“Yes,” he growled, standing up straight and taking her with him as he started to walk backwards, “I did.”
He sat down on the chair by the door, adjusting her on his lap as he did. “I love you,” she told him, needing to tell him just how much he meant to her, how much she loved him, but knowing that she would never be able to tell him how much this honeymoon had meant to her, she decided to show him.
“God, I love you, Zoe,” he groaned when she shifted on top of him, rubbing against the erection creating the wonderfully large bulge in his pants. “So fucking much,” he said, panting slightly as he palmed her ass and moved her against him.
She slowly rocked against him while she kissed him and ran her hands over his arms and chest, greedily running her fingers over all the hard muscle covering his body. She still couldn’t believe that a man like this wanted her, probably never would, but she was done trying to figure out how she’d lucked out, falling in love with a man as wonderful as Trevor and just accept it.
“I need to fuck you,” he growled, releasing one hand from her bottom so that he could undo his fly and pull down his zipper.
She continued to grind against him, moaning when his hand brushed against her slit. When he used his hold on bottom to pick her up so he could slide a finger inside her, she damn near lost it. Gasping against his mouth, she grabbed onto his shoulders and used the hold to roll her hips, bringing his finger deeper inside her as she rode his hand.
“Trevor,” she whispered hoarsely, her voice breaking even as she released a little whimper, needing him so badly that she thought she’d die if she didn’t feel him inside her soon.
Wrapping one of her arms around his shoulders so that she could keep riding his finger, she reached down between them and pushed her hand inside the opening of his pants and wrapped her hand around him, loving the way that his hard cock jerked against her hand in approval.
He rewarded her with a second finger, leaving her helpless to do anything but grind against his hand harder as her head dropped back. His fingers felt so good inside her, but she knew that in a minute he’d give her something that would feel so much better.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said as she felt his lips wrap around her nipple and gently suckle.
“Oh, God!” she shouted as that one move sent a jolt of pleasure between her legs.
She’d forgotten just how sensitive her nipples were now. When he teased her nipple with his teeth, she thought she’d die of pleasure. She couldn’t take it any longer. She needed him.
Now.
“Please!” she pleaded, not really caring that she was begging him or the fact that she’d never begged a man to fuck her before him, but then again, she’d never been with a man like Trevor before. He knew her body better than she did and had no shame in making her beg, which at moments like this one she was happy about it.
“Please, what?” he asked softly, clearly hell-bent on making her beg until she was too desperate for him to care that she was screaming it, something that she was getting close to doing with every passing second.
“Please fuck me,” she gasped, knowing exactly what he wanted to hear to get what she wanted.
The answering growl had her breaths coming faster as she reluctantly released her hold on his cock and placed her arm around his shoulder as she eagerly awaited what was coming. He removed his hand from between her legs, gave her nipple one last lick, moved his mouth to her neck and suckled the spot right below her chin that drove her crazy, grabbed her hips, shifted her over the tip of his cock and pulled her down on top of him. A strangled cry escaped her as he slowly slid inside, filling her completely and making her wonder how she’d survived the last few days without this.
“You feel fucking amazing,” he growled approvingly as he shifted beneath her as he pulled her down so that she slid down another delicious inch.
“You feel better than amazing,” she said, panting hard as she licked her lips and struggled not to immediately come, but it was a losing battle and they both knew it.
He pressed one last kiss to her chin before he leaned in close and whispered in her ear, “I’m going to fuck you all night, sweetheart, and when I’m not fucking you, I’m going to be licking your pussy until you beg me to let you suck my cock.”
Just like that, she lost it. Her back bowed as her orgasm slammed into her, causing her to slide down the rest of the way until he was completely inside her. Before she was done screaming, he had his thumb pressed against her clit and was gently rubbing it, forcing her body into another powerful orgasm before the last one was finished and making her seriously question the likelihood of surviving the night.
Chapter 14
“Mmm,” Zoe moaned, shifting her hips as he leisurely licked her out. “That feels so good,” she groaned, making his cock harden painfully.
He moved his hand slowly over his cock, stroking himself in time with the movement of his tongue over her-
“Are you fucking kidding me?” the inconsiderate bastard snapped, punctuating his displeasure with another kick to their hotel door.
“I said we’d be out in a minute. So, calm the fuck down and wait!” he shouted only to murmur an apology to the little clit that he’d abandoned so that he could get rid of the asshole trying to rush them.
“Don’t stop,” his very demanding wife moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair, encouraging him to continue to lick her out.
“Not stopping,” he swore as he flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit.
“Thank God,” she moaned with obvious relief as he slid his tongue down between her folds and then inside her, enjoying her sweet flavor as he gave his cock a squeeze and another stroke.
“You said that an hour ago!” Jason yelled, sounding pissed and for good reason. He had just driven fourteen straight hours without sleep to come pick them up only to find himself forced to wait for them while he finished apologizing for the fucked up honeymoon to his wife.
Granted, he was expressing that apology through sex since the actual words only seemed to piss her off.
“Give us five goddamn minutes!” he shouted, ready to kill the bastard if he didn’t take a hint and give them some time to finish this.
They heard Jason grumble something about insensitive bastards and a donut shop down the street and took that as their cue to take their time, finishing this the right way.
“Stand up,” he said, giving her wet slit one last lick before he pulled back and waited for her to comply.
Not even ten seconds later, she was on her hands and knees and presenting him with her beautiful ass. Leaning over, he pressed a kiss to one round cheek and then the other before he moved over her and slid inside her, nearly coming when her tight pussy greedily grabbed hold of his cock and held on, refusing to let him go.
“Want me to stop?” he asked, panting hard as he started fucking her.
“Harder,” came the answer that had him smiling even as he complied. “Please, fuck me hard-”
“The donut shop is closed,” Jason announced as he once again returned to irritate the shit out of them.
“Then go wait in the fucking car!”