She positions the head of my dick at her opening, sliding it up and down, coating it with her arousal. With a slow, steady thrust, I sink inside my wife. In my bed. For the first time. God, so many firsts in this moment. I revel inside at the thought that these are firsts no one can take from us. Not even Carter Winters.
“You feel so good, Xan,” she moans.
“Jesus, you’re so beautiful,” I tell her and she lifts her hips to meet me half way. Her eyes glaze over with passion, her mouth parts, and she makes the sexiest sounds.
I kiss her neck and she gets wetter. I flick her nipple with my tongue and she gets hotter. I angle my hips and hit her sweet spot, and she moans louder.
“Yes, Xan. Right there. Oh my God.”
“Mmm,” I groan when she clenches around me, so tight I nearly come.
“More,” she demands.
I give it to her. I fuck her faster, harder, deeper, and it isn’t long before we’re both teetering on the edge.
“Go over,” I urge, rubbing my pelvis against her clit, burying myself so deep—so fucking deep.
“Xan,” she gasps, her eyelashes flutter and her entire body begins to shudder. She gets the sexiest flush from the top of her head to the tips of her breasts when she comes, and this time is no exception.
“Oh, God,” she cries out, her pleasure intense, and I feel her walls spasm around my cock.
“Fuck,” I growl, knowing I’m done for. The pleasure begins and spreads like wildfire. When she comes again, I give in and come with her.
It’s hot, it’s long, it steals my breath. My entire body stiffens as I come and come and come, each spurt of release harder than the last.
We’re both panting, both limp, both spent.
“I’m going to love having you here with me—and not just for the sex,” I tell her.
“It better be for more than sex!” she scolds.
I laugh when she elbows me in the side.
“God, I love you,” I breathe against her lips.
“I love you so much,” she replies.
A perfect moment in time.
