must have hurt you.”
“Doesn’t look like that will be a problem tonight.”
His face was serious and she suddenly realized just how much he’d worried about their first time. The worst part was she could have set his mind at ease years ago. She didn’t remembera bit of pain. She didn’t remember anything except the amazing feeling of having him inside her. But she knew her husband and she knew words wouldn’t have the same effect as actions.
“What would you have done differently?” she asked.
He turned on the seat and slowly leaned forward until his mouth was hovering just above her pussy. His hot breath as he spoke tickled her sensitive flesh. “I would have done this.”
His lips descended and he paid homage to every needy part of her. His lips sucked on her clit, his teeth nipped at her mons, his tongue traveled from her bottom to her opening, thrusting inside as she thrashed and moaned against the seat. For several minutes, he gave her all the things he’d regretted forgetting the first time. When he added his fingers to the mix, slipping two inside her, she closed her eyes, shuddering as her orgasm came.
“Troy.” His name fell from her lips on a gasp as he climbed over her. She wrapped her legs around his jeans-clad erection, her body thrusting against him, seeking more. He kissed her and she tasted her juices on his lips, the sexiness of that sensation driving her needs even higher. “Please make love to me. Please.”
She heard the rasp of his zipper, felt the head of his cock as it prodded her sensitive flesh. “Hold on to me,” he whispered.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and recalled him saying the same words to her all those years ago.
Hold on to me.
She’d held him that night and she’d never let go.
His cock pushed in slowly, gently and she knew he wasn’t finished making amends for the past. When he was seated to the hilt, he stopped. Raising his head, he captured her gaze. “Okay?”
She smiled, a tear escaping despite her best efforts to hold it back. “It’s perfect, Troy.”
He kissed her cheek, rubbing his nose along the damp skin where the tear had fallen and the serious young man disappeared. She knew this time he was gone for good. Her self-assured, sexy husband returned and grinned. “What do you say we try to beat our previous time?”
She giggled. Sex with Troy was always fun. She clenched her pussy muscles tightly, loving the groan her sexual teasing brought from his lips. “Think you’re up to it, old man?”
He pulled out until just the head of his cock remained inside, then he pushed back in—hard, deep, fast. She gasped. “Was that a challenge?”
She tightened her legs around his waist, changed her position slightly to capture him even deeper. He gritted his teeth when she ran her fingernails along his back, through his T-shirt. “Game on.”
Rather than laugh, Troy took her dare to heart, coming into her body with finesse and skill. He drove her to two more climaxes before she felt his body tighten. He called out her name loudly as he spilled his come into her body, kissing her as if his life depended on it.
“Love you,” he muttered as they both gasped for breath.
A niggling worry tugged at her heart. “Troy, I’ve never thought of our first time together as anything less than amazing. We really didn’t need the do over.”
He studied her face for a second and then a wide grin broke free. “Hell, Faith. Every time with you is like the first time.”
“Magic?”
“Magic.”
For several moments, they remained locked together. The windows of the truck had fogged up so completely, Faith felt like they were drifting alone on a cloud. After several minutes, Troy pushed himself up, reclaiming his seat behind the steering wheel.
One glance proved that while he’d managed to strip every piece of clothing off her body, he’d done no more than unzip his jeans. He reached down to pull her up, and then went to work finding all her
“Doesn’t look like that will be a problem tonight.”
His face was serious and she suddenly realized just how much he’d worried about their first time. The worst part was she could have set his mind at ease years ago. She didn’t remembera bit of pain. She didn’t remember anything except the amazing feeling of having him inside her. But she knew her husband and she knew words wouldn’t have the same effect as actions.
“What would you have done differently?” she asked.
He turned on the seat and slowly leaned forward until his mouth was hovering just above her pussy. His hot breath as he spoke tickled her sensitive flesh. “I would have done this.”
His lips descended and he paid homage to every needy part of her. His lips sucked on her clit, his teeth nipped at her mons, his tongue traveled from her bottom to her opening, thrusting inside as she thrashed and moaned against the seat. For several minutes, he gave her all the things he’d regretted forgetting the first time. When he added his fingers to the mix, slipping two inside her, she closed her eyes, shuddering as her orgasm came.
“Troy.” His name fell from her lips on a gasp as he climbed over her. She wrapped her legs around his jeans-clad erection, her body thrusting against him, seeking more. He kissed her and she tasted her juices on his lips, the sexiness of that sensation driving her needs even higher. “Please make love to me. Please.”
She heard the rasp of his zipper, felt the head of his cock as it prodded her sensitive flesh. “Hold on to me,” he whispered.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and recalled him saying the same words to her all those years ago.
Hold on to me.
She’d held him that night and she’d never let go.
His cock pushed in slowly, gently and she knew he wasn’t finished making amends for the past. When he was seated to the hilt, he stopped. Raising his head, he captured her gaze. “Okay?”
She smiled, a tear escaping despite her best efforts to hold it back. “It’s perfect, Troy.”
He kissed her cheek, rubbing his nose along the damp skin where the tear had fallen and the serious young man disappeared. She knew this time he was gone for good. Her self-assured, sexy husband returned and grinned. “What do you say we try to beat our previous time?”
She giggled. Sex with Troy was always fun. She clenched her pussy muscles tightly, loving the groan her sexual teasing brought from his lips. “Think you’re up to it, old man?”
He pulled out until just the head of his cock remained inside, then he pushed back in—hard, deep, fast. She gasped. “Was that a challenge?”
She tightened her legs around his waist, changed her position slightly to capture him even deeper. He gritted his teeth when she ran her fingernails along his back, through his T-shirt. “Game on.”
Rather than laugh, Troy took her dare to heart, coming into her body with finesse and skill. He drove her to two more climaxes before she felt his body tighten. He called out her name loudly as he spilled his come into her body, kissing her as if his life depended on it.
“Love you,” he muttered as they both gasped for breath.
A niggling worry tugged at her heart. “Troy, I’ve never thought of our first time together as anything less than amazing. We really didn’t need the do over.”
He studied her face for a second and then a wide grin broke free. “Hell, Faith. Every time with you is like the first time.”
“Magic?”
“Magic.”
For several moments, they remained locked together. The windows of the truck had fogged up so completely, Faith felt like they were drifting alone on a cloud. After several minutes, Troy pushed himself up, reclaiming his seat behind the steering wheel.
One glance proved that while he’d managed to strip every piece of clothing off her body, he’d done no more than unzip his jeans. He reached down to pull her up, and then went to work finding all her
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