Page 31 of Keeping My Wife
“Probably. But mostly just crazy about you.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Corny too.”
“I wasn’t corny when I did that thing with my tongue.”
I shivered.
“Think I should do it again?” He hoisted me up and strode down the hall to my—our—bedroom. He pushed the load of laundry over onto the bench and stretched me out on the mattress.
We both fumbled with our clothes, shoes thudding to the floor. I dragged his shirt over his head and trailed my fingers over all the hard planes of his chest and down to his buckle. When I got him in hand, he hissed.
I rolled him onto his back and skimmed my lips down to where he was hard and hot for me. “What about that thingIdo with my tongue?”
He groaned and brushed his knuckles over my cheek. “Honey, you can do whatever you want to me.”
I twirled my tongue around the underside of his head, and he drew in a deep breath. Then I took as much as I could.
“Fuck!”
I hummed around him with a sigh. This, I understood.
We were in the hot and heavy phase. That was all. It couldn’t last forever.
Could it?
Then I shut everything off and just focused on making him groan and sigh out my name before I crawled on top of him to take him deep. His eyes widened as he drove into me bare.
I caged him in. “I’m protected, husband-to-be.” I rolled my hips and took him deeper. The heat of him pushing the doubts away for now.
But a tiny part of me wondered what a baby of ours would look like.
A mix of us. My eyes and his light hair. My skin and his features.
My hips moved faster as the idea of it added to the friction between us.
He rolled me onto my back and slammed into me. His caramel eyes lit with something I didn’t want to name.
Could he really love me already?
Then he lowered his mouth to mine and fused us together in every way.
I dragged my nails down his back to his ass to pump signal for him to drive harder.
And when I came, the words were at the tip of my tongue.
They’d be so easy to say.
But I bit them back.
It was too soon. My arms held him tighter as I crested again and felt the warmth of him inside of me.
I held him tighter as he shuddered over me.
I didn’t want to let go.
Chapter 9
Cam
