Page 7 of His Brother's Wife
Enda pushed her gently onto the bed and spread her legs wide, eager to taste her further. He began to slide two fingers in and out of her. Ama was gasping, her entire body aflame, and she came shuddering and moaning.
“I want to taste you,” she whispered, and Enda grinned. He stripped down quickly as Ama shed the rest of her clothes, sitting up, then taking him in her mouth. She had no idea if she was doing it right, but she went with her instincts, tracing the shaft up and down with her tongue and teasing the tip. She heard Enda moan appreciatively as she began to move his cock in and out of her mouth, sucking gently and massaging his sac with her hand. With the other hand, she dug her fingernails into his buttock and heard his hissed “Yes!” His obvious enjoyment made her heart soar, and when he drew away and pushed her back onto the bed, his cock was almost straining, engorged, and rock-hard.
Enda crushed his mouth against hers as he hitched her legs around his waist. “Are you ready for me, baby?”
Ama gave a frustrated moan, and he laughed before launching his cock into her and ramming his hips against hers. Ama gave a cry of intense release and clung to him as he fucked her, her fingernails digging into the toned muscles of his back. “God, Enda …yes…harder …harder…”
He obliged, laughing, and kissed her passionately. She was utterly lost in this man’s arms, completely at the mercy of his body and his desire for her …Jesus, his cock was incredible, and she was amazed she was able to take him in so deeply. She clung to him, wanting to savor every moment of his skin against hers, his mouth hungrily kissing hers, and the clean scent of him.
She came again, hard, and Enda reached his climax, pumping cum deep inside her. She didn’t want him to pull away at first, and so, for a few minutes, he stayed inside her, kissing her tenderly. “BellaAma,” he whispered in that deep, sensual voice, and Ama sighed happily.
Finally, he lay at her side, propped up on his elbow, gazing down at her. His hand traced a path down her body, his long, warm fingers splaying over her belly. “Ama? May I ask you something?”
Ama smiled up at him. “Anything.”
“Before your wedding …had you ever made love?”
She gave a half-embarrassed chuckle. “Is it that obvious? No, I hadn’t, Enda. I was a virgin.”
“It surprises me …and to answer your question—no, it’s not obvious. At all. Just a hunch on my part. You are an incredible lover, my darling.”
My darling.The words thrilled her. She stroked his face. “About the wedding …Enda, you saved that day for me. I was so miserable, but when I saw you in the church …god, I have never felt like that before.”
Enda smiled. “Me either, although my reputation would probably contradict that.”
Ama grinned. “Luckily, I knew very little about you. Iknowvery little about you. I’m looking forward to getting to know you.” She sighed. “If I had met you before …well, it wasn’t even as if I had a choice in marrying Jackson.”
Enda nuzzled his nose to hers. “I know. Olivier told me the reason. I think you are a selfless person.”
“Sometimes I can’t believe this is modern times,” she muttered, half to herself.
Enda studied her. “Ama …why were you a virgin? Can I ask, or is that too personal?”
She smiled at him. “Like I said, you can ask me anything. The reason is …I know it’s modern thinking to just enjoy yourself and sleep with anyone and that’s an absolutely fine way to live. It just wasn’t for me. Before now, I was completely focused on my work.”
“I would love to hear you play sometime.”
She kissed him. “And so you shall. We have a recital coming up at the end of the month, at the conservatory.”
“I’ll be there.” He moved his body on top of her. “When do you have to be back at work this afternoon?”
Ama grinned, wrapping her legs around his waist. “Not for an hour or two.”
“Hmm,” he grinned and plunged his cock into her. “What shall we do for an hour or two?”
Ama moaned as he thrust harder and harder until she was screaming his name.
Lena eyed her. “Why are you glowing?”
Ama, knowing that the multiple orgasms that Enda had given her were the reason, shrugged. “Just having a good day.”
She went into her office and slid the burner phone from her purse into her desk. In the small bathroom attached to her office, she looked in the mirror and saw her eyes shining. Her skin indeed was glowing.You look like a woman who’s been thoroughly and expertly fucked.
Enda Gallo. My lover.She kept saying it to herself over and over as she worked, and when she went to teach her class that afternoon, her good mood infected her students and she had a blast with them.
Driving home, though, the usual dread set in. She could barely stand to be in the same room as Jackson, and it was with relief that she saw Olivier’s car in the driveway.
She was smiling when she went in, still lost in her memories of the afternoon, and distracted. She didn’t see Jackson approach her until he crushed his lips against hers. Horrified, she pushed him away. “Take your hands off me.”
