“That was for being a little brat,” he teased. “And trust me. There’s a lot more where that came from.” His palm came down on my ass again.
I could tell him to stop. He would if I asked. But the words lodged in my throat. I wanted to try this. I really wanted to try this.
“Your ass is gorgeous, sweetheart. Especially now, with my red handprint on it.”
His words sent a spike of pleasure through me. He’d marked me, in a way. But a handprint wouldn’t last forever.
Was he even ready for forever?
Before I could think again, he smacked me once more, this time easing the sting with his lips on my ass cheek. Tiny kisses chasing away the sharpness and leaving only loving pleasure.
I sighed softly, burying my head in his pillow. Soon, instead of his lips and hands, I felt his hard cock between my ass cheeks. He slid it downward, through the juices of my pussy, and then back between my cheeks. Was he going to…?
“No,” he said in answer to my silent question. “Not today. Not until we’re both ready.”
I looked over my shoulder. “Have you ever?”
“No. But I want to. With you.”
“I want to,” I said, only now knowing the truth of the words.
“We will. But right now, I need that hot little pussy of yours.” He thrust into me.
I was tight from my orgasms, and the burn of his cock tunneling into me was good. So good. I didn’t care about coming. All I wanted was to feel him inside me, taking me, marking me, making me his forever.
Chapter Forty-Three
Bryce
So complete. So perfectly complete. Every time I entered her felt better than the last. Every time her walls sank around my cock was a more perfect fit. Just when I thought it could never be any better…it was.
It so was.
I fucked her this time. I needed a hard, fast fuck after spanking her gorgeous ass. I loved this woman so much, and I adored making slow, sweet love to her.
But sometimes, I just wanted a fuck. A good, hard fuck. A meeting of cock and pussy and all the raw beauty of it.
So I fucked her. I fucked her hard and fast and with everything in me
. And when my body became my cock and balls and released into her, I felt more than lust and love and wonder.
I felt peace.
The pure peace that can only come from the physical. Endorphins drifted around us, through us, almost visible to me as I emptied every last drop of myself into her.
I needed peace in my life. We both did.
I collapsed on top of her, holding my weight so as not to crush her. Then I rolled over and gathered her into my arms, kissing her moist forehead. “I hate to say this, but I have to get up.”
“Me too.” She lifted her head and kissed my lips. “I need to make breakfast for the boys and get them off to school.”
“I thought Jade was feeling better.”
“She is, but I like doing it. It’s nice to be needed.”
“Hey,” I teased. “I need you. I think I just proved that.”
She laughed. “I need you too, but we both have obligations.”