My heart, hammered. We’d made love many times but somehow this felt different, more intimate, being the first time we would come together as husband and wife. I closed my eyes for a second as I let the moment wash over me.
Opening my eyes, I looked at the beauty lying beneath me. “I plan to do that for the rest of my life,” I said with a gravely, emotion-filled voice.
Lifting one hand, while balancing on my other, I caressed the side of Capri’s face before sliding it down her chest to palm her breast and tweaked one of her rose-colored nipples. She shivered and let out a soft moan.
“Darlin, get your sweet body on its side for me,” I demanded as I moved mine to its side also so I was behind her.
I pulled her into me so we were spooning, our bodies touching one another everywhere. The skin-to-skin contact was almost more than I could handle; she felt so damn good against me. This had been our go to love-making position because it was easiest since Capri was so far along in her pregnancy and also seemed to give her the most pleasure.
Sliding my hand across her hip, I gave it a gentle squeeze before moving it over her body to find just the spot I was searching for.
I ran my fingers through her slick folds. Capri cried out as I slipped two digits inside her wet channel and hooked a finger hitting just the right spot. Her body trembled as I played her like a fiddle and her second orgasm built fast and hard.
“Paxton, oh my God, that feels—”
She didn’t finish as she yelled like a banshee.
After removing my hand, I moved it to her thigh and lifted her leg slightly to get a better position. Then I grabbed my cock, lined it up to her opening, and in one thrust I buried myself deep.
She felt so fucking good. My body tightened, straining to hold off but the feel of her walls still spasming against my tender flesh drove me on. Capri shoved her hips back up against me as I pistoned in and out of her.
It was all too much, not enough, and everything I ever wanted. As my own orgasm built, I kissed the side of her neck and then gave her a little love bite. I didn’t want to go over the edge without her and I didn’t have to. When my teeth sunk into her soft skin, a third orgasm started to take over her body.
And I became a man possessed.
I began pounding into her like a wild animal and within seconds we both rode the wave of ecstasy. Thunderous sounds raged in my ears as my seed burst from my cock like a geyser as I emptied everything I had inside my wife.
Slowly releasing her leg, I wrapped my arm over her side and kissed the back of her shoulder.
“You make me whole. You make me a better man. And you make everything in this world right because you are by my side. I love you so fucking much, darlin’.”
The sweet smell that was unique to only Capri, washed through my nostrils and settled my soul.
Our breathing evened out and I felt her body relax. She sagged against me, thoroughly satisfied and we lay in each other's arms for who knows how long. I’d grown soft and my cock had slipped from my woman, but as she nestled her sweet ass against me and moved, I started to grow hard again. A low groan rippled up my throat but I ignored the desire sparking inside me.
Capri was asleep as she wiggled against me; she needed her rest. Unable to sleep myself, I kissed her shoulder one more time and then quietly moved off the bed so as not to wake her. Passing into the bathroom, I stopped at the sink and looked at myself in the mirror.
“I’m married.”
Capri is mine.
All mine.
And she is my whole world.
ChapterThirty-Three
CAPRI
My husband was out cold.
God, I loved calling Paxton my husband.
Never in my life since running had I thought I’d ever get married again. I swore I wouldn’t. But Paxton was irresistible.
I sighed in contentment and slipped from the bed.
Seeing his white dress shirt from the wedding on the floor, I slipped it on and tried to button it. A soft giggle slipped free when it wouldn’t stretch across my huge belly. Giving a slight shrug, I left it open and went to my drawer to grab a pair of white, lace panties and put them on. I padded into the bathroom, did my business, and stood at the sink washing my hands.
