Page 36 of The Final Temptation (Men of Honor 3.5)
Unable to withstand not being inside of her for another second, I shove my pants further down my legs and slip inside of her tight heat without breaking contact with her mouth. “Ah, fuck you’re perfect.” I groan as heat explodes through my entire body, her pussy gripping me like a tight vise. I swear there is nothing in the world that is better than being inside of this girl. I have been fucking her for years and every time I enter her it feels like the first time.
“I love you so much,” she whispers against my mouth.
“I love you, too, baby. Forever.”
“Yes, forever.”
Damn fucking straight. I will never tire of her—not her smile, her body or her sassy mouth. Not even a lifetime with her will be enough.
Bringing my hand up, I cup the heavy weight of one of her firm, round tits and brush my thumb over the hard tip. Her head falls back in pleasure and she arches into my touch, giving me the perfect opportunity to lean in and take her other nipple into my mouth.
“Oh god, yes.” Her fingers wind in my hair with a painful grip that shoots straight to my cock and her hips pick up rhythm.
“That’s right, baby, fuck me.” I lean back on my arms to bring her deeper, then slam up inside of her. All the breath leaves her lungs and she falls forward, bracing her hands on my stomach.
“Yes, again!”
I groan. “You want it hard and fast, Kayla?”
“Yes! I want it all!”
With a growl I grip her hips and start fucking her with an urgency that makes me feel like an animal, pounding up into her relentlessly. Pleasured cries spill past her lips as she claws at my chest to hang on, her nails marking me while her tits bounce enticingly in my face. Feeling close to exploding already, I change the angle of my thrusts and hit her sweet spot. Her pussy starts to flutter around me, warning me of her impending orgasm. “That’s it, give me another one, baby. Let me feel this pussy milk my cock.”
I reach up and deliver a light slap to her tit, right over her beaded nipple, and it was all she needed. Her inner walls clamp down on me and send me over the edge with her. Ecstasy rushes through my veins as I continue my pace, fucking her hard and fast through our orgasms.
When we’re both spent she drops down on top of me, our sweat-slicked bodies molding together. I wrap my arms tight around her and hold her close as we catch our breaths, our hearts pounding against one another. I drag my fingers along her back as we lay in comfortable silence—no words needed.
A few minutes later I kiss the top of her head. “Come on, baby, let’s shower before we fall asleep.” Just as I sit us up, a big bang has me struggling to maintain balance to stop us from rolling off the bed.
Kayla gasps. “Oh shit! Did we break the bed?” She jumps off and looks underneath it then glances back up at me in horror. “Oh my god, we did! We broke the bed!”
“What? What kind of bed can’t withstand a good fuck?”
A long bout of silence stretches between us before we both burst out laughing. “Damn it! They are going to charge us a fortune for this, I know it.” Her voice has an edge of worry to it as she rips her veil off her head.
“At least it was money well spent.” She laughs again like I hoped for her to. Bending down, I scoop her up in my arms then walk to the bathroom. “Don’t worry, baby, we’ll figure it out.”
“Speak for yourself, buddy. I’m bailing early in the morning and totally blaming the whole thing on you.” I grunt, not putting it past her.
We shower and dry off quickly, both of us exhausted from the day’s events. When we walk back out to the room, I use a phone book to prop up the broken side of the bed, making it close to level. Then I crawl in next to Kayla and pull her warm, naked body against mine. She looks up at me, her expression unreadable. “We’re married,” she whispers, her tone serious.
“Yeah…” I reply slowly and stare down at her, unsure of where she’s going with this.
“That means I’m your wife. Forever. Until you die.” Her head tilts and her eyes turn crazy. “You are mine and there is no escape for you, Cooper. Do you understand? If you ever try to leave me, I will find you and I will kill you!”
I roll my eyes at her dramatics and lay a hand over her face, covering up her crazy-ass expression. “Thanks for the warning, Black Widow, but I don’t plan on going anywhere. I like my new truck too much,” I add with a smirk.
She laughs and slaps my hand away from her face. I keep hold of her hand and twine our fingers together to see how our rings look next to each other. “Do you feel different?” she asks quietly.
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know. We’re married now and just found out we’re having a baby; shouldn’t we feel different?”
I shrug. “I don’t see why. We always knew our lives were headed in this direction, and I love you the same as I did yesterday.”
“Shouldn’t you love me more every day?” she teases, quirking a brow at me.
“That’s impossible, because I’ve loved you with everything I have from the day I made you mine, and I will for the rest of my life. Nothing—or no one—will ever change that, Kayla,” I tell her truthfully.
She smiles softly; it’s one of those smiles that constricts my chest and makes it difficult to breathe. “You always know the right thing to say to me.” She leans in and places a kiss over my heart. “I’ll never stop loving you either.”
“Damn straight, or I will find you and I will kill you.” I mock back the teasing threat to her. She giggles and we fall back into a comfortable silence again.
