The deep tenor in my husband’s voice, and the fact that he said my full name, my actual name minus the nick, makes my eyes fly open. Looking down at him, I notice that sexy half-lidded look, just staring at me.
“You know…” he breathes deeply, and with his mouth slightly open I hear his labored breathing. I can tell that he’s ready to go over. “...you’re the only woman for me, right?”
His voice is so soft. And suddenly I feel like crying, because I need to hear this. He seems so genuine. Heis.
I want to nod and tell him that I believe it, but the truth is… I don’t. I continue slowly sliding myself upon him, slow enough to make it seem like time is almost at a standstill. His brows furrow tenderly, and both his masculine hands reach up slowly to cradle my face. Each hand holds the side of my face, his thumbs naturally resting under my eyes on my cheeks, wiping away my tears, both of them sliding side to side in a caress of assurance.
Looking down at him, I bite my lip trying to stave off the tears. His eyes never leave mine. He blinks three times quickly, as if staving off his own tears. His eyes don’t look wet, but he looks like he’s brimming with emotion.
Then he nods very slowly. “You are the only woman for me,” he assures me, and there goes the hiccup in my throat.
My eyes close as tears fall silently.
“I’m so sorry I made you doubt that,” he says softly, still cradling my face, wiping my tears with each that fall.
What can I say right now? Ihavebeen doubting it; not wanting to accept what could be the truth.
“I love you. I never stopped. You’re the reason I push forward. The reason I’m motivated. Ever since I met you,” he continues, his voice even softer if that’s even possible.
“Open your eyes baby,” he says softly, his voice coming in a tremorous quiver. The indication he’s about to come. The sound of his heavy respiration as he nears the edge makes my precipice draw nigh.
Obeying him, I open my eyes.
There’s a soft smile waiting for me as soon as I do, his eyes still carrying that very sleepy glow; an expression that immediately places both him and me in a soft-lit room far away from this place where we are the only two humans, star-crossed lovers who exist.
“I only have eyes for you. I’ve only ever had eyes for you,” he whispers, his eyes closing after they momentarily roll back.
His mouth opens, breathing out a passion-filled exhale, a sweet and vulnerable amount of masculine pleasure flowing out of him. Such music. Such a sweet-sounding experience as Lincoln comes inside of his wife. Me. My orgasm follows as I call his name. I stop grinding him and remain seated firmly upon hispelvis so he stays as deep as possible and so I can feel the pulsations of his cock.
My moans mingle with his. Lincoln is trying to keep his eyes open, but they keep falling closed with each pulse of his sperm emptying inside of me. When he does open his eyes, he looks at the ceiling and then finds mine, trying to keep his gaze on me.
I do the same, and after his breathing starts to level out, we remain there, both breathing in the same cadence, trying to catch our breath.
Nowthiswas lovemaking. If there ever was a guide for humans out there that did not know the art of lovemaking, this would be what society would show them.
“Wow,” Link whispers after about 2 minutes, the last echoes of his cock knocking against my inner walls ebbing.
Leaning forward, with Lincoln still inside of me, I lay down on his chest as he softens inside me. He wraps his strong arms around me, holding me close. Skin to skin.
Then the sounds of his snores beckon me to join him in the land of peaceful surrender.
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Chapter 15
Lincoln's POV
That’s the sound of my phone. My eyes open. I’m still on my back where I knocked out last. My wife is slightly off to the side now, her left arm and left leg still draped over me. I’m completely naked, my boxers pushed down past my waist.
Man… that was some good sex.
God, I needed thatsobad. I smile over at her. My beautiful wife. My bride.
When I look over at the nightstand, I see my phone lighting up, and what surprises me is the way my heart flutters for a quick beat. I never expected to see this person calling me.
It’s Sarah.
What does she want?
