“Our family.” I smile at my beautiful husband. “I love the sound of that.”
Leaning down, he kisses me slow, stroking my tongue with his, taking his time. Until I’m squirming again. “Jace. I need you.”
“I got you.” His hips start to move, his cock shuttling between my thighs.
He feels so good, but it’s not enough, so I drop my legs open wider. He kneels between them, taking a minute to watch me and stroke himself. Seeing him like this is such a turn-on that I dip my hand down to rub my clit, and he groans. That seems to snap his restraint, and he lines himself up with me. “Open your pussy for me. It’s gonna be tight again since we haven’t done it in a while.”
I part myself with my fingers, and he works himself in. He grunts with each thrust, and I squirm and moan, but then he sinks deeper, and my toes curl. “God.” There’s nothing that compares to skin on skin. Not having a barrier is amazing. He’s huge, just shy of painful, but I love the stretch.
Poised above me, his whole body goes taut, like a strung bow, ready to be released. Groaning, he shakes his head. “You feel too good.”
I rake my fingers through his hair and pull him down to kiss him. “We can do this again. If you need to come now, I don’t have to?—”
“I’m not gonna leave you hanging. We’re doing this together.” He hangs his head. “Just need a second.”
Satisfaction washes over me. I love that he’s so on edge for me but doesn’t want to rush things. Except I want him desperate for me. “I really need you to fuck me now.”
His eyes go positively feral. “Aurora.” The way he says my name is a warning.
I reach between us, down to where we meet, and rub my swollen clit. “My pussy’s throbbing.”
That snaps something in him. His hips pull back, and next thing I know, he’s fucking me into the mattress. With the way his cock fills me and the friction of his body above me, I don’t have to touch myself anymore. I just hang on because he’s doing all the work. “Need you to come, baby,” he grits out.
I lift my legs, and he somehow sinks deeper. I shudder beneath him. “So close. Don’t stop.”
Going up on his knees, he lifts my ass in his hands as he keeps pumping into me. “Look at how good you take me, baby.”
I glance between us where he’s plunging in and out of my body. He looks massive. His cock is swollen and thick as it works me over. And then his hips shift, and he bumps up against something inside of me that has me seeing stars. “Yes! There!” Arching, I lift my hands over my head and brace myself against the headboard because he’s really fucking me now, and as my orgasm hits, I scream.
“That’s it, baby. Oh, fuck. I can feel your pussy. It’s squeezing me so good.” He grips my hips as he swells inside me. Neck straining, he tilts his head back and grunts when he comes.
When he collapses on top of me, I wrap my arms and legs around him and sigh happily. “That might have been the best orgasm of my life.”
“Your pussy is getting its own song,” he mumbles against my neck. I laugh, and he groans. “Stop. I can feel that on my cock.” Of course, that makes me laugh harder. “We’re gonna make a mess.” He slowly pulls out of me, making me shiver, and hiseyes heat as he looks between my legs where he drags a finger through his cum. “I did this.”
I chuckle. “You’re so proud of yourself.”
Grinning, he tilts his head. “Can we do it again?”
EPILOGUE
JACE
That Christmas
I pullmy sweet wife closer as she comes apart in my arms. We’re side by side, with her leg draped over my hip. I like this position ’cause I can see her beautiful face. It doesn’t take me much to follow her over the edge.
I kiss her forehead. “This is how I wanted to do it when we first had sex without a condom. Sweet and slow. Tender. Make it special.”
Her eyes are closed as she smiles. “It was special. We did it slow afterward.” Her gorgeous hazel eyes open, and she rakes her nails through my hair. “But I like when you lose control.”
I lose control a lot with Aurora. “Merry Christmas, baby.”
“Merry Christmas, honey.”
“Love you.” I kiss her, wondering how much longer before?—
“Dada! Mama!” Layla’s little voice calls out to us from the monitor. “Eat, Mama!”