I nod and drop my head and try to relax myself, and he pushes forward hard and nails me to the bed.
Searing pain rips through me and I screw up my face into the mattress.
“Ash.” He kisses my shoulder. “I’m in, baby.” He kisses my back. “That’s the worst of it.” He bites my shoulder as I try to control my breathing. “Kiss me,” he pleads. I turn my head and we kiss softly over my shoulder, and it’s tender and beautiful.
“I love you,” he whispers.
I smile against his lips. “You’d better.”
He chuckles. “I’m going to move, Bloss.” He rubs my hips as he slowly pulls out and slides back home. He pours some oil over my behind and down onto the place where our bodies join. “Fuck,” he moans. “This is something else.” He slides out slowly and the oil releases some of the pressure, and he slides home easily this time.
He reaches around and starts to circle over my oily clitoris with his fingertips as he pulls out again and my body quivers. “Oh, you like that,” he whispers in my ear from behind. “My beautiful wife loves getting filled with my cock. Do you have any idea how fucking hot you look right now?” he moans. He pumps me with force and I cry out. With one hand on my hipbone manouvering my angle and the two fingers deep within my sex, he starts to ride me hard.
My eyes are rolled back in my head.
I’ve never felt something so fucking good.
Deep…so deep.
And surprisingly intimate. This isn’t at all what I expected.
Our skin is slapping hard. He grabs a handful of my hair and rips my head back, so he can kiss me over his shoulder. He pulls me aggressively up onto his lap and I’m putty in his dominant hands.
He’s everywhere, in my mouth, in my sex, in my ass. His hand reaches around and he squeezes my nipple and that’s it, I can’t take anymore. I convulse into an orgasm.
“Fuck!” he yells and then he lifts me and slams me repeatedly down onto him. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He holds himself deep and his body jerks as it explodes.
He drops his head to my shoulder and we both pant. we’re covered in a sheen of perspiration and are both struggling to catch our breath.
He starts to trail soft kisses up my neck as he silently thanks me for letting him have what he needed.
I smile as I lie back on his body. “I think you just impregnated a lady downstairs in the lobby,” I pant.
I feel him smile above me. “I think so.” We kiss softly. “You are amazing.” He kisses me softly again. “You all right?” he whispers as he studies my face.
“I know. I am pretty amazing.” I kiss him again as I pant. “It was worth getting married for, I suppose.”
He laughs and picks me up and throws me onto the bed. “Shut up or I’ll do it again.”
Dr Stantons Epilogue Chapter 9
Ashley
18 months later
I inhale deeply and smile.
“What are you smiling at, Tucker?” Cam raises his brow.
“Nothing.” I shrug. “Stupidly happy.”
Cameron sips his red wine and smiles sexily. “Well, you just finished work today—I can’t imagine how that feels. Congratulations.”
I rub my two hands over my heavily pregnant stomach and Cameron’s eyes watch me and then rise to my lips. “Do you have any fucking idea how beautiful you are pregnant?” he whispers darkly.
Goosebumps run down my arms. “I thought you liked my body before.”
His tongue darts out and licks his bottom lip. “I did.” He pauses as his eyes hold mine. “But this…” He frowns as he tries to articulate. “But this new body of yours is a whole other level of arousal. I seriously can’t get fucking enough.”
“You better take me home then, big boy,” I whisper.
It’s date night and things have been dreamy over the last eighteen months.
I finished my medical degree and have been working full time at the hospital. Owen started at his snooty private school and I hate to admit it…but it’s an amazing school and he’s really loving it. He’s made some lovely little friends.
Jenna moved in with her boyfriend from next door and she’s as happy as can be.
And me…well…I’m still drunk on Cameron Stanton…my husband.
Things have only gotten better for the two of us, if that’s possible.
It took us nearly a year to get pregnant and I was secretly beginning to worry a little. When it