Page 26 of Always Yours

“I do,” she whispers.

I grin up at her. “Ever think we’d get this far?”

Her smile widens. “Yep,” she says with a nod. “Any man crazy enough to want to sleep with me after getting drowned in skunk spray was always going to be a keeper.”

I burst out laughing. “And here we are, fourteen amazing years later.”

“Happy anniversary, babe,” she whispers, leaning down to kiss me.

“Mmmm,” I reply, rolling us over so she lies beneath me now. I slide my hands down her arms, my fingers locking with hers as I lift her arms, pinning them above her head. Ellen’ssmile gets bigger as I kiss a path across her jaw to her ear. “You remember what I promised you?” I growl, the words low.

“Uh huh,” she says, already breathless as her body arches beneath mine.

I suck her earlobe into my mouth, gently nibbling before saying, “That’s why you can’t get out of bed just yet.”

Ellen groans and I continue a path of kisses down her neck to her shoulder, along her collarbone and down to her breast. I slide my body lower as I take her nipple in my mouth, smiling at the whispered, “Fuck,” that falls from Ellen’s mouth.

I tease her nipple, sucking and gently biting, before kissing a path across to her other breast and doing the same thing.

“Oh god, Will,” she murmurs, squirming beneath me because she knows exactly where I’m going next.

“Patience, babe,” I whisper against her skin, kissing a trail down her side to her hip.

Ellen’s legs fall open in invitation and I settle my body between them, kissing a path up her inner thigh until I reach the top.

“Is this what you want,” I whisper before slowly pushing a finger inside her. “God, you’re so wet,” I groan, as I lower my mouth to her.

Ellen’s groan is louder now as I start to tease her with my tongue, my finger slowly sliding in and out of her. She writhes against me, working herself against my mouth and finger as I suck and lick, pushing her closer and closer to the point of release.

I feel her fingers as they slide into my hair, pulling me closer, griping me as though to tell me what she wants. What she needs more of.

I up the tempo of my finger, sliding a second one inside her as I continue to suck and lick her. Eventually I feel her fingers pulling at my hair, her hips pushing off the bed as she calls outmy name and comes, her body tensing around me as the waves roll over her.

I don’t move, only slow down my movements as I ride out her orgasm with my tongue and fingers until eventually her whole body relaxes.

Smiling, I kiss my way back up her body to her mouth, slowly pushing inside her as I lean down and kiss her lips.

“Fuck, we’ve always been good at this,” I whisper against her mouth.

“Yeah,” comes her breathless reply. “I think we actually get better with age.”

I chuckle. “Better with practice, maybe?” I suggest, my mind flashing back through the past fourteen years and all the different ways and times we’d done this.

It’s never gotten boring or old. Every time with Ellen has driven me wild with lust and desire and love, and today is no different. I don’t need it to be our ten-year wedding anniversary for me to get all hot and worked up for this woman. I’ve felt this way since the second I saw her.

I slide my hands up her arms, our fingers locking together over her head as I slowly start to move inside her, my movements long and deep. Her mouth finds mine again and she kisses me with a hunger that hasn’t stopped for her either.

I slide one of my hands down her body, slipping it under her waist as I pull her closer, holding her against me as I continue to push inside her, my hips moving faster now.

“Ellen,” I moan as she wraps her legs around me, her heels digging into my ass and urging me deeper. “God, babe, I’m gonna come.”

“Yes,” she whispers as she pushes her hips up to meet mine. “Yes.”

And then I do, unable to hold back any longer as I push inside her one last time and come hard.

I collapse against her, my body sated, my limbs feeling heavy and lax. I let go of her hands and she wraps her arms around me, holding me against her as both of us try to get our breathing under control.

“Promise me we’ll be doing this for another fourteen years,” she whispers, her mouth at my ear.

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