Page 67 of Savage SEAL's Virgin
Her body felt like silk as I moved over her. The wedding was behind us; the wedding night was in front of us. She shivered as I eased to lie beside her, stroking her stomach that was plumping up with our son. “Hey there, Junior. Daddy’s going to be poking around in there the next couple of days a whole lot. Try not to make your Mommy sick while I show her how much I love her, please.”
“Good thinking, baby. Give him a little heads up about what you’re about to do to me.” Blyss smiled, and I leaned over to kiss her tummy.
“Daddy loves you, my little boy. I can’t wait to see you.”
Blyss ran her hand over my head. “You’re too sweet. Are you always going to be this sweet?”
“I will try.” I kissed my way up her body until my lips rested on hers. Her juicy, red lips that tasted like sin and cherries. I pulled back as I licked my lips. “Did you put cherry lip balm on your lips?”
She nodded. “I saw it in the bridal shop and couldn’t resist. You do remember our safe word, right?”
“I do recall it.” I chuckled at her silliness and kissed her again. “You have no idea how the things we did on our little camping trip kept me alive, baby. I’d replay them in my mind, relive them. All that was missing was the real you there with me.”
“I have to admit, I did that too. Do you know how hot I thought you were when I first saw you? I was like,oh hell, he’s too hot for me!”
“I thought you were perfect. Like the most perfect creature I’d ever seen.” I ran my tongue down to the base of her throat. “My collar looked exquisite on you.”
She laughed a little as she took my face in her hands. “And how I loved wearing it and letting everyone know I belonged to you, the most handsome man in the entire place.”
“We’re never going back there,” I said. “Not ever again. You know that, right?”
“You sure about that?” she asked, then shook her head. “Not that I care. I’ve got you every night in my bed. I can ask you to do anything I want right from the comfort of our own bed. Plus, I have no idea if the club even opened back up.”
“It doesn’t matter to me if it did or not. No man will ever lay his eyes on my wife’s goods. Not ever again.” I ran my hands all over her, making her quiver. “All this Grade A real estate belongs to me now. I’m going to keep it to myself.”
“Good. That’s how I want it anyway.” She pulled me up and kissed me.
I was done talking. She was working her body, arching up, and grazing my cock with her soft skin. I couldn’t take any more banter. I had to have her. But first, I wanted to taste that tender, juicy morsel that was between her legs. Kissing her all the way down with tantalizingly slow movements, I reached the promised land and placed my mouth on her mound. A purr came from her as she picked her knees up and I grabbed her ass.
Swirling my tongue all over her, I dipped it into her valleys before I gave her one long lick that made her moan, “Yes!”
Blowing on her clit, I pecked it with the tip of my tongue, then licked her over and over until she was completely wet for me. Stabbing my tongue into her, I tongue fucked her, then made a long lick up to suck on her inflamed clit. Her legs ran around me as she fell apart, clenching me tightly, not about to let me go. I gave her all she could handle, until she was shrieking for me to put my cock in her.
“On your knees,” I ordered her. “I’ve dreamt of gazing at your pearly ass while I pound you.”
She moved around, getting into position, then I ran my hands over her round ass before I shoved my erection into her pulsing depths. Giving her a nice hard smack, I left a palm print there, then kissed it as she arched back to me. “Again, Troy! I’ve craved it.”
Months without her touch was torture to me, and it seemed it had been for her too. I spanked her again and again until she was crying out and her body had climaxed again. My cock wanted to give in, but I wouldn’t let it. I wasn’t going to let it go by so quickly. It was our first time as man and wife after all.
So I focused on her and only her, instead of how great she made my dick feel as it moved in and out of her convulsing pussy. I was going to wear her out and make up for some of that lost time. I turned her over and pulled her arms over her head to pin them down, kissing her hard as I thrust back into her. She bit my lip, tugging it as I ran my tongue over hers.
Slapping of flesh filled the room, moans of ecstasy combining with them. It had been so long since I’d heard those sounds. I wanted them to go on and on. If I could manage to keep it up, I would keep going all night long. I held my body up as I thrust into her and she kept arching up to feel my skin rub against hers. “My God, how I missed you!”
Our bodies converged, taking and giving as we gave into what our flesh demanded. She curled her hands around mine as she moaned and came again. Letting her hands go, I took her firmly, gripping her jaw and kissing her as her walls squeezed my cock for a third time. She hung onto my arms as she used her body to manipulate mine. “I want it, Troy. Give it to me.”
She moved up and down, making my cock move faster and harder. I held her down. “What a naughty little nymph you are. Trying to force me to cum for you. I’ll cum when I want. I want to feel your body explode over and over a few times. It’s what makes me happy.”
Her eyes glistened as she looked up at me. “You like to bring me pleasure more than you like to receive it?”
I nodded as I kept up a steady pace. “You say it like it’s a crazy thing to want. Making you happy is what I live for.”
She held onto my arms as we looked at each other, and I moved in and out of her. My whole world was in her eyes. My life was in the palm of her hand. My heart beat only for her. And she was finally mine in name. I rolled over, putting her on top of me. She sat up as I lifted her up and down at the speed I wanted until she got it and could do it on her own. She ran the tips of her fingers over my chest, and I wet my index finger, then rubbed her clit. Her eyes closed, her head fell back, and she made the best groan. I had her coming again in no time. She was panting so hard; I was beginning to get worried I was taxing her pregnant body too much.
I rolled over with her again, plunging into her quivering walls, and letting them stimulate me, causing a release that had me shouting her name over and over as we both shook with the power of the orgasms. Huffing and puffing, I fell beside her, leaving my leg over hers. She turned and put her arm over my chest as we tried to catch our breath. We’d done it. We’d consummated our marriage. It was completely legitimate now. No one could break our bond. No one could pry us apart. She was my wife and I was her husband.
“I am tapped out,” I had to admit.
She smiled at me as she leaned up to look at me with damp strands of hair clinging to her face. “Tapped out? That’s all you have to say after that bit of magnificent passion—tapped out?”
