Matt groaned, pressing his face into my neck. He released the tension on my thong and this time I cried out from the loss of friction, but seconds later he was spreading my legs wide and pushing himself inside me.
“You look so hot, stretched around me.”
He thrust in slowly, my hands twisting in the sheets as my body craved more.
“Be warned, I am going to spend our honeymoon buried inside you. In here,” he said, thrusting in and out of me again, before pulling out and rubbing his arousal covered erection around my puckered hole. “And in here. I’m going to start with my fingers tonight, but I want to fuck you in every way I can get you.”
“Please,” I husked out. “Honeymoon. I like the sound of that. I can’t believe we’re married.”
Matt tugged my thong tight again before he pushed his cock inside me.
“Put your feet on the bed, Mrs. Hill.”
I do as I’m told, and Matt started to rock his hips against me. Usually, sex with him was hard and deep, but this felt different. Our hips rolled together, and the constant friction of him against my pussy pushing the pearls between us was almost too much to bear. Grabbing onto his biceps, I buried my face against his neck, his beard tickling my cheek.
“God those pearls feel good,” Matt groaned, and I realized they were rubbing against him too.
His thrusts grew slower and longer, his cock rubbing hard against my G-spot and his hips pressing the pearls against my swollen bundle of nerves. Wanting to feel his mouth on me, I pulled my breasts from the confines of my bra. Matt took the hint and dragged his mouth down my neck to my chest, his lips finding my pebbled buds, his beard driving me wild. I was so close to the edge I didn’t feel Matt’s finger near my ass until he pushed inside. It burned, but it only added to the intensity of everything I was feeling. Panting, I gasped out.
“More. I’m so close. I want more.”
Matt slid his finger in deeper and I felt so full I couldn’t even think straight. Working his finger at the same speed as he moved his cock in and out of me the feeling was divine.
I dug my hands into Matt’s ass, trying to push him harder against me, creating more friction. Matt cried out as I tilted my hips. He slipped deeper inside me, and the pearls rolled across my clit, pushing me over the edge. I came hard, my nerves electrified as pulses rocked my body. Every thrust sent me higher until I didn’t know how I’d ever come back down. Matt’s mouth crashed against mine as he fucked me harder and moments later, he came inside me, filling me with his cum as he cried out my name.
Breathlessly, he kissed me slowly as we both came down from our high.
“I love you, Mrs. Bear.”
I laughed, groaning as I felt myself tightening around his semi-hard cock and his finger.
He sighed contently, pulling out of me and then peeling off my thong. Leaning over me, Matt reached for a pillow, sliding it under my ass, pulling my legs straight up into the air.
“What are you doing?” I questioned, throwing my arm dramatically over my face. “I’m going to need a minute before I can go again.”
“I read it can help you get pregnant. Helps my little swimmers find where they’re meant to be going.”
I drop my arm from my face, smiling at him.
“You’ve been reading up?”
“I have,” he replies, kissing my belly. “Swim little fellas, swim.”
“Bear?”
“Yes.”
“Thank you.”
He frowned, obviously not sure what I was referring to.
“I never felt like I fit in. I always felt on the outside of my brothers and the band. I know it was all in my head, but you… you’ve given me a place where I feel like I belong. I don’t care where we go, you will always be my happy place.”
“That smooth Cosmic mouth is going to get you into some serious trouble. Do you think you’ve had enough recovery time yet?”
I didn’t have time to reply before Matt flipped me.
“On your knees, ass in the air, wife.”