There she is, his sweet, bold, tender wife, and he thinks he’s never been more in love with her. And something about being told to come for her just winds him up all the more, reminding him how wanted he is.
He doesn’t need to be told twice, kissing against her as he rocks their bodies together. His breath comes gasping, and it takes so little to pull him over the edge, pleasure rocking through him. He gives her her name like a chant, pushing through the urge to go rigid, wanting to feel all of this as long as possible.
“Marrying you was the second best thing I ever did,” he sighs, holding her tight to him, hips still shuddering in aftershocks.
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Date: 2023-07-14 01:38 am (UTC)He doesn’t need to be told twice, kissing against her as he rocks their bodies together. His breath comes gasping, and it takes so little to pull him over the edge, pleasure rocking through him. He gives her her name like a chant, pushing through the urge to go rigid, wanting to feel all of this as long as possible.
“Marrying you was the second best thing I ever did,” he sighs, holding her tight to him, hips still shuddering in aftershocks.