Lord Thomas and his bride (The Duke's Brothers Book 3)

away to pull his pants off, revealing his cock. Her eyes grew wide as she stared at him, but she didn’t shy away.
He climbed back onto the bed and slid between her silky thighs. He lined his cock up with her welcoming body, and as she lifted her legs to wrap around his thighs, he slowly thrust inside her.
Rebecca grabbed a hand-full of sheets and arched her back.
“Are you all right?” he asked, concerned about the pain he may have caused her.
“Kiss me,” she urged in a breathless gasp and Thomas pressed his lips against hers, sweeping his tongue out to taste her mouth.
He moved his hips, sliding his cock deeper inside her, gradually quickening his pace.
Being inside her was even more perfect than he’d imagined, and hearing her sounds of rapture was indeed music to his ears.
Her back arched once more and a loud moan escaped her throat, her breathing ragged. Thomas’ pleasure soared and his thrusts grew harder and faster until he finally exploded and pumped his seed inside his beautiful wife. He groaned loudly against Rebecca’s lips and finally collapsed beside her.
Their ragged breathing soon turned to chuckles of amusement as their gazes fell on one another, and Rebecca rolled onto her side.
“I promise you, next time it will last longer,” Thomas said with a cringe.
“It is not the duration that matters to me, Thomas. It is being with you and seeing that I please you. I vow to always love you.”
“And I vow to love you for the rest of my days, Rebecca,” Thomas said, his voice merely a whisper.
He reached for her and pressed his lips to hers once more. They were married, after all, which meant he could spend every day painting next to her, examining his sea creatures and admiring the wonderful woman who was, his wife.
The End