“This okay?” he asks, and I nod.
Suddenly, I think aboutDelta. The parties. His fraternity life. What kind of routine does he have? “Sorry to ruin any plans you may have had for tonight.”
He snorts, breath hitting my shoulder. “This is myperfectevening.”
I rest my chin on his sternum to look up at him. “Really?”
“Are you kidding? Lying on the sofa with my girl in my arms watching football? Yeah. This is the stuff, tulip.”
Smiling, I rest my cheek on his chest again and listen to his strong heartbeat. I think we have a lot in common.
His earlier statement about being slow creeps into my mind. “Will you teach me?”
“Teach you what?” When he speaks, the resonance of his bass vibrates through his ribs to my cheek.
“About the Stallions. I want to know more about our team.”
And that’s when his arms tighten around me and the deep lull of his voice soothes me to sleep.
Held in my husband’s arms.
Safe.
For now.
thirty-one
She’s not fully awake,but her hand is reaching for me. Not justme, but my dick as it slots between her ass cheeks. Firming right up as she squirms in bed next to me.
I grunt a sleepy reply, and she shifts. Her hips search for more.
“You awake?” I whisper as gently as possible, pressing a little kiss to her shoulder. I spoon her, pulling her harder against my chest. She’s so small.
“No,” she mumbles, and I snort a laugh. Instead of stopping me, she widens her thighs, shoves her panties aside, and slots the head of my hard cock between her legs.
“Tulip?”
She doesn’t respond, only whimpers and wiggles.
I take the hint, slip a hand to her clit, then nudge the head of my cock in carefully.
Holding her, lying on our sides, I lever myself so I can getin deeper. And even deeper when I lift her thigh. She sighs like a seductive siren. Every roll of my hips, she bounces her ass off me in return. Letting me slide in deeper. And deeper.
I slip my arm under her to hold her throat the way she likes.
“That’s it, my wife.”
“Tell me I’m safe.”
A ripple rolls through me with the urgent desire to give her everything she wants. Everything she needs. The skin on her neck warms as I press a kiss there until she shivers. Suckling the skin into my mouth, I murmur, “You’re safe. I’ve got you.”
Her nails dig into my forearm as she picks up the pace. Now wanton and unrestrained.
It’s not long until she releases one of her signature screams. This one hoarse from the morning and the way I cut off her air.
I follow her over the edge with a guttural groan, squeezing my eyes closed and tugging her body even closer to mine. Our skin sticks together with sweat. With warmth. I surround her. I’m inside her. And she’s inside me.
“Don’t leave,” she whispers, her hand slipping to my ass to pull me against hers. “Stay.”
