Page 55 of Unsteady in Love

Two Years Later

“Holden,you’ve got to let me up. The girls are waiting for me.” I writhed underneath him. His hot mouth trailed kisses down my stomach.

Looking up at me through his lashes, he smiled. “I want you to come for me one more time. Then you can go.”

“I’m already late. Do you want to get married today or not?”

His brows pulled together. “It’s a vow renewal, and we’re already on our honeymoon. I don’t see what the big deal is. One more orgasm. You know you want it. Later, you’ll be dying for my mouth on your hot body.”

“Maybe the fact that we asked our friends to come with us to celebrate, and they’re waiting,” I moaned as he slipped a long digit into my core and curled it, hitting me in that special spot that drove me wild. Holden had woken me up bright and early, nestled between my legs, and so far, hadn’t come up for air. Not that I was complaining. Well, I was, but not for that reason.

“I can paint your nails for you later if you want. Right now, I want to devour your pussy.” He smirked up at me.

“For the love of all that’s holy, you are not painting my nails. Don’t you want to hang out with the guys?” I moaned when his mouth moved to my clit and sucked.

Holden’s head popped up. “Are you really asking me that?” He plunged his fingers deep inside and massaged in just the right place. “I’d much rather be here with you, but I promise to let you go after you come once more.”

“Then I want you to fuck me. I need to feel you inside of me. Please, Holden, don’t deny me.” My hips ground against his hand, moving with the tempo of his fingers. I was getting close, and I wanted to be full of him.

Kissing up my body, Holden nipped my bottom lip. “When have I ever denied you?”

“Never,” I answered breathily.

“That’s right, baby, now since you’re trying to hurry me along, I want you to ride me. Do you think you can do that?” He licked along my bottom lip only to fuck my mouth with his tongue. He plunged deep and swirled his tongue with mine, not stopping until we were both out of breath and gasping for air.

His hot length rested high on my thigh, but not where I needed it most. With my hands to his chest, I pushed him to the side and took advantage, straddling him. I rubbed my core up and down his long cock, but I needed more. So much more. Wrapping my hand around his thick shaft, I slowly lowered myself onto him. Inch by glorious inch, he was right where I needed him to be.

“That’s right, baby, just like that. Take me all the way in. Fuck, Prue, how are you always so tight and ready for me?” he groaned out, biting his bottom lip and driving me wild.

Leaning down, I bit his bottom lip, pulling it from between his teeth, and then sucked on it. Hard. My hips started to rock and, on the way down, I rubbed my clit into his pelvis. My already sensitive nub had me halfway there as I rode him with abandon. Leaning back, I placed my hands on his thighs as I opened myself up for him, feeling every inch as I took him in. One hand massaged and pinched my breast, as Holden’s thumb rubbed me in slow circles.

“Oh God, I’m so close,” I moaned, riding him faster.

“Let yourself go. Milk my cock, baby. I want to feel you squeeze every last drop out of me.”

And I did just that. I let loose and flew. Pleasure and fireworks erupted until I couldn’t move any longer. I collapsed on his chest, placing a kiss on my tattoo. Holden took over, hands on my hips as he moved me up and down drawing out his own orgasm. He moaned into my neck, his fingertips digging deep into my ass. Biting down on my neck, he released. Thrusting one last time deep inside of me.

I wrapped my arms and legs around my husband. We had come a long way since he’d showed up at my father’s funeral. Some days, I still wasn’t sure how he convinced me to marry him. I must have been in shock, but not once had I ever regretted it. I had tried to push him away, to stay mad at him after he’d left again, but each email he’d sent me was a jolt to my heart that slowly started to warm it up after years of being shut down. Each and every day, Holden let me know how much he loved me and how grateful he was that I hadn’t let him push me away after his accident. There were more than a few bad days over the past couple of years, but we had worked through them. Holden talked to me and his therapist along with his new friends, Luke, Jax, and Jack. I was proud of him and how much he’d overcome. Now, unless you knew him, you’d never know he wore a prosthetic.

Holden was simply the best thing that had ever happened to me.

“With your hormones lately, I thought you’d want to stay in bed all day,” Holden rasped into my ear, bringing me to the here and now.

“I didn’t say I didn’t want to. Only that I couldn’t. I can’t leave the girls waiting for me all day.”

“Well,” he chuckled, “they should have waited until you called. Itisour honeymoon.”

“True, but every day is our honeymoon. Anyway, I wasn’t thinking when we made the plans. After this, it’s just you and me, and I can promise you I won’t let you out of bed for the next,” I swayed my head from side to side, “three months or so.”

“I’d better take my vitamins then.” He laughed, smoothing his hand down my back.

“Probably wise, Mr. Montgomery. Now, I really should go. They’re going to think you fucked me unconscious and will come storming through our door any minute now.”

The girls—Alex, Gabi, and Taylor—had barely seen me since we had all landed in Bora Bora for our Christmas vacation/honeymoon. I was sure they’d been busy with their own husbands, but I couldn’t get enough of mine. Who knew getting pregnant increased your libido so much? I certainly didn’t, but Holden was gladly reaping the benefits. In fact, he liked it so much that I was pretty sure he was going to try to have me pregnant as much as possible.

“They know I’d let you up for air and to eat. I can’t let you wither away on me. Let me say goodbye to peanut first, and then you can go.” He nuzzled my neck. Sliding down my body, Holden kissed my little bump. “Daddy loves you, peanut. We’ll talk more later.” With one last kiss, he sat up in all his naked glory.

Even with the four orgasms of the morning, I was ready for more. Holden worked out religiously. So much so, instead of going to the gym, we now had one at our house. He kept his body strong. He always had, but now it was more important since it made his life so much easier. His body was insane. All I had to do was look at him, and I wanted to jump him and ride him until next week. He was a natural aphrodisiac.

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