A cheer goes up around us, and I blush furiously when I realize it’s for us. Mac and I both start to laugh. He turns to the crowd and bows, and they cheer again. He turns back to me.
“Hi,” he says.
“Hi,” I reply.
He goes and grabs his discarded bag, and then he takes my hand in his and leads me out of the airport.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
MAC
There is so much for Zoe and me to catch up on, but first, I’m going to take her to bed and make her come. I’m going to claim her pussy and make her mine after a long year of waiting.
We step through the front door, and it’s like nothing has changed, and everything has changed. The old familiar house made new and shiny by having Zoe here. The old life merging with the new one.
My wife. My gorgeous, amazing wife who makes me want to never leave the bedroom.
The door closes behind us, and I turn to Zoe and take her in my arms and kiss her again. She melts against me, pressing herself to me. I begin walking backward, still kissing her. We break apart long enough for me to pull her vest top over her head and throw it to the ground. We come together again, and she’s peeling my T-shirt off. We break apart for a second, and it’s gone.
We hit the stairs, and I turn and grab Zoe’s hand. We practically run up them. We reach the top, and Zoe pushes her shorts down and steps out of them. She looks fucking amazing standing there in a red bra and panties, and it takes everything I have to make the extra few steps to take her into the bedroom.
I kick my sneakers off and take my jeans off as we make it into the bedroom. We stand facing each other, our eyes all over each other as we stand in our underwear. Zoe’s chest is heaving, her breasts moving up and down, shudders running through her.
I beckon to her, and she comes to me. I reach behind her and unhook her bra, and it falls to the ground. I turn her around and pull her against me, my chest pressing into her back. I kiss her neck and she moans appreciatively. I reach around her and tug on her nipples. They’re already rock hard beneath my fingers, and she takes a sharp intake of breath as I touch them.
She’s every bit as ready for this as I am, every bit as turned on and hungry for it. She brings her hand behind her and pushes it into my boxers. I’m almost afraid my cock will go off the second she touches it, I’m so ready for her.
She slowly strokes my length, and I moan against her neck. I feel goosebumps crawl over her skin as my breath tickles her neck. I reach down with one hand and push her panties down. She kicks them away, and I find her clit with my fingers.
She reaches up and wraps her arm around my head, pushing her fingers into my hair, her other hand still jerking me off slowly, teasing my cock. Her pussy is dripping wet, and my fingers slide over her with ease. As I work her clit, her breathing gets ragged, her hand speeds up, and she tugs at my hair.
She comes hard and fast. I give her no reprieve. Even as she hits her climax, my fingers keep working her and she’s barely finished her first orgasm when her second one rolls in. Her hand squeezes my cock hard as she climaxes a second time, and I swallow hard as painful pleasure floods me.
I can’t wait any longer. I have to claim her right now. I pull my hand away from her and turn her to face me again. She searches my face with eyes hooded with desire. I kiss her, moving her back until the bed hits the back of her legs and she falls onto it.
She moves back unbidden as I climb on. I push her legs open and kneel between them. I don’t need to ask her if she’s ready for this. Her pussy is soaking wet, and she’s grabbing at me, pulling me down on top of her.
This is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for since I first saw Zoe in the bar that night. The moment I get to claim her as mine.
I grab my cock and line it up with her opening. I know I should finger her first, prime her to take my cock, but I want to claim her pussy untouched. I push inside of her lips, feeling the resistance from her tight pussy. I press harder, and she begins to open for me. I pull my hips back and enter her in one long stroke. She hisses in a breath as her pussy opens for me. She’s tight, really fucking tight, but she’s relaxed.