Sean rolled his hips, the motion bringing him deeper.
Cherry gasped, hands finding his shoulders, craving a solid hold. The way he filled her, it completed her. She could never be anyone else’s, not now.
‘Sean, I’ve never felt anything like this. You’re huge.’
He let out a strained laugh. ‘Jesus, don’t flatter me, Cher. I’m on the edge here.’
‘Let go. Fuck me like you’ve wanted to for weeks.’ Seeing him rampant and unbridled was the stuff of Cherry’s fantasies, and she couldn’t wait for it.
Sean moved out an inch, then slid back in – slow, measured, excruciating. She tightened around him, and he dropped to her, possessing her with raw kisses, throbbing insistently inside her.
‘Oh… Oh, Sean.’
‘You like that? You like my cock in you?’
‘I fucking love it. It’s the best I’ve ever had. You make me so…’ She dragged her nails down his back.
‘Fuck, that is so fucking good.’ Sean picked up the pace, each thrust he gave to her a chasing of lost time and a taking of everything, in case she changed her mind again.
How could she change her mind about this?
‘You belong in me, Seany.’
‘I’m going to come here and now if you keep that talk up.’
‘Do it. I’ll come right round you. Fuck me like you mean it, Butler. Show me why I married you.’
Something cracked in Sean. He grabbed her thigh, hitched it higher to his waist and began powerful, rhythmic strokes. Fucking her like it was his only mission in life.
‘That better? Is that how you like to be fucked?’ He ground into her like he was going to penetrate right through her.
‘Yes, more, more.’ Her fingers splayed across his back, over the powerful muscles working under the sweat-slicked skin. ‘Yes, Sean, yes. More. Harder.’
He slammed into her. ‘I knew you could take my cock like this, Paradise. Knew it from the moment I met you. My fucking beautiful wife.’
‘Yes, yes, Sean, oh my God, oh my God, yes.’ Cherry was abandoned somewhere beyond reality now, her husband fucking her untamed, feral, hips grinding, jaw flexing, biceps swelling, deeper, harder, driving into her pussy, grinding against her clit. She threw her legs up, bringing him deeper still, desperate for all of him, everything he could give her. Needing him to know that he had her, that he’d won her with everything that he was.
‘Come for me, Cher. Let me feel this tight pussy coming around me.’
Those words were it. Cherry shuddered and, with a ricochet of moans and gasps, she clamped down around Sean, her back arching, head tipping, mouth parting on a shrill cry, everything shattering seismically under her husband.
‘Oh God, Sean! Fuck yes!’
It went on forever. Like nothing she’d ever known, from a man like no other.
A primal groan, fierce and feral, rocked and shook Sean’s whole body as he came hard and deep, hot seed spilling into her, strong hands bracing her so firmly she thought he might leave an imprint on her skin forever.
Another one. To go with the one he had on her heart.
Because Sean Butler had her.
Unequivocally.Till death do us part.
Birds went about their daily lives. The ocean continued to roll into shore. Sean stilled, breathing hard against her neck, the nearly full weight of his body pinning and steadying her. Sweat and heat mingled in the air between them, entwining with so much love and adoration.
He mumbled something she could barely discern into her neck.
‘Hmm?’
