Claiming His Wife (Unlikely Love) by Sam Crescent Page B

said again.
    She knew he wouldn’t say it. Even after everything they’d shared, he wouldn’t bring himself to say the words.
    Could he love a girl like you?
    Biting her lip, she lay back on the pillows as the insecurities she’d tried for so long to keep at bay began to make their presence known. She would never be a beauty like Rita Brooke.
    He left again. While he went, she reached for a gown suddenly feeling exposed.
    “Don’t put it on,” he said the moment he entered the room.
    “Why?”
    “I want to hold you.”
    Tony took the gown from her fingers and helped her back into bed.
    She lay down. His hands wrapped round her waist as he dragged her across the bed. Staring into the darkness, she couldn’t figure out why she felt so alone. She’d given herself to her husband, had felt closer to him than any other time in her life. Why did she feel ... so ... empty?
    He kissed her neck. “Thank you for giving yourself to me,” he said.
    There was no point responding. She loved him and would give him anything. Losing her virginity to him had already been a foregone conclusion to her. She felt him fall asleep while she stared at nothing until the sun came up.
    ****
    Tony woke to an empty bed and the sound of plates moving. The sun shone onto his body. He moaned when he saw the time was before seven in the morning.
    Not bothering with clothes, he walked down the stairs. Opal was on her knees picking up the mess he’d made last night.
    He took the time to admire her. She didn’t know he was watching, and he was free to take in every delightful curve of her body. The gown with the light did nothing to hide her body. He sent a thank you to the women who’d made such an exquisite gown. She moved, and his gaze was held captive by the sway of her full ass.
    Last night came to him, in a rush of blissful memories. The tightness of her cunt and the sweetness of her smile.
    “Hello, beautiful,” he said.
    She froze and turned to him. “I didn’t hear you get up.”
    “Well, you were being so quiet I thought I might join you.”
    “I’m sorry,” she said. Her words stopped as he walked down the stairs. “Don’t you want to wear some clothes?”
    “Why?” He walked over to her, cupped her hips and bought her against his body. Her large tits pressed to his chest. “I’m in privacy with my wife. On our delayed honeymoon. I don’t see the need for clothes.” As he spoke he untied the sash of her robe. He pushed it off her shoulders and watched as it fell to the floor. “This is how I want to see you.” He weighed her breasts in his hands. “Naked, ready and waiting for me.” Tony kissed a path from her lips down to her collarbone. He took a nipple between his lips and sucked.
    Opal moaned. The sound was like heaven for him to hear first thing in the morning. “Are you sore?” he asked.
    “No,” she said.
    “Good.” He wouldn’t make it up to the bedroom. Tony lifted her up against the nearest wall. “I need you now.” Opal wrapped her legs around his waist as he took his throbbing cock and pushed inside her body.
    “You’re still so tight,” he growled. However, she was dripping wet, and he used her juice to lubricate his cock and slide back inside her. Her hands held him, and he never wanted her to let go. He would be more than content to end his days with Opal in his arms. “That’s it. Hold onto me.”
    He moved in and out of her, building up the pleasure. “Touch yourself.”
    Tony used one of his hands to grab her hand. He sucked her fingers, then pressed them to her clit. “I want to feel your cum around my dick.”
    Her eyes glazed over within minutes. Tony made sure to bump her hand against her clitoris to give her more stimulation. Usually he could go on for hours, pumping and grinding. With Opal he couldn’t last two minutes. He held on as he felt her scream out. Her cunt tightened around him, and he felt the rush of her release over his shaft.
    He pummelled inside her burying his