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“Fuck, your mouth is almost as good as your pussy,” he grates out, pulling my hair back to get a better view.

I keep taking him until he hits the back of my throat and do my best to swallow him until my lips touch the base of his thick cock. Pulling back, I run my tongue along the underside driving him mad.

Replacing my mouth with my hand, I pump as I lick along his length to his balls. Taking one in my mouth, I lightly suck and lick.

One minute I’m on my knees and the next I’m hoisted up into the air over Tyson’s shoulder.

“What happened?” I ask out of breath. My eyes train on the delectable ass in front of me and I can’t fight the urge to bite on his firm ass.

“Fuck woman, your mouth is driving me wild. I don’t want you on your knees. I want to be buried deep inside of you. You can use your mouth later,” he growls.

Bending me over the back of the couch, Ty impales me in one thrust. He leans down until his front is flush against my back, one arm snakes around for his hand to cup my breasts and pinch my nipples. His mouth at my neck breathes heavily. It’s not often that we don’t have sex facing each other some way, but when we do, Ty lets me know he’s right there with me.

Eyes on me.

He's not Gerald.

Far from it, and I know he wants me. Ty makes sure to let me know how much he wants me each and every day.

“I love you,” he moans into my ear.

“I love you,” I answer back, panting as another orgasm builds.

My fingers dig into the leather of the couch as Ty thrusts deep and hard hitting that special spot inside each and every time.

“Ty,” I moan, turning to look at him. “I’m so close. Fuck me harder.”

His mouth crashes down on mine. Our teeth gnash, tongues dueling, tasting one another as if it’s the first time. I push back as his hips piston into me. His hand slips from my breast to pinch my clit, and I explode. My entire body tenses as wave after wave of lightening shoots through my body until I go slack against the cool leather of the sofa.

Ty thrusts once more before stilling as he shoots his essence deep into my core. His hands on my hips fall to my sides as he slumps down on top of me with his face buried in my shoulder. I can feel his lips tip up against my overheated skin before he kisses me and stands, pulling me up with him.

“I needed that,” we say at the same time and then laugh.

Pulling me flush against his chest, Ty gazes down at me with more love in his eyes than I ever thought possible. “Now let me take you to bed and make love to you like you deserve.”

Swoon.

Would I ever get used to how loving and sweet he is?

I certainly hope not.

“Sadie,” he quietly calls my name making me crack my eyes open to peek up at him. A soft smile tips his lips. “Thank you for becoming my wife.” His face is serious and even more severe from the lights of the strip dancing across his skin. “I promise to worship you until the day I die.”

“Are you reciting your vows?”

“Don’t be a smart ass.” He swats my ass making me giggle drowsily.

“Best day of my life becoming your wife,” I mumble from my sex induced haze. I’m barely able to keep my eyes open after coming upstairs and having Tyson pleasure me for the past few hours. It is definitely nice to have a husband with his stamina.

Ty’s arms tighten around me, and I snuggle further into him.

“When we started this, I thought I was a phase for you,” I mumble into the night before kissing his chest. “That you’d get tired of me, and if I opened my heart to you, you’d break it.”

“Never,” he vows, pulling me impossibly closer to him.

“I know thatnow. You’re my forever, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“You’ve got to stop talking, or I’m going to have to fuck you again.” His words and the gravel in his voice make me want to jump him, even if he hadn’t already exhausted me earlier. My bones feel like jelly. I’m not sure I could get out of bed even if the hotel was on fire.

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