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staring back into his own with such intensity that it stole his breath. The familiar tingle racing along his skin sizzled along his nerves like an electric caress. Her gaze promised passion, heat, love, and the wild arousal that he only got from his wife made his balls draw up tight as his body shuddered.
    Something inside of him snapped, some control he’d never lost with any other woman, and he tore her panties from her with a rough shout. The sight of her neatly trimmed auburn pubic hair made his cock jerk, and with a shaky hand, he stroked those dark-red curls, damp with her arousal. Her nipples puckered against the lace of her bra, tempting him. A shiver worked through her, raising goose bumps along her skin while the fading sunlight cast shadows over her mesmerizing curves.
    Unable to resist her any longer, he fit the aching head of his shaft against her wet entrance, then began to slowly push in.
    They both gasped and he had to force his eyes to stay open as her tight sheath surrounded him, squeezing him in the way only she could. It was so good that sensual fire wrapped around his spine, the urge to come already pushing at him. Jessica was the only woman who tested his control like this. She arched and rolled her hips into his, taking him all the way to the root and sobbing with pleasure. Knowing he wasn’t going to last, he began to fuck her with a punishing rhythm, her cries as she swiftly came on his cock driving him wild.
    She pulled him down for a kiss, sucking on his lips and tongue while she met him thrust for thrust, tears trailing down her cheeks even as she tightened around him again, her hands running over his shirt-clad back in a frantic manner. With a low growl he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her off the couch, then turned and sat with her astride.
    With a cry of relief she slid down on his shaft, then rode him hard, their hips slapping together. The sight of her, his beloved wife, with her eyes closed and her head thrown back in ecstasy was too much for him. To his shame, tears fell down his scarred cheeks but he couldn’t stop them any more than he could stop the earth from turning. His long-suppressed emotions burst free from his iron-willed control and he surrendered himself to her. When her sheath tightened around him again he didn’t bother to try to hold back this time, instead clutching her as close to him as he could, her pussy sucking the cum right out of him with the tight, rippling contractions of her orgasm. Sublime contentment filled him and he couldn’t help the relaxed grin lifting the corners of his mouth. Erotic bliss, pure and clean.
    As the last of his climax left him, he managed to lift Jessica off his cock and onto the couch next to him. He then pulled her into his arms, her slight frame conforming to his while she panted against his neck. Sweat trickled down his temple and he rested his head back against the couch, his whole body surging with an electrical charge that made him feel reborn. Slowly, ever so slowly, his mind began to surface from the unthinking contentment that blanketed him and he opened his eyes, drinking in the sight of his lovely Jessica.
    Fuck, his wife was alive and in his arms.
    Up this close, the sight of her familiar freckles filled his vision and he let out a slow breath, then reached out and stroked his thumb over the high apple of her cheek.
    “I missed you so much,” she whispered as her tears wet his neck and the collar of his shirt. “I’m so sorry I left you. More sorry than you’ll ever know. I thought Krom would come for me. I waited and waited for him to come for me.”
    The sorrow in her words brought his attention into razor-sharp focus, chasing away the lingering relief his release had brought him. His woman needed him; he could lose himself in her presence later. It didn’t matter how crazy this situation was, or how much he was struggling to keep his volatile emotions under control, the pain in those words cleared his head.