Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
“These are sexy as hell,” he says, dropping to his knees and assisting me with their removal.
“Naked, Mr. Reeves,” I say, pointing to his shirt and pants.
“Happy wife, happy life.” He winks and strips out of his clothes.
I stand to take him in my hand, but he steps back. “You can’t touch me. Not right now,” he says. “Panties. Be gentle with them.”
“Why?” I ask, sliding the sheer material over my thighs and down my legs.
“I’m keeping them.”
“Coop, that’s crazy.”
“Not to me. You said I do in those panties. In my eyes, they are just as sacred as that dress over there.” He points to the chair.
I toss my panties to the chair and hold my hands out at my sides. “I’m naked, Mr. Reeves. Now, what are you going to do with me?”
“On the bed,” he demands. I comply and climb on the bed. “I had this plan. It was a great plan. In my head, we came back to the room. I slowly undressed you. Kissed every inch of your skin, and made love to you for hours.” He strokes his hard length. I watch closely as he closes his eyes and takes a few deep breaths. All the while, his hand makes smooth, even strokes. “I can’t do it, Reese. I can’t. I want to go slow, but every fiber of my being is telling me to take what’s mine.”
“Coop.” His name is merely a whisper as my body heats from his words. “Cooper,” I try again. This time, his eyes snap open and land on mine. “I’m yours. Take me.”
“It’s our wedding night.”
“We have every night for the rest of our lives. Besides, I know you. No way are you one and done.”
“Fuck no.”
“Take me.”
He nods, climbing on the bed and settling between my thighs. “All day, Reese. All day I’ve thought about this moment. Why does it feel different, baby? It’s us. But it feels like so much more.”
“It is more. I’m now a Reeves.”
“Damn right you are.” His eyes are hooded as he aligns himself at my entrance.
“I love you, Mr. Reeves.”
“I love you too, Mrs. Reeves,” he replies as he pushes inside me. “Oh, fuck.”
I wrap my arms and legs around him. I hold on as tight as I can. I don’t need sweet and slow. I just need him. I just need my husband. “Coop, I need you.”
“I’m right here. I wish I could tell you what this feels like. I wish I had the words to show you how intoxicated I am by you. Knowing that you’re my wife.” He shakes his head.
“Show me.”
“Reese, you don’t know what you’re asking.”
“Show me how it feels.”
“I feel unhinged. The adrenaline coursing through my veins.”
“You’re always being easy with me, taking it slow. I want that passion, Cooper. I want to feel it.”
“I need to treasure you.”
“You can treasure me after you fuck me.”
He hisses at my words. “Like this?” He pulls out and slams back in.
“Just like that,” I say, barely keeping my eyes from rolling into the back of my head as he thrusts again.
“Mine,” he growls as he unleashes. All I can do is hold on tight as he thrusts harder and faster.
Over and over again, he pounds into me, and it’s the best sex we’ve ever had. I don’t know if it’s because I know he’s mine, and I’m his, or if he’s been holding back on me all this time, but it’s not long before I feel the pressure start to build.
“You’re squeezing my cock.” He bears down on his bottom lip as he swivels his hips.
That one little move has my body igniting into flames as waves and waves of pleasure crash throughout my entire body. I feel like there is fire in my veins as I fall off the cliff into oblivion.
“Reese!” he shouts my name as his body stills, and he empties inside me.
His chest is heaving as he lowers his forehead to mine. “Holy shit,” he pants.
“You’ve been holding out on me.”
“I didn’t know,” he says, sucking in breath. “Did I hurt you?” He pulls back to look me in the eye.
“No.” I cradle his face in my hands. “That was… incredible. I’ve never, you know,” I say, feeling shy all of a sudden.
“You’ve never what?”
“It was intense. It’s never been like that. Never felt like that.”
“For me too,” he says, kissing me sweetly. He rolls over to lie next to me, tugging me into his arms. “I need a minute to catch my breath, but then I’m going to make love to my wife.”
“We could do that, or you know, repeat the previous performance,” I suggest.
He laughs, his entire body shaking. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too.”
We lie here in each other’s arms, just enjoying being together before he rolls over and makes good on his promise. He makes love to me. We shower and fall into bed, an exhausted, happy tangle of limbs.