Nina’s eyes darken, that defiant fire flickering in her eyes. “I think I have a say in it too.”
I slide my hand up her soft thighs. My cock hardens as I find her panties already damp. “Mmm. And your say in it is thatyour pussy is absolutely soaked and I can already feel your nipples rubbing against my chest.”
Nina casts an apprehensive glance over the lawns towards the house, until I pull her to the ground. She lets out a shocked laugh.
“I guess they can’t see us if we’re on the ground.”
She doesn’t pull away as I hike her dress around her waist and slide down her panties, pulling her onto my lap.
“If you didn’t want me to fuck you on this archery course, you shouldn’t have looked so damn irresistible today.”
“Only because it’s the last day of our honeymoon. That is the only reason I’m letting you fuck me out here, Art. Don’t get any ideas.”
I roll my hips against her. As I expected, she’s wet and hot and ready for me.
“Don’t lie to me, Nina,” I murmur, my mouth close to her ear. “This will not be the last time your needy pussy demands to be fucked outside.”
I push inside with one slow stroke, and Nina gasps, her hands gripping my shoulders for support. She feels so good wrapped around me like this.
I drop my hands to wrap around her waist and she starts to ride me, her faceshifting from concentration to pleasure as she gradually relaxes around me.
“You know, sometimes you feel so tight, it’s like you haven’t done this in a while.”
Nina sinks onto me with a sigh, leaning forward over me so that her faces is just inches from mine.
“I haven’t.” She gasps as I reach forward to tweak her pointednipple. “I’ve never done this with anyone else, Art.”
I freeze, gripping her waist with a groan. “You haven’t?”
Nina shakes her head, her dark curls shining and a pink flush creeping over her face.
God, yes. In five years, my perfect Nenoka has never fucked another man. She’s all mine. My heart thuds against my ribcage. The knowledge sends heady satisfaction right through my body.
“I didn’t exactly have the most thrilling social life as a med student with a four-year-old, Art.” She says it as if it’s a problem, not the best thing I’ve ever heard.
“Well,” I bring her deeper onto my cock. What does it matter? We’re married. Nina isn’t going anywhere. “I didn’t exactly have a thrilling social life as a man who was so hung up on his ex that his family sent him to therapy.”
“You— what are you saying, Art?”
Nina’s mouth parts open, her warm brown eyes on mine. She brings her hand to my jaw. “What do you mean?”
I gasp as Nina starts to ride me harder, her hips grinding against me irresistibly. Fuck, she’s getting me so close.
I confess something. “There was no one else, Nina. In the past five years. And… fuck.”
I have to collect myself, because something about this conversation has me nearing the edge, even as Nina just barely grinds her hips against me.
“When you kissed me… when you asked me to kiss you, after I drove you home from that shift.”
“After you broke my car so you could give me a ride?”
“Yes,” I grunt, so close to the edge now. “I came in my pants, Nina. Just from kissing you. Just from that one, brief kiss. Like a teenager.”
“Oh, fuck.” She lets out a shocked laugh. “I thought— The way you froze. That maybe you regretted kissing me. That maybe it hadn’t been what you expected.”
I drop my hands to cup her ass, lifting her on and off my cock. “You are every-fucking-thing I expected, Nina. Better than you were, if anything.”
Then there are no words anymore. There’s just Nina’s mouth, searching, tender on mine as I give her everything I have to give, as she rides me to completion then stays with me, my cock still inside her, as I hold her and kiss her all over.
