Page 126 of Reacher
He was grinning too, looking happier than I’d seen him in as long as I’d known him.
“Never stop pushing me, Ally. I need you to do exactly what you’ve been doing, for the rest of our days. Think you can manage that?”
I sat down on the bed, and slipped my boots off, before I stood up again and lifted my top off.
“Uh Reacher?” He was just watching me, leaning against the wall, one hand idly stroking himself through his jeans.
“Yeah?”
“You are gonna consummate this marriage thing, right? I mean, you are up to fucking? Or do we need to put you down for a nice nap first?”
His growl was the perfect response. He pushed away from the wall and stepped up in front of me, gripping my chin firmly.
“Woman, you’re gonna need a fucking nap after I finish with you.”
I couldn’t wait. I helped him out of his clothes, as if his hands couldn’t possibly manage the task alone, and then he helped me wriggle out of my stupid, practically-painted-on jeans. He cursed at them as he tossed them aside.
“How the fuck can something that looks so fucking good be such a pain in the ass?”
Then he laughed. “Hell, I can’t work out if I’m talking about you or the jeans, woman.”
“Um… I believe you meant to call me ‘wife’, while you were insulting me, and my clothes.”
He moved quickly, easing me down onto my back on the bed.
“Keep sassing me, and I’ll consummate our marriage by fucking your ass.”
I wriggled beneath him.
“You say that like it’s meant to be a threat, old man… I don’t think you have the stamina to fuck me, and you’re just buying time to get back on form. Probably took it out of you, all that getting married and undressed…”
He placed a hand over my mouth.
“I forgot to shove my cock between these lips to shut you up, woman. Shall I remedy the situation?”
I replied by biting his finger.
“Fucking vixen.” His lips very bravely landed on mine, and then he was kissing me like I’d wanted him to kiss me for so fucking long.
Reacher
Ifuckingmarriedher.Fuckthe club, if they won’t let her wear my tattoo, she’ll wear my damn ring until I win them over, and I will. Nobody is going to stand between me and my fucking woman.
And in this moment, as I was kissing the fuck out of her, all I could think was, I’ve waited too long to get my dick inside her again. I wanted to fuck her until she couldn’t speak, but I wasn’t opposed to keeping my hand over her sexy mouth, even if she decided to bite. Maybe because I knew she fucking would.
“Reacher?” I didn’t realise I’d pulled back.
“Are you about to sass me again?”
She smiled. “Always, but I just wanted to say I love you, and I really want you inside me. It’s been too long.” Sincerity rang out with every word, and then she shrugged.
“Or I can get myself off, if you’re not up to the task.”
There’s my woman. My old lady, as soon as possible.My wife, for fucking ever.
I lifted one of her legs over me, and slid inside her in one swift move. No preamble, no checking if she was ready, because I knew she’d be slick and desperate for me. All of that sass was just her idea of foreplay.
“God yes, Reacher. Don’t hold back.”
