Page 101 of Seven Summers Ago


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“This is a partnership, honey. I’m not about to get my rocks off if you’re in pain.”

“I’m okay. It feels so good. Being back in your arms. With you…like this?” She drags her fingers across my head again. “Just lower me slowly.”

I do what she requests. I’d do anything for her. I ease her down over me as she exhales slowly. “How’s that?”

“Gah, so good.”

“Good. That’s what I want to hear.” I lift her again and she moans. When I bring her back down, it stretches her further and she gasps. When she doesn’t speak but instead scrapes her fingernails into my scalp, I don’t ask any more if she’s okay. Because I know her.

This isn’t just intimate, it’s perfect.She’sperfect.

It only takes her a few moments before she’s lifting herself up, pushing off her knees, and coming back down harder each with each thrust. Her mouth lands on mine with desperation, her lips sliding and her teeth tugging. My hands find thesmoothness of her back, the dip in her hips, and I can’t stop touching her.

As her tongue darts out to tangle with mine, I nearly come unglued. Every fiber in my body is alive. I don’t want this moment to end. The worry in the back of my mind that I may not get this chance again blurs with each jolt of pleasure.

Rosie’s breathing quickens and her kisses get sloppy. The delirious part of my brain is giving in and ready to let myself fill her. She’s rocking against me, her breasts bouncing, and I know she’s close too.

“That’s it, that’s my good wife. Take it. Take what you need,” I coax as I kiss her and run my palms over her bare ass. I nuzzle my head in the crook of her neck, kissing the smooth skin there, and she pants louder. Moving lower, I sweep out my tongue and lick her peaked nipple.

“Are you close?” she says on a breathless whisper.

“Honey, I’ve been on the verge of blowing for the last five minutes.” I chuckle.

“I’m gonna…gonna come.”

“Do it,” I encourage, and drag my tongue across her pebbled nipple.

She hisses out a breath right before a moan tears from her mouth. I bring her down on top of me as I grind her harder and faster, rubbing her clit over my length each time I glide out of her slightly.

I lift my eyes to her again. “Look at me. I want you to see who’s making you fall apart.” I nip at her bottom lip.

“Oh, Beck.”

“That’s it, it’s me, your husband. Eyes on me, honey.”

Our eyes lock while we both ride out the last few seconds of this blissful high. Our kissing is intermittent, our breathing is erratic, and while she screams out my name, I swallow it with mymouth. I kiss her as I surge inside of her, filling her to the brim with everything I’ve been holding in for the last seven years.

All for her.

When we finish and our breathing slows, she gives me a playful smile, biting her lower lip. I tug it free with my thumb and kiss her swollen lips. She collapses against my chest, and I press her bare breasts against me, the feel of her hot skin against mine makes me feel unhinged. It’s like I’ve been somehow transported back to when we used to make love without inhibition. It didn’t matter where we were, if Rosie wasn’t flaring or in pain, we were doing it anywhere and everywhere.

But here we are, on my dad’s sofa. And we aren’t kids anymore.

“Shit,” she mumbles, sitting up slightly and pushing back her disheveled hair. “What if someone downstairs heard us?”

“Now you’re worried? Where was that concern ten minutes ago?” I tease with a chuckle.

“Obviously, ten minutes ago I wasn’t thinking about anyone else.”

“Good. That’s exactly how I wanted you.” I reach up and grab her hair in one fist, pulling it over one of her shoulders and tugging her toward me. Her eyes dance over my face and I admire the way her eyes have glossed over and the deeper pink of her swollen lips. I press my mouth against hers before releasing her hair.

She pushes back and there’s an awkwardness between us as we take in the scene. I’m still inside her and she’s straddling me. We’re both still naked.

“I should probably…” Her words trail off as she glances at our clothes scattered around the living room.

“Let me help.” I squeeze her waist and lift her slowly and the release of her aches deep in my gut. I instantly miss her. I stand her up between my legs and snatch a T-shirt off the floor. Andas I drag it up her inner thigh swiping the dripping cum, I’m tempted to push it back inside of her.

With her eyes ablaze, she gives me a sexy smile while the corner of her lip is pinched between her teeth. “That was insanely hot.”