Bittersweet Catastrophe (Second Chances #2.5) by Maureen Mayer Read Free Book Online

calloused fingers. Fuck me. Touching her like this and watching the effect I had on her was a true testament to my self-control, but I’d be the first to admit that when it came to my gorgeous wife and the mother of my children… I simply had none .
    I took a step forward and then another, until she was pressed up against the shower wall, and the second she felt my lips ghost over the sweet spot just below her ear, she released a soft, breathy moan that had my cock instantly stirring against her belly. “Baby, you have no idea how bad I want you right now. You’re so fucking beautiful.” Using my lips and tongue, I traced a path down her slender neck and whispered in her ear, “Turn around and place your hands on the wall.”
    “Wh-what? Shayne, we don’t have time for this. You’re going to be late for work, and–”
    “Shhh, don’t argue with me, sweetheart. It’ll be worth being late. Trust me. Now don’t make me ask you again. Hands. On. The wall.” Liberty slowly pivoted around and brushed her ass against my raging hard-on as she placed her hands on the cool, tiled wall of the shower. I drew her ear lobe between my teeth and gently nipped and tugged at it. Drinking her in, I lowered my voice, the deep, husky sound resonating between us. “And don’t you dare take your hands off that wall.”
    Liberty threw a devilish grin over her shoulder and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “What exactly did you have in mind, Mr. Thompson?”
    I gently took both of her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head. Dragging my other hand down her body, I mapped out her gorgeous curves. When I reached the apex of her thighs, I slipped one long finger between her folds, already slick with her arousal. She was always ready for me.
    My dexterous fingers worked quickly, teasing her swollen clit in tantalizing circles until she was on the brink of coming undone, and then I slowly sank into her from behind, feeling her warmth surround me with a vice grip. Her pussy clenched around me so hard that I could feel her drawing my cock in even further, causing my head to fall forward against her shoulder as I thrust into her. “You, sweetheart. Always you.”
    “Ohhh, ohmigod!” She whimpered unsteadily, her knees beginning to quake. “Shayne, I want you to fuck me harder…I need to feel all of you.” She managed to wiggle her hand free from my grip and reached behind me so that could dig her nails into my ass and pull me deeper inside her. I let out a brusque moan, loving the way her nails bit through the skin at my backside, like a tigress staking her claim.
    “I thought…I told you…not…to let go…of the wall.” I gritted through my teeth, trying to keep from blowing my load, but with the way she was wiggling her ass and sliding back on my dick, I couldn’t hold back any longer. Pregnancy hormones or not, it drove me crazy when she took control. If this was how the rest of her pregnancy was going to be, I’d die a happy and well satiated man.
    “Shayne, please…”
    “I got you, baby, but I don’t know how much longer I’m going to last. You feel so good. So damn good.” I was never one to deprive my wife of the pleasure she desperately craved, and if she wanted it hard and fast, you bet your ass I was going to give it to her. Digging my fingers into the swell of her hip and gathering her long auburn hair around my free hand, I slammed into her, filling and stretching her tight, wet pussy with every inch of me. I buried myself to the hilt, and she cried out, either from pleasure or pain, but she never asked me to stop. Not once. My girl fucking loves it.
    The water cascading over us began to cool, and Liberty’s skin pebbled beneath my fingers, the friction igniting our lust-induced haze into a blazing inferno.
    A few more thrusts and I had her trembling in my arms, shouting my name, pulsating around me, and milking my release with abandon. I squeezed my eyes shut and held my breath, seeing an