Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
“I’ve got you, Aria. I won’t let you go.”
It was the last word he spoke before he sent her hurtling over the edge, and she screamed his name, not wanting him to stop.
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Aria’s first orgasm came fast, and Dante was expecting it. He’d not given her a chance to get accustomed to the feel of him. In all the time they’d been together, he only brought her to one orgasm. Now, she had two.
Dante wasn’t going to stop there.
Her orgasm had been quick, swift, and he didn’t want her to hate sex. He knew that was on him. Sex didn’t have to be horrible. He’d made it so, and now he was making it up to her, and Aria’s pussy was so fucking sweet.
That’s because she has only ever had you. This pussy hasn’t known every random cock.
He ignored his own thoughts.
Dante hadn’t been thrilled by her virginity, not that first night. Now, he was. No other man had ever touched her.
Aria is mine.
She belongs to me.
All she knows is my hands, my touch, my mouth, my cock, my everything.
He’d never considered this before. Never thought of what it meant to have a woman all to himself. It was addictive.
And he wanted Aria. She was different. She was his wife, and he suddenly didn’t feel contempt when he thought about it.
Aria was his wife.
After bringing her to a second orgasm, he began to trail kisses up her body.
He was pleased he didn’t have the arduous task of having to remove his clothes, and that all he needed to take care of was a single towel, for he was now as naked as she.
Moving her up the bed, he followed her, settling between her spread thighs.
“I had no idea it could be like that,” Aria said.
“It’s not over yet.” He kissed her again, because the truth was, he loved the feel of her lips on his.
Reaching between them, he gripped his cock and slid it between her creamy wet slit. He slid his cock up, and she cried out as it bumped against her clit. Her body was so sensitive every touch seemed to send her right over the edge.
He did this for several thrusts, until he couldn’t get enough of it himself, and then he moved toward her entrance.
Staring into her deep brown eyes, he began to sink inside her. Inch by inch, he filled her pussy, and when there was enough inside him that he didn’t need to guide his cock within her, he locked their fingers together and pressed them either side of her head. He held onto her tightly, and then thrust hard and deep inside her tight pussy, going to the hilt.
They both cried out together.
Dante waited, allowing her the chance to get accustomed to the size of his dick. He marveled at the fact this was the first time he’d not had to use lubrication to be inside her. His wife was wet for him. She was aroused, and that was how he was going to keep her.
He couldn’t resist taking possession of her lips again. He didn’t know what it was about her lips, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop kissing her.
The moment he could no longer take another second, he lifted and began to pull his cock from inside her. He pulled all the way out of her and then slammed inside. Long, hard thrusts, he drove in and out of her, taking his time, watching her as she enjoyed it.
He couldn’t help but look in case he caused her pain. It was the last thing he wanted to do. Now, he was going to show her what true pleasure could be.
He changed the pace, going fast, then slow, and gritting his teeth as he did so, to try to gain control over what he was doing. He felt close to the edge. In all his thirty-five years, Dante couldn’t ever remember a time he was so close to losing control. What had Aria done to him?
“I … I’m not going to last,” he said.
She let out a little moan, and he felt her pussy clench around his cock, and any control he had fled his body. He slammed balls-deep inside her, and released pulse after pulse of his cum deep inside her womb. Dante wasn’t going to stop trying to make her pregnant.
I could keep her.
It was the oddest thought.
They had been married for nearly a year. In fact, tomorrow was the anniversary of their marriage. In all that time, he could have kept her. He could have had this, and yet he’d not taken the gift that had been so freely offered to him.
Collapsing against her, he wrapped his arms around her, pressing his face against her neck and breathing her in.
“Is it always like that?” Aria asked.
“It can be.” He wanted it to be.