Live For Me (Blurred Lines #2)(56)
Author: Erin McCarthy

“This is real.” I wrapped my leg around the back of his calf and slipped my hand between us so I could stroke his erection through his pants.

“Right to business, huh? I’m not going to argue with that. It’s been way too f**king long.” Devin took his shirt off, tugged down his pants, and kicked them off into the sand. “Can I take your dress off?”

I glanced around. There was no one around near us. The lights from the nearest house seemed far enough away that they couldn’t possibly see anything. And tonight, I wanted to be skin to skin with my husband. I nodded. “Yes.” I sat up a little so he could unzip it and pull it over my head.

“Holy shit,” he murmured, his hands running over my br**sts, which were pushing out of the strapless bra.

It was the closet to cle**age I’d ever come. He sucked the swell of my flesh. “I approve this bra and these panties.”

He caressed between my legs. The seamless panties were a low-cut thong. They outlined every inch of my body. But they were easy to slip to the side and when Devin’s hand cupped me, I raised my hips and gave a moan of approval. I let him lead, kissing me everywhere, caressing every inch of me, mouth over my ni**les first, then down to stroke across my moist heat.

When he slid into me, we both groaned. It was different than the first time. Still full, still invasive, but easy, instantly satisfying. There was no sting, just pure pleasure. He thrust while I gripped his tight ass and marveled at how good it felt.

“Hold onto me,” he urged, and rolled us over, so that I wound up on top of him without him leaving my body.

For a second, I just lay there, swallowing hard, amazed at how wide open I was to him, how I could feel him pulsing deep inside me. “Oh, Devin,” I breathed. “Oh, God.”

“Move your hips, baby.”

I wasn’t lying flat on him but I wasn’t sitting up either. I was halfway, my palms on the blanket on either side of his chest. I just looked down at him, not sure how to do that. Devin gripped my hips and started pumping up into me.

“Is this okay?” he asked.

It was basically the best thing that had ever happened to me. I was so shocked that I could only respond with a deep moan. The sensation built, spiraling out of my center, and I moved my hands onto his chest, digging my nails in, wanting to feel his muscles. Hold onto me.

When I came, it caught me by surprise. I arched my back as shivers of pleasure rushed through me. Devin wasn’t far behind. He thrust harder and then he was joining me. The shudders went on and on before I collapsed on his chest, arms shaky.

Devin kissed my temple. “I missed you so much. That felt amazing. You’re amazing.”

We lay there on the blanket, the fire beside us, the ocean waves in the background, both body and heart satisfied.

Home at last.