Page 29 of Wicked Oath
She’s smiling deliriously as I step back and remove my clothes.
Without waiting for another second, I get behind her on the bed and roll her onto her side. She’s so relaxed from her orgasm that it’s kind of cute. My cock is ready to fuck her so bad.
I pull her leg around my waist and press my face into her neck, her back to my chest. “Ready, baby?”
She nods, unable to say any words.
I grip her breast with one hand as my other hand holds onto her thigh, and then I slowly enter her. We both moan as I slide in deep, filling her up so easily. Her body is wet and willing for me.
Then, I begin to fuck her.
I keep my thrusts gentle at first, letting her body get reacquainted since I know this is only her second time. She pushes her back into me, which lets my cock move deeper into her. I press kisses onto her neck and whisper in her ear, “You like how I’m fucking you? You like it like this?” I thrust harder, making sure she knows who’s claiming her.
She gasps. “James.”
“Answer me, baby. Do. You. Like. This?” Every word is accentuated with a thrust of my hips.
“Yes,” she cries out, her head dropping back to rest on my shoulder. I kiss all over her neck. It’s sloppy and messy but so fucking sexy.
Fuck, she feels so good around my cock as I fuck her harder. I know her body can handle this. She’s my girl, after all, and my girl is tough.
She lifts her hand to cover mine that’s around her breast. “James. Oh, this feels so good.”
“I knew you’d love it.” My cock presses deep into her. “I want you to come on my cock again, baby. Can you do that for me? Let me feel it.”
I reach down and rub her clit. Her back arches, searching for more.
“James,” she moans.
“That’s it, baby.” Her inner walls clench around my cock. I know she’s close. “Come for me. Come for me.”
And just like that, she does.
The moan that escapes her lips is enough to send my own orgasm tumbling over me. I groan into her neck as she arches her back deeper.
I continue to fuck her as we both come.
Finally, our bodies calm down, and we relax onto the bed. I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her in closer while kissing up and down her neck.
“Is this what our married life will be like?” she asks sleepily. It’s been a long day, and I did just give her multiple orgasms. Her fingers trail over my forearm. It’s easy, this comfort between us.
“More and better.”
“You promise?”
I think of how much power I’m going to gain by taking it from Patrick and how sweet it’ll be with Olivia at my side.
“I promise.”
CHAPTER8
James
Waking up next to Olivia is a comfort I didn’t know I needed. It makes me feel almost bad for lying about my intentions.
Almost.
What I expected this morning was more fucking, fucking, and then even more fucking.
