Honestly, this woman would be the death of me, I thought as I gave in to the headiness of her kiss with a deep groan that came from somewhere deep within me.
I grabbed her thighs and pushed them higher and farther apart, opening her to me even more. I pulled my mouth from hers and took a deep breath as I looked into her eyes, which were bottomless pools of desire and something else I couldn’t place. Something I shied away from.
I wanted to look away, but I wanted to see the look in her eyes when I made her mine.
I pinned her arms above her head and wound my fingers through hers as I sank into her slowly, giving her time to adjust to the invasion. I paused when I felt her hymen, and she took a deep breath before she tilted her hips just a little, drawing me in deeper.
“Slow down, Sunaina,” I growled. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
But she just smiled and locked her ankles behind my back before she raised her hips. I saw her flinch when I breached through and forced myself to stay still until she got accustomed to the feel of me inside her. When her thighs relaxed around me and opened even wider, I pushed deeper until I was buried to the hilt.
I swore I was going to take my time fucking her. We were going to take it slow, even if it killed me. But my wifey had other ideas. When I gripped her hips to keep her still, the vixen began to squeeze her inner muscles around my dick.
“That’s cheating,” I groaned.
“Then, move, husband,” she whispered before she nipped at my shoulder.
So be it. I pushed her knees apart a little more as I sank in even deeper and began to move. She met me thrust for thrust, letting out little yips of pleasure every time I sank into her depths.
“God, you’re so tight,” I muttered, wishing I could stay in her forever.
“I’ve never felt anything like this,” she said, rising up to kiss me.
The movement pushed me in even deeper and she groaned loudly at the sensation.
“Don’t stop,” she begged.
“What do you need, wifey?” I asked as I pounded into her hard.
The top of her head hit the headboard, but I kept going.
“I need…you,” she said hoarsely.
“Say it,” I ordered, wanting to hear it from her lips.
Her eyes flew open, and the desire blazing through them made me speed up my thrusts. Sunaina dug her heels into my back and gave me what I needed to hear.
“I need you to…to fuck me, Viren,” she whispered.
I grabbed her hands and held them tightly as I thrust into her even harder. She raised her hips higher and came with a gasp. I kept going even as her inner walls convulsed around me, barely allowing her any break between orgasms as she came again before she had even climbed down from the previous one. This one was harder and longer, and Sunaina let out a loud, keening cry as she went over the edge. I joined her, grunting into the crook of her shoulder as we came in unison.
I stayed buried in her for a bit, both of us catching our breaths. Then I pulled out slowly, trying not to hurt her. Shewinced a little, and I kissed the tip of her nose softly and then her forehead before I went to the bathroom to clean up. I returned with a wet cloth and helped her clean up before I kissed her poor, sore pussy gently.
“No more,” she groaned sleepily. “I think you’ve broken it.”
“Don’t tempt me to prove you wrong, you witch,” I said, giving her clit one last punishing swipe before I went to discard the cloth.
She was almost asleep when I returned. I gathered her into my arms and pulled the covers over us before I fell asleep with my wifey curled up against my chest.
CHAPTER 17
SUNAINA
When I opened my eyes, the sun was just creeping over the edge of the horizon. I stared at the dim light streaming in through the windows and wondered how I was going to get through the day.
Viren’s arm held me firmly tucked into his body as he spooned me from behind, and I had no inclination to get out of bed. But we needed to set some rules before we went downstairs.
Because while sex with Viren was mindblowing, spectacular, and every other superlative I could think of, it did not alter the reality of our marriage one bit. He had made that crystal clear last night before he made love to me.