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intimate part. His finger slid inside and moved in time with his tongue making her cry out. He was almost disappointed when her climax came over her, loving the way she tasted but he was so hard and ready, he was relieved that he could now feel what he’d been anticipating for so long.

As her body came down from her first orgasm, he rose over her, lifting her legs and positioning himself between her soft thighs.

“Clarissa, look at me,” he said and watched as her eyes fluttered open. Her smile of satisfaction almost sent him over the edge. His bride was undoubtedly the sexiest female he’d ever known in his life. He watched her eyes as he slowly entered her, his hardness filling her up inch by inch. Her mouth opened in awe and he would have agreed with her, if he could think any more. He was gritting his teeth to go slowly, careful to not hurt her but knowing that he probably would. He moved until he felt her barrier, then he bent low, taking her mouth with his and pushed inward, taking her gasp of pain into his mouth before embedding himself in her heat, groaning when he realized how perfect she felt. He stilled waiting for her to start breathing again. When he saw the movement in her eyes, watched the smile form on her face, he knew that everything was going to be okay.

Her smile brightened and Clarissa looked up, noticing the sweat on his forehead. It took her a moment but she finally realized that he was waiting for her, needing her to reassure him that she was okay. She lifted her hands and laid them on his shoulders. “I’m okay,” she whispered but it was a lie. She wasn’t okay. She was happier than she’d ever been in her life. She couldn’t remember a moment when she had ever felt so complete, so perfect.

When he moved, her eyes widened as the desire she’d thought had been satisfied returned. He moved again and her mouth opened as she almost cried out. Then he moved again and she arched into him, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him back and she couldn’t think any longer. The happiness was gone to be replaced with that barely bearable pleasure, that need for fulfillment that had overwhelmed her moments before.

Lifting herself, she pulled him down with her arms and that was all the permission he needed. He moved slowly at first, then faster, the tension building, the pleasure increasing until she couldn’t take it anymore. Clarissa actually screamed when the climax took over her body, her arms tightening around his shoulders and she had no idea that he too had found his own release at almost the same time.

It took a long time before she caught her breath and was able to open her eyes. When she finally did, she looked around to find Max smiling down at her, a grin of triumph, gloating on his face.

“What?” she asked, rolling slightly so their bodies were touching once again.

He pulled her closer, his hands sliding down her waist, skimming her bottom and making her squirm slightly until his large hand settled on her upper thigh. “I was just going to point out that I told you so,” he said and laughed when she punched him on the shoulder.

“Yes, you brute. You told me it would be nice but I’d like to also point out that I had no doubt it would be wonderful. I’m the one that was asking you to do this for ages.”

Chapter 13

Clarissa smiled dreamily as she packed up and sealed one more box in her small cottage. She was almost finished, having moved all of her clothes already and now it was just her personal items that she wanted to take with her to Max’s house.

They’d been married for one month now and she couldn’t believe how deliriously happy she was. Max was an amazing lover. She didn’t need to have experience with other men to know that he was generous and creative and never failed to make her scream out with both frustration and pleasure each time he took her into his arms. The frustration was because he aroused her to a point where she couldn’t take anymore, didn’t think she would be able to stand one more caress or flick of his tongue before dying or spontaneously combusting into flames. And she loved it.

She was finally learning to give back a little