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“Hey…” He whispered breathlessly as he rolled his hips, grinding at the perfect angle to stimulate her swollen and still sensitized clit.
“Hey…” She whispered back, wrapping her arms around Ty’s neck and her beautiful long legs around his waist. Tanesha had no idea how hot she looked with her high-heeled feet locked at Ty’s back. She wanted to ask Ty how he’d managed to suddenly get on top of her but was too lost in pleasure to manage formulating a whole sentence. “Jesus…” She gasped and arched her back in pleasure when Ty withdrew from her clinging depth till just the head of his cock remained, and then hammered into her with a quick, hard thrust. It felt damn good.
Tanesha’s hips rose wantonly to meet Ty’s thrusts. Just as he’d promised, it was slow, it was sensual…almost as if they were dancing. Ty slid in and out, his powerful muscles flexing and contracting against her. His eyes stayed on hers throughout. It was sweet, intimate, hot, magical, and spine-tinglingly beautiful. The pleasure she was deriving from Ty’s deep slow thrusts was so mind-blowing Tanesha’s eyes rolled back into her head. Her loud ecstatic cries filled the suite. She was a quivering mess. Only one person could make her feel that way…her husband. Tanesha grabbed Ty’s nape and drew his head close to her.
“I love you, Ty.” She breathed shakily, eyes wide and beautiful as they stared up into his. “So, so much.”
“I know.” He whispered, staring into her eyes with so much emotion. “I can’t imagine life without your love.” He rubbed his thumb over her kiss-swollen lower lip. “If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day…so I never have to live without you, Tanesha.”
With those beautiful, breath-stealing words, he closed the gap between them and sealed his mouth over hers, his firm, sensual lips pressing softly. And as his hot tongue slid inside her sweet mouth, he plunged into the delicate tissues of her gripping heat, sending both of them to heights that set their hearts ablaze with irrepressible ecstasy. When Tanesha started making those erotic throaty sounds she always made when she was about to orgasm, Ty slipped a hand between them and rubbed her engorged clit, gasping against her mouth when she began to writhe against him in ecstatic release.
With that sweet rhythmic clenching around his cock, Ty didn’t stand a chance. He grunted into their kiss as he erupted hotly into his wife. He didn’t shoot as much, but the feeling was much more intense. Ty didn’t miss the tears that squeezed past Tanesha’s closed eyelids. But for once he didn’t allow himself to be bothered by her tears because he knew she was okay.
They clung to each other, breathing hard. “I love you too,” Ty whispered, leaning close to kiss her tears.
“Is it always going to be like this, Ty?” She whispered shakily. “These missions that you have to embark on…I can’t stand it. I die a little inside every time I know you’re putting your life in danger out there. How am I going to be able to cope?”
Tanesha was upset and Ty, for once, didn’t know what to say. “Look at it this way… We can always have mind-blowing, crazy sex whenever I get back.” Ty knew that was the silliest thing to say but he really didn’t know what to say.
“We’ll always have mind-blowing sex, Ty. Even when we’re seventy, it’ll still be hot. But these missions…”
“Want me to quit?” Ty dropped tiny kisses all over her face. He knew within his heart that much as he loved his job, he’d quit in a heartbeat if Tanesha asked him to.
“I can’t ask that of you.” Tanesha groaned. “Besides, you look so hot in your uniform.” She whimpered, making Ty laugh.
“Want to come with me on my missions?”
“Can you take me?” Tanesha asked eagerly…too eagerly.
Ty’s head shot up from where he’d been nuzzling her neck. He stared down at his wife, wondering whether passing out had caused any sort of brain damage. He’d been kidding for fuck’s sake.
“Are you alright?” Ty asked, looking genuinely concerned.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Tanesha shot back.
“We’ll discuss this later. Now, we need to get back to the reception.” He said softly as he began to pull out of her with aching slowness, his gaze never leaving hers.
“Oh God…that feels so good.” Tanesha moaned. “Why the rush?” She whimpered. “I thought you told the guys to call you when…”
Ty pressed a kiss to her mouth, cutting her off. “They did,” Ty said as he rolled out of bed. “Don’t move.”
“When?” Tanesha frowned, watching as Ty entered the en-suite bathroom. She didn’t remember seeing him answering his phone.
After a short while, Ty came back to the room looking as smart and immaculate as he had before they’d entered the elevator. In his hand was a damp washcloth. He didn’t miss Tanesha’s look of confusion as he tenderly wiped her clean. Knowing his wife, she would never fully let go till she understood what was nagging her mind.
“Tan?”
“Yes…”
“You passed out.” He stated simply and watched as Tanesha’s eyes widened in shock. Then a smile, which she tried very hard to stifle but couldn’t suppress, brightened her face.
“That was some good fucking.” She muttered, looking at Ty from beneath her lashes.
“Tell me about it.” Ty husked. “Are you okay?”
“I feel great.” Tanesha purred. She felt so sated and contented it almost felt dreamlike, the emotion inside, indescribable. “Wish we didn’t have to leave this bed.”
“Well, we have to.” Ty laughed, getting to his feet. He picked up the washcloth and Tanesha’s pantie and went to leave them in the hamper in the bathroom. Then he came back out and moved to the walk-in closet. He returned with Tanesha’s make-up bag and a fresh pantie, grinning at Tanesha’s raised brow. “Yes, your stuff is already here.” He muttered as he pushed the pantie up the legs and over the beautifully rounded arse of a tired-looking Tanesha. “And your dinner dress is gorgeous by the way.” He grinned and then leaned down to drop a kiss on her tummy.
“Of course you’ve seen it.” Tanesha drawled. “I haven’t.”
She did have an idea what that dinner dress would look like though. She clearly remembered Briana insisting she picked the style she would have wanted for a dinner dress if she were the bride. The silly girl, Tanesha smiled. Talk about being a puppet at her own wedding. Well, she planned on shocking everyone and her naughty husband by singing for him at the reception. She did promise to sing ‘At Last’ for him when he least expected it, right?
Well, there was no better day than that day.