Page 80 of Score Her Heart

“Sweetheart, I need to be inside you,” I moaned.

Her stiletto shoes dug into my ass, and I kind of didn’t hate it. Kind of wanted her to keep them on while we fucked.

She pulled me back up to her face and kissed me, her hands gripping my hair between her fingers. “Then do it,” she said angrily.

I moved her underwear to the side so I could have better access and dipped two fingers inside her. She was soaking wet and ready to go. She moaned, and I peeled the thin material down off her hips, untangling her legs from around my waist. The lacy pair of black panties fell to her ankles, and her hands made quick work of undoing my belt buckle and pulling my dick out of my boxers.

“Wait…condom,” I reminded her.

She shook her head and guided me to her entrance. “I’m on the pill; it’s fine.”

I pushed her dress up but held her still. “You sure, sweetheart?”

She reached down and guided me inside her. I groaned in ecstasy at the feeling of being bare inside her. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned and tipped my head back.

“Hell yeah!” she cheered and wrapped her legs back around me. “Aaron, fuck me raw against the wall.”

I gripped her ass with a grin and pumped into her hard and fast. She moaned and clawed at my neck. She squeezed her heels against my ass, and it turned me on even more. I gave it to her hard, going deeper and faster with each moan that escaped her lips. She gripped my hair as she came, moaning in my ear. I let myself go and joined her in ecstasy.

“Fiona,” I breathed.

She smiled at me and kissed me slowly. “Was that your first time without a condom?”

I nodded.

She laughed. “Yes! I got to deflower you in two ways.”

I tweaked her nose. “Brat.”

She slid her legs from around my waist and dropped down to gather up her panties. I tucked myself back into my pants, my chest still heaving from the exertion. I spun her around and kissed her hard, my hand wrapping around her hair and holding her to me.

She pulled away to look down at my crotch again. “Oh, you ready for round two already?”

I gripped her neck loosely. “You know it, you vixen. Get your ass in our bedroom so I can watch you come again.”

Her face flushed with desire, but she didn’t move, so I lifted her up and carried her to our bedroom. I deposited her onto her feet in the room and watched as she kicked off her shoes and slowly pulled the zipper down on her dress. Fuck, that was so hot. I licked my lips when she stepped out of it to reveal the black lacy bra underneath. I gulped as I drank her sexy body all in.

I shrugged out of my suit jacket and loosened my tie, pulling it over my head. I smiled while I slowly undid every button on my shirt, and Fi watched me with hungry eyes. I pulled the shirt coattails out of my pants and dropped the shirt to the floor. Her hands were on my chest suddenly, running down it with her sharp nails, and she had this fiery look in her eyes that said she was completely turned on.

She kissed me feverishly, her hand gripping the back of my neck hard, and I was sure that if my cock wasn’t already rock hard, it would have been from that. I leaned into the kiss but noticed her fingering the top of my pants and slowly undoing the zipper. My pants fell to my ankles with a thud, and I pulled away from her to kick them off. I slid the boxer briefs down my thighs next, releasing my pulsing cock, which was about to explode if I wasn’t inside her again soon.

“Fiona,” I warned as she got a sparkle in her eye and took my cock in her hand.

She knelt to her knees and licked me from root to tip. “What?” she asked all innocently before taking me in her mouth.

“Fuck…” I moaned and ran my hand through her hair while her head bobbed on my cock. She hummed in response, taking me as deep as she could and then pulling back to lick around the head. “Sweetheart…” I groaned when she was sucking me again. A little too good.

She glared up at me. “What? You don’t want me to?”

“Get up here. I want you naked and in the bed,” I growled at her.

Her eyes got wide, but I knew she liked the demanding nature of my request because she swiftly unhooked her bra. She bent over to climb onto the bed and looked over her shoulder at me with the sexiest fucking look she had ever given me. How did I get this sexy as fuck woman to marry me?

“Are you gonna join me or what?” she purred.

She leaned over the bed like we were ready to go at it doggy-style, which I was not opposed to, but the sex against the wall had been a little too fast, and I knew she usually liked a lot of foreplay before sex. And my wife would get everything she wanted from me.

I stood over her and flipped her onto her back on the bed before crawling in beside her. I stretched out next to her and stroked her face with my hand, bringing her face back to my lips.