The only sounds in the room are our breathy gasps, our moans of need, and the sound of him moving in and out of me. He peels his eyes from mine long enough to catch one of my nipples in his mouth, and I arch back to give him the space to work my nipple as I continue rising and falling over him at the pace he sets by moving me up and down. It’s glorious, the long, slow, forceful drives as he pushes us both toward the edge of bliss.
His fingers edge in closer to my anus, and I let out a moan as the anticipation of whether or not he’s going to touch me there crashes into me. It only amplifies the need between us, and the first rush of release plows into me. I tighten over him, and he growls my name.
“Tatum, fuck. Your pussy feels so good. So tight. So perfect. And you’re already falling apart.” His voice is this low, sexy rasp, and it pushes me closer to the brink.
“Ford!” I yell, tossing my head back as I let the pleasure in. I claw at his shoulders now, his back, wherever I can get a grip on him as I travel up toward the peak.
“Yes, baby, just like that,” he rasps around my nipple. “Ride my cock like you never want to stop.”
“I never want to stop,” I cry.
“Fuck yes,” he hisses, and he pumps up harder into me and arches his neck back. He moves his palms from my ass to grip onto my hips as I leap over that wall of pleasure.
“More! Harder!” I yell, and he hammers harder into me, pushing me into the sort of bliss I’ve never known before.
It hits me all at once and goes on and on, my body contracting over his cock, and the feel of it all seems to push him into his own climax as I hear him yell between grunts and groans. “Fuck, Tatum—ahh, yes! I’m with you, baby. Fuck! Take it all!”
Cries of pleasure fall from us both as we seal the commitment we just made with this moment that was far too long in the making.
My mouth slams to his as I ride out the end of my orgasm, and as he continues to pump into me, leaving his cum behind just as he said he would.
We kiss our way through the end, and my body flushes with heat as he thrusts up one final time. He stays inside me even after we both finish, and I feel his cock twitching as I’m sure he can feel my pussy continuing to pulse over him.
I’m so drained after that exertion that I can barely hold my head up. I let go of his mouth, my head falling onto his shoulder, and I press a soft kiss to his neck. “I love you,” I whisper.
“I love you, too,” he whispers back, and then he gently pulls out of me. That’s when I feel it…the promise he made me as his cum drips out of me.
He moves us so I’m lying on the bed for a few quiet moments of recovery where he lies beside me, and just like that, it feels like nothing will ever be the same again.
CHAPTER 38: Ford Bradley
Only an Hour Left
There are moments in life that we anticipate with excitement. Half the fun of anticipation is the wait. The thoughts about what lies on the other side of the event we’re anticipating. The hope of how incredible it will be.
Rarely does the actual event meet expectations.
But tonight with Tatum? This night exceeded those expectations. In every possible way.
I have awife, and she’s the woman I pined for but never thought would possibly be mine. And yes, she agreed to this marriage out of convenience, but when she was faced with the choice,she chose me.
And that means everything.
It’s not just for the sake of the money anymore. Not after the way we just connected on such a base, visceral level. It advanced my feelings for her in ways I didn’t think possible. It wasn’t just sex. It was the start of a connection that will bond us together for the rest of our lives.
We lie together in silence for a while, but I know she’s not ready for this night to be over. I glance at the clock and see we’re starting to run short on time. Eventually I ask, “You want to go get drunk and ring in the new year downstairs?”
She leans up on her elbow, and her eyes are twinkling when she says, “I think I’m drunk on you.”
I nip a kiss to her lips. “You’re welcome to continue drinking from this well anytime.”
She wastes no time in taking that innuendo seriously. She starts to crawl down the bed, and she grabs my still half-hard cock in her fist.
She’s about to take me in her mouth to get me hard when I chuckle and place a hand on her shoulder.
“I need a little more time to recover. Your pussy took it all out of me.”
Her cheeks flush, and goddamn, she’s beautiful. “You tell me when you’re ready because I haven’t had the pleasure of this cock in my mouth yet, and I feel like that needs to happenthisyear.”
