Exhaling a deep sigh, he met my gaze. “I don’t have a condom.”
I stared at him, mouth agape, eyes wide. “Seriously? You didn’t bring one?”
“You don’t have to sound so shocked about it. I wasn’t exactly expecting to rail my wife this afternoon.”
I braced myself on my elbows and glared at him—standing there looking all hot and gorgeous and ready for me. “Well, I wasn’t expecting to want your dick inside me either, but here we are.”
He darted his gaze down to my pussy, then back to my face. “You still have an IUD?”
I froze for half a second, then swallowed. Gave a short nod. “You been tested recently?”
“It’s been a while.” Giving himself a slow, lazy stroke, he stepped closer. “But I’m clear. And I haven’t been with anyone in a long time.”
I didn’t know whata long timewas in Lincoln speak. And at the present moment, I wasn’t exactly in a place mentally to break down that statement or ask him for clarification. All I could do was stare at him—hard cock in hand, chest rising fast, jaw clenched like he wasthis closeto snapping.
“You trust me?” he asked, voice low. Serious.
Lincoln’s and my relationship was a lot of things—tumultuous, volatile, messy. But he was one of very few people in my life I trusted implicitly. Even with all our history and baggage. Maybe evenbecauseof it.
“You know I do.”
He was on me in a heartbeat, climbing onto the bed as he trailed kisses down my neck, across my collarbone. He suckedone nipple into his mouth before moving his attention to the other, his hands just as busy. “You gonna take me bare, wife? Let me feel how tight you get when you come around me?”
“If you think you can make that happen,” I said, half taunting him just because. “We’re in uncharted territory now.”
“Hellcat, I’m the one mapping this uncharted territory.” He sat on his heels, gripping the backs of my thighs and spreading me wide for him.
“Your smugness is choking me.”
“I have every reason to be smug.” He ran the head of his cock through my slit, groaning like he was already half undone. “I made you come without even touching you. Drank every bit of your pleasure when you fell apart against my tongue. So if you think I’m going to settle deep inside this cunt tonight without feeling you come around it, you don’t know me as well as you thought, wife.”
“That’s just talk and a lot of lofty promises.”
His lips curved up in a grin, deliberate and so fucking sexy. “I don’t make promises I can’t keep.”
And then he was there, the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance, and my breath caught.
Oh shit.Shit.
He was thick. Devastatingly thick.
With ragged, panting breaths, I locked my gaze on his as he pressed deeper, stretching me to that delicious edge where pleasure met pain. “Lincoln?—”
“I’ve got you,” he murmured, one hand braced beside my head, the other splayed across my hip like he was grounding me. Claiming me. “You’re so fucking wet for me, aren’t you? And I’m gonna go nice and easy. Just breathe, baby.”
The stretch was slow. Relentless. All while Lincoln kissed me everywhere he could—my mouth, my neck, my breasts, suckingon my nipples like they were his favorite candy and he couldn’t get enough.
And through it all, my heartbeat thrummed in my ears, matching the pulse of my clit as he sank inside me, inch by deliciously thick inch.
“Almost?” I asked on panting breaths, my fingers curled tight around his wrist.
He slipped his hand down, brushing his thumb against my clit and pulling a moan straight from my throat. “There you go. Let me in, wife.”
“Youarein.”
“Not even halfway yet, hellcat.”
“What?” I snapped my head up and stared between us, my gaze focused on the sight of my pussy stretched so wide around his cock, more than half of it still outside my body. “Oh my god. Oh myfuck, you’re going to kill me with your monster cock, aren’t you? That’s been your plan all along.”
