Stelios carries me to the dressing room and sets me down by the vanity. My husband has always enjoyed towel-drying my hair, but it's the first time he's doing this with both of us naked.
My throat dries as I stare at our reflection in the three-panel mirror of my vanity, and I find myself wetting my lips every time my husband moves to this side and that, and I catch a glimpse of his fully engorged cock.
Am I imagining things or has his erection somehow gotten longer?
"Something wrong, Mrs. Diamandis?"
My gaze flies up to him in a mixture of surprise and embarrassment. "Um...no, there's not...I mean, w-why would you think something's wrong?"
My heart skips a beat as he bends down, and I can only swallow hard as his breath caresses my ear just before whispering, "It's your nipples, wife."
Oh God!
"A woman's nipples can turn pointed because of either fear...or arousal." His gaze locks with mine through our shared reflection in the mirror. "Which is it for you?"
"F-Fear, of course!" I try to cover myself just to prove my point even though I know I'm lying through my teeth, but I've barely lifted my arms when I see my husband's gaze narrow.
"Don't even think of it."
My arms fall limply against my sides at the warning, and satisfaction flashes over my husband's gorgeous face.
"Good girl."
He takes my hand to guide me back up to my feet, and my breath catches anew as his lips tease and nibble over the wet parts of my body before they're towel-dried. He starts with the corner of my mouth before moving down to the side of my neck and all the way to the valley between my breasts.
There isn't an area of my body that his lips haven't crossed, from the sensitive flesh of my belly to my trembling thighs. It's like being seduced and played with at the same time, and I'm once again at my limit when he kneels down and lifts my foot to his mouth.
Oh God, there he goes again.
My husband's gaze demands for my attention as he lazily sucks on my toes, and it's just too, too much that I can no longer wait.
"Please, Stelios."
I never thought I'd be the kind of girl to beg for her husband's touch, but pride has ceased to matter at this point.
"Please..."
He finally releases my toe and gently lowers my foot back to the rug.
"Please..."
"Tell me what you want, wife."
"P-Please fuck me, husband."
Planting seeds
His wife destroyed his control with those four words, and Stelios heard her choke out a laugh as he tossed her over his shoulder.
"Stelios!"
She was laughing even as he dropped her on their king-sized bed, but the sound soon turned into a whimper as he pinned her down with his body.
Her arms went around him immediately, and Stelios could only suck his breath in at the way she was already writhing under his body with unconcealed need.
"Please, husband..."
His teeth clenched against each other as he fought for control. If she kept moaning and writhing like that, he had a feeling their fucking first night together would end in minutes.
He kissed her hard and deep, wanting to slow things down, but this completely backfired when Bailey was once again taking the initiative, with her tongue pushing up to dance with his.
"Oh God, Stelios..."
This was his wife like he had never seen her before, and after almost three months of Bailey acting like he was just her brother to this...
Stelios' obsessive desire to possess her reached all-new heights in an instant. He wanted to eat all of her in every fucking way, and to hell with taking things slow and gentle with a virgin like her.
Bailey's cries filled the air as he started sucking on her neck and didn't stop sucking until her skin had turned a passionate shade of red. This mark was what would tell the whole fucking world that she was his wife and future mother of his child, and damn if the thought didn't make his cock throb even harder with need.
He palmed her breasts and mashed the pale succulent globes repeatedly until he had her arching up into his hands with a cry.
"Do you like that?" he rasped out.
"Yes!"
He plumped her breasts up before sucking on each nipple long and hard—-
"Oh God, husband!"
Did she know how she fucking wrecked his world every time she called him that?
Her nails dug deep into his back as he caught her nipple between his teeth, and when he finally took a bite out of them, it had his wife literally sobbing his name out.
Dazed dark eyes flew up to him as he rose up to his knees, and his wife nearly arched off the bed when he reached between her legs to start playing with her clit.
"S-Stelios—-"
The pleading sound of her voice had him fighting against the urge to just fucking sink his cock into her virginal cunt, and all Stelios could do was grit his teeth as he forced himself to focus on bringing his wife closer to the edge.