Chapter Thirteen
Hope couldn’t take her eyes off her husband. God, she had to keep repeating it because it seemed like a dream. She was a married woman now.
“Are you happy, wife?” he asked as his hand ran up and down her body.
She nodded. “Yes.”
“You enjoyed your wedding?”
“Very much. There is nothing else I would have wanted. How you got it done in one day is beyond me.”
“I had a lot of help, pet.”
“Still.”
Her eyes slid closed as he bent toward her and pressed his lips against hers. Her arm came up around his neck. He kissed her for a long time, using his teeth, tongue, and lips to give her pleasure. Then his mouth moved down her neck and shoulder before latching on to her nipple.
“Oh, God, Blake.” Her nipples ached, and a ball of tension grew in her stomach.
“I know. Just relax.”
How in the hell did he expect her to relax? The tension just got worse, and her cunt started to throb. She tried to pull him up to her, but he chuckled and continued tormenting her.
He parted her legs with his shoulders and settled between them. She felt him separate her pussy lips and then screamed when a puff of air hit her sensitive clit.
“Fuck yeah,” he said and then lowered his head.
A huge wave of sensations blindsided her, making her come. It seemed to go forever. When she finally settled to take normal breaths, he continued tormenting her.
She had no idea how long he ate and finger-fucked her cunt, and it didn’t matter how much she thrashed around or begged. Her need for him was still overwhelming, even though she’d just had an orgasm. “God, Blake, please. I need you.”
“Fine,” he said and made his way up her body. When he set his mouth on her, she could taste herself on his tongue and tried to shy away.
“No, baby. You’ll get used to everything I do to you.”
She tried to understand what he was saying and then gave up. “Blake.”
He pressed the head of his cock against her cunt. “You tell me if you’re sore, pet.”
She nodded and gripped his shoulders as she felt a growing pressure in her cunt. He was huge, and she couldn’t understand how she’d taken him the night before.
“Blake, I don’t think…”
“Shhh, it will be okay, baby. Just relax for me.”
She tried her best, but it felt like he was close to tearing her apart. He finally pushed in the last few inches and held still.
He kissed her for a long time. “How are you doing?”
“Better.” The time he’d given her let her adjust to his searing entry.
He pumped his cock into her. The thrusts were slow at first but quickly grew in intensity. Her cunt tightened on him, and she felt like she would explode when he drove into her harder, throwing her over.
She could vaguely hear her scream echo through the room, but her concentration was on the ramming cock pounding into her cunt and trying to settle her heart down so it didn’t feel like it would burst from her chest.
A groan tore from his throat, and she felt a gush of liquid heat fill her inside. He kept thrusting, and then he stopped, laying his forehead against her shoulder.
She ran her hands up and down his back, trying to soothe him as much as she could.