Page 94 of Yours, Forever

"Todavía no."

"Don't stop."

"Espérame." I didn't realize I'd spoken in Spanish. "Wait for me."

I released her thighs and dug my hands into her cushy hips, until I could hold her still. A drop of sweat tickled its path down my temple, but I ignored it. I rode her harder.

"Max!"

Her spasms had no discernible pace as she came; one strong, clutching grasp of my cock in her, followed by multiple contractions that made me see white.

"Darling, darling, darling." I groaned and fucked her through her climax. I clenched my jaw. "What did I say?"

She gasped as she came down from her high.

Unable to hold back, so close I was equally in pain and in pleasure and in desperate need of release, I freed my cock and shot my cum all over her tummy.

I whimpered and let my head drop between my shoulders. My hands still held her down. My lungs still worked hard to retrieve every oxygen molecule possible.

"Somehow," she said, breathless, "none of that was surprising."

I chuckled. "What can I say? I have a brand, and it carries through."

I picked up my shirt from the floor and cleaned her up; apparently, some of my release had ended on one of her breasts. She watched me tend to her with a smile on her lips.

"You good?" I asked.

"Excellent. I need to brush up on my Spanish, though."

"That was an accident." I got onto the bed, and both of us moved up on it until we could rest on the pillows, if over the blankets. "Unless you liked it, in which case it was part of my plan."

We faced each other. She laughed. With gentle fingers, she caressed my face.

"I definitely liked it." A smile kept her lips curled. "We definitely didn't do this in Vegas. I can't imagine I wouldn't remember something like it."

"I suppose that means our marriage is finally consummated. Any regrets?"

"None."

"Good." I pulled her closer. "Because I want to do it all over again."

Chapter 26

Eva

"It's late, darling."

His voice in my ear, first thing in the morning, had me waking up tired but happy. Like every morning since we'd decided to have sex a week ago.

"We should get going," he added, "but I have to say… your ass under the sheets, with you on your belly like that, well, it's making it hard."

I smiled. "Making what hard, exactly?"

"Everything hard. My cock in particular."

"So? Are you going to do something about it?"

He ran his hand down my back, before grabbing a handful of my ass and jiggling it. "Mmh. Good morning to me. Do you have a vibrator?"