in clutching waves, pulsing and throbbing around his length. Edna hung on for dear life, scratching her nails down his bare back, biting her lip nearly hard enough to draw blood.
“Don’t bite yourself, bite me,” Frank breathed, unable to resist the urge to thrust inside her.
He started off slowly, pulling out until the tip of his cock was nearly at the entrance to her pussy before sliding slowly back in to the hilt. But when Edna obeyed his command, digging her sharp little teeth into the muscle of his shoulder with enough strength to make his breath hiss in through his teeth, Frank knew he wasn’t going to be able to pull off a slow and sensuous screw.
With a sound of surrender he started to plunge in and out, hard, fast and deep, claiming her with a wild abandon. Soon the sound of skin slapping against skin and the grunts they both made as they came together again and again with brutal force were all he could hear. His pulse pounded in his ears, the sweet, musky scent of her arousal filled his mind, and when she started to come a second time, screaming his name, Frank joined her with a fierce cry of his own.
“Edna,” he mumbled her name against her lips as his cock twitched and pulsed inside her, his orgasm continuing long past the point when his seed had been spilled.
“That was…”
“Sacred.” The word was out of his mouth before he could think twice. It wasn’t a word he used much in everyday conversation, but it was the only word that fit. It had been sacred, the coming together of their bodies an erotic covenant that he knew he would never dishonor.
“Yes, it was,” she said, her eyes soft and filled with nothing but love and trust.
“Thank you.” “For what?”
“For giving me another chance at all of you. After the other night I would never have been able to settle for less. Thank you. For your trust, for your love, for…everything.” Those had been a lot of words for a man like him, but he could tell they were worth the slight discomfort they cost him to speak aloud. Her smile lit every inch of his soul, and he suddenly started to look forward to his future in a way he had never dreamed he would again.
“You’re most welcome. And thank you for being man enough to handle all that I am.”
“You’re welcome.”
“I’m not on any birth control, by the way. I haven’t had sex in more than two years, so I didn’t see the point.”
“You’re mine. I’ll take care of you and any children we have, forever.” “But would you…want more children?”
“I’d love the chance at another son.”
“Or daughter,” she said, looping her arms easily around his neck, seemingly in no more rush than he to separate their bodies or move away from the wall.
“I would worry about our daughter if she were half as beautiful as her mother.” “Frank, that’s very sweet,” she said with a wicked grin. “Very corny, but very
sweet.”
“Corny, huh?” he asked, a smile tugging at the edges of his lips. “So I should stick to telling you how to please me in bed?”
“No, I like the corny stuff… and the telling me how to please you in bed.”
“Then why don’t you go into the bedroom and bend over the edge of the bed. I want to fuck my beautiful pussy from behind.” He pulled his already thickening cock from her body and gently let her slide to the floor.
“Yes, sir.” She smiled, planted the softest of kisses against his lips and scampered toward the bedroom with a giggle that was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard.
“I like the way my ass jiggles when you run.”
“I like the way it jiggles when you fuck me,” she said from the other room.
Frank was running by the time he reached the door, certain for the first time in years that there was a love story in his future. After all, even a man like him could use a little happily ever after.
About the Author
Anna J. Evans is a multipublished author who thinks romance is sexier with a sense of humor. She loves
“Don’t bite yourself, bite me,” Frank breathed, unable to resist the urge to thrust inside her.
He started off slowly, pulling out until the tip of his cock was nearly at the entrance to her pussy before sliding slowly back in to the hilt. But when Edna obeyed his command, digging her sharp little teeth into the muscle of his shoulder with enough strength to make his breath hiss in through his teeth, Frank knew he wasn’t going to be able to pull off a slow and sensuous screw.
With a sound of surrender he started to plunge in and out, hard, fast and deep, claiming her with a wild abandon. Soon the sound of skin slapping against skin and the grunts they both made as they came together again and again with brutal force were all he could hear. His pulse pounded in his ears, the sweet, musky scent of her arousal filled his mind, and when she started to come a second time, screaming his name, Frank joined her with a fierce cry of his own.
“Edna,” he mumbled her name against her lips as his cock twitched and pulsed inside her, his orgasm continuing long past the point when his seed had been spilled.
“That was…”
“Sacred.” The word was out of his mouth before he could think twice. It wasn’t a word he used much in everyday conversation, but it was the only word that fit. It had been sacred, the coming together of their bodies an erotic covenant that he knew he would never dishonor.
“Yes, it was,” she said, her eyes soft and filled with nothing but love and trust.
“Thank you.” “For what?”
“For giving me another chance at all of you. After the other night I would never have been able to settle for less. Thank you. For your trust, for your love, for…everything.” Those had been a lot of words for a man like him, but he could tell they were worth the slight discomfort they cost him to speak aloud. Her smile lit every inch of his soul, and he suddenly started to look forward to his future in a way he had never dreamed he would again.
“You’re most welcome. And thank you for being man enough to handle all that I am.”
“You’re welcome.”
“I’m not on any birth control, by the way. I haven’t had sex in more than two years, so I didn’t see the point.”
“You’re mine. I’ll take care of you and any children we have, forever.” “But would you…want more children?”
“I’d love the chance at another son.”
“Or daughter,” she said, looping her arms easily around his neck, seemingly in no more rush than he to separate their bodies or move away from the wall.
“I would worry about our daughter if she were half as beautiful as her mother.” “Frank, that’s very sweet,” she said with a wicked grin. “Very corny, but very
sweet.”
“Corny, huh?” he asked, a smile tugging at the edges of his lips. “So I should stick to telling you how to please me in bed?”
“No, I like the corny stuff… and the telling me how to please you in bed.”
“Then why don’t you go into the bedroom and bend over the edge of the bed. I want to fuck my beautiful pussy from behind.” He pulled his already thickening cock from her body and gently let her slide to the floor.
“Yes, sir.” She smiled, planted the softest of kisses against his lips and scampered toward the bedroom with a giggle that was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard.
“I like the way my ass jiggles when you run.”
“I like the way it jiggles when you fuck me,” she said from the other room.
Frank was running by the time he reached the door, certain for the first time in years that there was a love story in his future. After all, even a man like him could use a little happily ever after.
About the Author
Anna J. Evans is a multipublished author who thinks romance is sexier with a sense of humor. She loves
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