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“Holy fuck,” I mutter.

“Ryder, that’s so good,” her words come in short, sexy pants and I want this round to last. I want to feel all of her, and her all of me. I want to pleasure her over and over again until she’s spent, until she can’t even remember her own name. Until mine is the only one she whispers over and over when I make her convulse.

“You look so fuckin’ hot ridin’ me, Mama.”

“Oh.” She grinds down at hearing me say the nickname I sometimes use. Not all the time. You gotta keep some things spontaneous when you’re married. “Oh, yes.”

“Slow,” I admonish. “Want this to last. We were all frenzied before, now I want to watch you come undone.”

“You don’t know what you do to me when you talk like that,” she groans.

I squeeze one ass cheek, pulling her down on me harder. “Ride this cock, baby. You know you own me, body and soul.”

She bounces harder, her tits bouncing along with her. Her long tendrils float behind her as I get my fill. And boy, is she the woman of my fucking dreams. Nothing could ever change there. “All night,” she whispers. “I won’t be done with you all night.”

I squeeze one breast and her ass at the same time and she whimpers in delight. She throws her head back as she climaxes, my name a quiet shout as her pinkening skin and flawless face with her mouth in a round ‘O’ is enough to push me over the edge. But I don’t let it. I need to fulfill her, and I’m certainly not done with her yet.

Not by a long shot.

19

CRYSTAL

It’s justlike old times, only ten times hotter because when Ryder gets like this, he’s a machine. He watches me, his eyes hooded as I ride his cock. Pleasure after pleasure after pleasure erupts, and I feel like I’m floating away. When we’re like this, we’re unstoppable.

And we need to be on the same page with everything; not just sex, but with communication.

Ryder needs me right now, as much I need him.

“Crystal.” I know he’s trying to hold on, and I love that I do this to him. I love that I’m able to make him come undone after all these years. “Yeah, Sugar, just like that.”

It feels different, with all the cards out on the table. Not that we ever really lost it, but maybe we lost our way for a second. Maybe this is our second chance to rekindle things. It certainly feels like we’ve turned a corner, but I’m fully aware that Ryder is grieving. As much as he might tell himself his mom meant nothing to him, I know better. He’s a deeply feeling person when all’s said and done. He cherishes his family and guards us with an intensity I’ve never known before. I thought my own parents were overprotective, but they have nothing on Ryder. This is partof who he is, and I love all those parts, even the ones he doesn’t like.

I rock down, tilting my hips as I take him, squeezing him inside me, just how he likes it.

“Oh,” I groan, loving it.This.Being his girl, it’s all I’ve ever wanted. Being close to him again after months of only dreaming about it, it’s like bliss. We’ve both needed an escape. A moment to lose ourselves just in each other.

“Tell me what I do to you,” he mutters under his breath.

“You drive me insane.”

He chuckles, gripping my hips, helping me impale him as I slide down his thick cock. “In a good way?”

“Oh, yes. Inallways.”

The sly grin on his face is all the reassurance I need that he feels it, too. That all of this is real. That our love is still burning brightly, even when clouds threaten close by.

“Ride me, that’s it, baby.”

I tip my head back and convulse, the spasms running through me clench at my core and I groan like the heavens might open on pure ecstasy alone. I run my hands over his chest, feeling the warmth of his muscles under my palms. I’ve always loved his body, but over the years he’s only grown more solid, stronger, and I’m the one who gets to reap the benefits.

What started off as me trying to seduce my husband, has turned into downright debauchery as he speeds up our movements. In a flash, we’re fucking like we used to do when we were younger. His thrusts up inside me make me bounce harder until I dig my nails into his shoulders as I hang on. His grip on my hips is strong as we both chase our release. And then I’m losing control as the most intense orgasm ripples through me, sending me to an orbit I’ve not experienced for a long time. He follows right after me, my name on his lips as he convulses. Hot spurts of cum inside me as I take all of it. My husband.

“I love you,” I whisper. “I love you so much.”

He’s panting just as hard as I am when I collapse on his chest. “Glad you said that, Sugar.” He kisses my hair, wrapping his arms around me. “Because you’re not gettin’ any sleep tonight. This body was made for worshippin’.”

I snuggle into his neck. “I forgot how insatiable you can be when you get going.”

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