Wrapping her fingers around the spindles of our headboard, I leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Are you going to be good and leave your hands up here, or do I have to tie you to the bed?” Just the thought had come leaking incessantly from my cock.
“I’ll be good.”
Almost reluctantly, I released her hands and smoothed mine over her damp skin, once again palming the full globes of her tits. We’d get to bondage eventually, but tonight was about reconnecting, reminding her that I was the only one she ever needed to please and that meant being her true self.
I twisted and plucked at her fat nipples while my dick teased her pussy, sliding through her lips but never venturing inside.
“Jamie,” she moaned, her ass wiggling, her body begging for more. “Please.”
Hearing her nickname for me, said with such passion, fanned the flames licking at my skin. I needed to be inside her. I grabbed my cock and positioned it so that I could feed it to her inch by inch. I swallowed hard and silently reminded myself to be careful as I slowly penetrated her. She was so fucking tight it felt like she had a vice grip on me, but she was drenched so I still slid in with ease.
Hazel moaned and pushed back against me. I wrapped my hands around her hips and held her still as I fought to keep myself in check. Finally, I was balls deep inside her wet heat. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My spine tingled, and the need to pull back and thrust in hard and fast was almost overwhelming. My body and heart demanded that I prove who this woman belonged to. To fuck her with everything I had until she was marked inside and out. I was practically hyperventilating in my herculean effort to hold back.
“Jamie,” Hazel whimpered desperately. “Please, please. I need you so bad.”
Another notch in my determination slipped at her frantic plea before she added, “Fuck me, husband.”
“Fuck!” I roared as the last thread to my self-control snapped. My hips shot back before plunging inside with enough force to bang the bed into the wall.
“Yessss!” Hazel screamed. She threw her head back, and I clenched a fist-full of her copper hair.
“That’s it, baby,” I growled. “Let go. Oh, fuck!” Her pussy contracted, and stars danced in front of my eyes from the acute pleasure. My hips pistoned in and out, hard and fast, bottoming out every time. Hazel’s cries were quickly escalating to screams, and the world around me fell away. I was mindless, lost to the primal mating instinct consuming me.
“I want you bared to me, peaches,” I managed to grit through clenched teeth. “I want you naked inside and out, don’t hide anything from me.” Suddenly, I realized that being in this position, I wouldn’t be able to see her face when she came. It was one of my most favorite things because in that moment, Hazel was completely open, showing me her soul, giving me the gift of being completely vulnerable. Halting, I released her hair, then pried her fingers from the headboard. Quickly, I flipped onto my back and slid my head between her legs. I indulged in tasting her sweet pussy juices for a bit before guiding her body down so that she was straddling me. “Ride me, peaches.” Her green eyes glowed, and she stared at me with the love and passion I knew she saw reflected in my gaze. I grasped her waist and slammed her down on my dick, then froze when I registered the thickness beneath my fingers. Hazel cried out and tried to move, but I held her in an iron grip. Terror ripped through me. I’d completely lost it and had fucked her with abandon. What if I’d hurt the baby?!
The next thing I knew, Hazel’s small, warm hands were cupping my face, her lips only a breath away from mine. “You won’t hurt us, Jamie.” I shook my head and splayed my hands over the growing bump of her belly, but she nodded in a silent argument. Next, she brushed her lips tenderly over mine before sitting back, a stubborn expression on her face. “You asked me to give you all of me,” she started, her tone firm but loving. “To be my true self with you.”
I nodded warily, not sure where she was going with this. And, trying to ignore the way her pussy was gloving my aching cock at the moment, yelling at me to move.
“I’m more than willing to do it. But in return, you have to trust me.”
“I do trust you,” I immediately replied. It was the truth, I trusted her implicitly.
“Not if you don’t believe me when I tell you that the baby and I will be just fine if you lose control with me. You won’t hurt us, Jamie.” Then she looked at me smugly. “The doctor even encouraged sex.” I raised a brow. She’d called the doctor about this? It was a good thing her doctor was a woman, or I’d have been forced to beat the man until he forgot about anything involving my wife and sex. If the moment hadn’t been so serious, I might have laughed at the absurd thought. Like I’d ever let her have a male doctor.