He took a moment to devour the sight of her spread out beneath him, all pale curves and sweet pink. Her hair was still half-bound because they had been in too much of a fever to remove all the hair pins. How beautiful she was. How glorious. How perfect.
“Tell me what you want, Nellie,” he urged, sliding his cock through her folds.
Fucking hell, she was wet. Wetter than she had ever been.
“I want your cock inside me,” she said without hesitation. “Fill me with it. Stretch me. Claim me. Spill your seed within me.”
Damnation.A raw frisson of desire rolled down his spine, and he had to clench his teeth against the need to come now, all over her pretty, glistening folds as he had before.
He wanted to take his time, however. He wanted to savor this. To savor her.
He bowed his head and sucked her nipple, still playing with her cunny with his cock. But she was restless, his Nellie. She was making mewling noises and thrusting against him. Her nails raked down his back, spurring him on.
“Now,” she ordered him.
He released her nipple with a pop. “Manners, my Lady Needham.”
“Please,” she gritted.
He settled the tip of his cock inside her channel and bit her other nipple, then gently nipped the swell of her breast. “Please what, Nellie love?”
He adored making her say wicked things. Vulgar talk made her wild, and he bloody well loved that too.
“Please fuck me,” she said. “Feed me your cock.”
When she phrased it thus, who the hell was he to deny her?
He thrust forward and was instantly engulfed in her wet heat. She felt so good. Better than she ever had. For a moment, he held still, deep within her. And then he began to move.
She was silken seduction. Bliss. Pure bliss.
Everything he had ever wanted.
This time, he would not have to hold back. This time, he would flood her with his seed.
“Yes,” she cried out as he drove inside her again and again. “Yes, my love.”
In and out, he plunged, angling himself so he could watch what he was doing to her. So he could see his cock going inside her. He bit his lip to keep his focus and continued pounding into her. Harder. Deeper. Faster.
She was getting closer to losing herself. He could tell by her choppy breaths and the way she moved beneath him. He reached between their connected bodies, finding the nub of her sex and circling it. He applied slow, steady pressure as he fucked her.
Nell came on a scream, her body bowing from the bed as her eyes fluttered closed. She sucked him deep, clenching on his cock. He could not hold back any longer. Two more thrusts, and his ballocks tightened. The rush of his release was as sudden as it was powerful. He spilled deep inside his wife as she milked every last drop from his cock.
He collapsed atop her, heart pounding, intending to move but hating to withdraw from her just yet. Hating to sever their joining.
Jack lowered his head to hers and kissed her slowly, softly.
“I love you,” he managed to say through his ragged breaths.
She was panting too, every bit as spent as he was.
Her body felt so good against his, around him.
Like heaven.
“I love you too, Jack.” She cupped his cheek, gazing into his eyes. “Thank you for coming back for me, for fighting for us. Thank you for always believing in our love.”
“Always,” he vowed, kissing her again. “Time and distance can tear us apart, but we belong together. I am yours, Nellie. My heart, my body, my soul. All of me is yours, now and forever.”
