Chapter Eighteen
Joe loved the rosy look of her skin and how content she seemed to be. That’s the way he wanted her. He needed her to be as happy as possible, and he was determined to do just that.
He stripped her panties down her legs and then pushed the blanket to the bottom of the bed.
“You tell me if this is too much,” he told her as he mounted her, gently spreading her legs farther to give him room. He rested most of his weight on his elbows, cupped her face with one hand, and held onto her hip to hold her in place.
She nodded, and her hands went to his shoulders.
He watched her expression as he started to invade her. He kept a steady, gentle movement of thrusting as she seemed to be taking it well. He shoved the last few inches into her, making them both groan.
“Are we good, Love?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Good.” He started to pull out and then drive his cock into her tight cunt. His cock was so hard it felt like it would explode, and then her tight grip on him made the sensation even more prevalent. He loved it and could see him spending as much time as he could in her.
He thought of the other places he could invade and gritted his teeth to hold back his orgasm. He didn’t have much experience with anal sex, but what he had made him slightly obsessed with it. He’d rather be in her tight ass than her mouth. However, he’d dreamed of that, too.
He didn’t take his eyes off her face, needing to see every expression she had. At no time did he see pain. Maybe a slight discomfort as he went in, but she didn’t stop him, so he kept going.
Joe felt sweat start to bead on his lower back as he kept up the leisurely pace. He could feel her cunt pulse around him and knew it wouldn’t be long before he threw her over again.
He picked up his pace.
“Joe…” she cried.
“What, Love?”
“I need … something.”
“I know what you need. Hold onto me.”
Her hand gripped his arms, and her nails dug into his skin, adding to the overall sensation.
His movements became hard and fast. Every thrust made his nerve endings sizzle, and his heart thundered in his chest. The pleasure didn’t stop but kept expanding until he thought he’d lose his mind. He tried his best to keep his gaze on her face so he could see if he was hurting her, but the pleasure was more than he’d ever experienced.
Joe felt her tighten on him, and then he heard a strangled sob tear from her throat as wave after wave of her orgasm passed. He kept up his assault until she collapsed under him.
His eyes closed as he drove into her with deep, powerful surges. The tingle started at the base of his spine and spread, taking his whole body over. He heard himself groaning so loud it seemed to fill the room. His thrusts finally slowed, and he kept moving inside her until he had no more seed in his balls.
He rested his forehead on hers, concentrating on calming his heart and breathing deeply. When he had the strength, he lifted his head to look down on her. Her eyes looked unfocused, and he saw a soft smile that told him without words that he’d pleased her. Joe rolled them to their sides, keeping his cock in her as long as he could.
“How are you doing?” he asked.
She nodded. “Good. Are you okay?”
He grinned. “I’m more than okay. I’m perfect, Love.”
“I like it when you call me that.”
“Love?”
“Yes. It makes me feel special,” she said.
“Because you are.”
He leaned closer, pressed his lips gently against hers, and watched as her eyelids lowered. “Sleep. I’m going to hold you all night.”
“Good.”
He listened, and it didn’t take her long before her breathing deepened.
Joe had no idea how long he stared at her. Everything about her appealed to him. She was so petite but had the curves he loved. Now that she was pregnant, her breasts were filling out, and her hips would widen more, making her even more beautiful to him.
He wanted to take her to his special place on the ranch and propose to her there, and he couldn’t wait another day. He wanted his ring on her finger, and to be married as soon as possible. It was something he’d talk to her about tomorrow.
Joe felt himself drift as his exhaustion finally pulled him down. He’d have plenty of time to study her, and the fact that she was in his bed and he was wrapped around her made his world peaceful and miraculous. He really thought having a woman would never happen, and he’d almost given up.
Every time he thought of his bleak future, he’d feel depressed for days, so he tried to put all his energy into the ranch. He worked harder and longer than anyone so he could fall into bed and sleep.
Now, he had Naomi. She was already his world and on his mind every minute of the day. He thought he would eventually mellow out, but it wouldn’t be soon.
His last thought was how he’d have to thank his mother because she brought Naomi into his life.
God, she’d never let him forget it either.