It was more than that, but there were things she couldn’t say to him yet. It was love and happiness and hope all wound into a ball, and it was fear and doubt and worry poking at the surface and trying to find a weak spot so they could wriggle in and tarnish the brightness.
He smiled. “It’s weird for me too. But we’ll get used to it. So… you want to go watch something? I’ll get you a glass of wine and let you choose the show. And it’s not even Monday.”
Kayla blinked. “You would do that? Now?”
“Yeah, I would. I’m a grown man, Kayla, not a hormonal teenager. I can delay gratification if I have to.”
Kayla put her hand between them, found him hot and hard and ready. She heard the intake of his breath, and it made her sizzle anew.
“I don’t want to delay anything, Zach. I want more of you. I want all of you.”
Thank God.
He’d have dragged his sorry ass from this bed and put his clothes back on, and he’d have sat on that couch with her and watched whatever damned thing she wanted to watch, but he wouldn’t have been satisfied. He wouldn’t have let her know it, of course.
When she’d started to cry, he’d had a moment of bewilderment when he hadn’t known what he could have done to cause it. But then his SEAL training kicked in and told him to treat her with calm efficiency. To soothe her and get her to tell him what the problem was so he could solve it.
Solving problems was what he did, after all.
He ran his palm down her side, over her hip, and drew her leg up and over his thigh. “I’d be happy to lick this sweet pussy again,” he told her, skimming his fingers over her clit so that she gasped and moaned a little. “I didn’t get enough the first time.”
“Oh, I want that so much. But I want you inside me even more.”
“Then you’ll get both, honey.”
He pushed her legs open and dropped down until his face was even with her slick, hot flesh. She was so damned pretty. He loved the sight of her glistening folds, the trim blond hair of her mound, her smooth abdomen with its little bit of roundness and barely noticeable stretch marks, the way her creamy flesh rose into two pretty peaks crested by tight little nipples that he wanted to suck on some more.
When Neo touched his tongue to her pussy, her back bowed off the bed. “Yesssss,” she hissed out as he found his rhythm again.
He fucked her with tongue and fingers, sucked her hard little clit, flicked and licked and even nibbled a little bit. He loved the taste of her, could eat her like this for hours. But it was over quickly as she cried out, squeezing her eyes shut, her body twitching like an electric current flowed through it.
Neo kissed his way up her body to her mouth, then thrust his tongue between her lips as he hovered over her, not quite sure how he wanted to proceed. Missionary? A little doggy style? Let her ride him while he watched her tits bounce?
What decided it for him was the way she wrapped her arms and legs around him and kissed him back with all the passion and longing he could desire. It didn’t take much to settle between her legs, even less to position his cock and slide into her body.
He took his time in case he hurt her, but she was so wet that it wasn’t a problem at all.
“God you feel amazing,” he said when he was all the way in. The one time they’d been together, it had been with a condom. But this? Being inside her bare?
Heaven.
He couldn’t remember the last time he’d gone bare. Not since he was a stupid, horny teenager who’d been lucky enough not to get his girlfriend pregnant before he’d left to join the Navy.
“So do you,” she said softly.
He took her mouth in a kiss and started to move with slow thrusts, getting them both used to the sensations. Kayla ran her hands up his sides, down over his buttocks, over his biceps and shoulders, into his hair. She touched him everywhere, and he loved it.
It’d been two months since he’d had sex with her, and more than that since he’d been with anyone else. He couldn’t remember the last woman he’d slept with before Kayla, but he’d never forgotten one moment of the night he’d spent with her.
It didn’t take long before things got a little crazy. He slammed into Kayla again and again, and she lifted her hips to meet him every time. Neo tore his mouth from hers and grabbed her ass, lifting her into his thrusts. She groaned.
“Yessss, Zach. Like that. Oh yesssss….”
Her back arched and he dropped his head to her chest, sucking each of her tits in turn as he continued to fuck her harder. She ran her nails lightly down his back, not digging or trying to draw blood, but scraping sensuously across his skin.
“Fuck, Kayla. I want you to come again. Soon, because I don’t know how much longer I can last.”
Her eyes fixed on his, their pretty hazel depths glazed with pleasure. “I’m going to come. Soon—oh!” She bit her lower lip between her teeth and arched up to him again. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, her slick heat gloved him snugly, and he’d never felt so possessive of a woman in his life.
His wife.
Wife.
Jesus, what a head trip that was. He’d married her. To protect her and Ana—and maybe even so nobody else would have
