait to do it.
My solid cock bounced between her legs. She started to take short gasps for air and I knew her first climax was near. I pushed the tip of my cock to her swollen pussy. Her nails dug into my shoulders as I began to slice into her, with nothing between us. Shit. It felt good to fuck without a condom. Skin on skin.
“Oh yes,” she cried. “Oh fuck me, I’m coming like this.”
I grinned. I could feel her orgasm clinging to my dick as I thrust inside her. Fuck. She was hot. Sexy. And mine.
I began to fuck slowly as she rode the orgasm, but a switch flipped in Evie. Something primal. Something incredible.
Her hips moved like she was a belly dancer warming up for a performance. Where did she learn that trick?
I sucked harder on her tit, releasing it from my mouth before moving to the other side.
“Oh Jer,” she purred. Her hips were hypnotic.
“I’ve gotta see you do this from behind, baby.”
I rolled, flipping her on her stomach. I slapped her creamy ass. She wiggled backward, ready for me. I pressed my dick to her entrance and with a roaring slam I was inside her. The heat was blinding. We both groaned with pleasure.
“Show me,” I growled.
She grinned like a she-devil, and her hips began to rotate. In and out, side to side and back and again. Fuck. I’d never seen anything like it. The spasm in my spine started. No. No fucking way was I going to come this soon.
I reached between her legs, tugging on her clit. She moaned, throwing her head back. I had her. Another orgasm in my hands. I twisted lightly, while my cock was buried inside her.
“Oh shit. I can’t. I can’t,” she whimpered.
“Oh you can, baby. Scream.”
She shook her head. “I’ll wake. Every. One. Up.” She bucked wildly as I spread her legs wider, angling my shaft deeper.
“Wake them up,” I commanded. “Let them hear how I make my wife come.” Shit. I was getting off on this wife stuff. It was hotter than dirty talk.
“Jer,” she wailed.
I had pressed a finger to her sweet rosebud. My one hand clutched her clit and the other was filling her in a new way. I didn’t have to wonder for long how much backdoor experience she had. It was obvious she had none. God, I had married a backdoor virgin. Fuck me. As soon as I even began to breach that special spot, she came hard, screaming like a wild banshee. Her hands landed on the headboard. She held on for sanity while I fucked her from behind, creating one orgasm after another.