Page 80 of Closing the Distance

He grins. “Precious, I’m a professional athlete. You really think you can beat me?”

I smile salaciously and lean down to where he’s still kneeling on the beach. My lips brush against his. “Winner gets the first orgasm.” Then I spin around and race back to our lodging. I know he’ll let me win because he always makes sure I come first, but I’m not expecting him to catch up to me so quickly and swoop me up in his arms and run back carrying me.

“Ty!” I squeal with laughter.

“We’re both gonna be winners today, Wife.”

He takes us straight to the outdoor shower and turns on the water. His eyes heat as he unties my bikini top, and I can’t look away from him as he pulls the flimsy fabric off me before he gets down on his knees and slides my bottoms slowly down my legs. He brushes the remaining sand off, letting the water rinse away the remnants before he starts kissing my skin.

I have never had a man love eating my pussy as much as Ty does. I swear he gets cranky if he doesn’t get to eat me out multiple times a week. But he’ll hear no complaints from me, especially not when he slides my leg over his shoulder and sucks my clit into his mouth. I tilt my head back against the outdoor shower wall, my fingers plucking at my nipples as my core tightens.

“I’m so close,” I whimper. I don’t know how he always gets me there so quickly.

He growls against my skin, the vibrations ramping up my pleasure, but before I can topple over, he gently places my leg back down and stands up, pushing his swim trunks off in one smooth move. He steps forward, his body plastering mine to the wall as he grips my thighs and lifts me up. He holds my ass with one hand and guides his hard cock in with the other. He slides in slow, staying still once he’s buried deep, only moving his hand to hold my hips with both hands as he starts guiding me up and down his steel length.

“Fuck, I will never get tired of the way your pussy squeezes me. You feel so damn good, Lex.”

He buries his head in my neck, dropping kisses and sucking on that spot between my neck and shoulder that has my eyes rolling to the back of my head. His thrusts pick up until he’s pounding me into the wall, my orgasm right on the edge.

My fingers grip his strong shoulders as my body tightens. “Ty,” I beg, desperately needing him to push me over. He picks up his pace, his pelvis rubbing tantalizingly against my clit, and then he sucks hard at my neck, no doubt leaving a mark, and that’s all I need to fall over the edge into pure bliss. With one more thrust, he comes inside me, his entire body shuddering with his release as he groans deep against my neck.

We stay locked like that for several minutes before he pulls back and kisses me reverently.

His eyes haven’t quite lost their heat as he looks at me like I’m his entire world. “I love you, Wife.”

My heart fills with so much joy it feels almost impossibly full. “I love you more, Husband.”

He smiles. “Not a chance.”

I’m okay with us spending our entire lives trying to out prove the other that we love each other more. Sounds like heaven to me.