“You definitely are a natural,” he pronounced as he drew in another ragged breath before standing up suddenly. He held out his hand, I placed mine in his, andhe picked me up, cradling me against his chest.

“What are you doing?” I questioned as I looked up at him, placing a kiss on his neck. He balanced me in his strong arms as he gave me a long look.

“I think it’s time we take this to the bedroom.”

He kicked the door open and slowly deposited me on the bed. He lifted me up slightly, kissed me soundly then gently pushed me back against the bed. He pulled me further, so I was balanced on the edge of the bed. He crouched down in front of me and used his teeth to gently remove my thong. I swallowed thickly as he reached behind and unhooked my bra, allowing my breasts to spill forward.

He sank his teeth into one while kneading the other. The sound of my breathy moans soon filled the bedroom as my legs spread open even further. He turned his attention to the other breast, making sure he lavished just as much attention on it until both nipples were hard as pebbles.

I wound my fingers through his hair and made quiet whimpering noises in the back of my throat.

“Don’t hold back. I want to hear you moan, Lyla. I want to know how much you want me,” he urged as he began to kiss down the slope of my belly. I pushed myself forward till I was perched on the edge, my ass balancing precariously on the edge as his tongue sunk into mysensitive flesh. He began to lightly nibble my inner thighs, causing ripples of pleasure to careen through me as my hands grabbed fistfuls of the bed sheets and squeezed.

“Oh, God, yes,” I moaned when his mouth traveled back to my center. My legs tightened reflexively around him. I took a deep breath and ordered my legs to relax, releasing him. He kissed me softly at first, letting his hot breath dance across the bundle of nerves. He blew quietly causing my insides to go into a tizzy. I tightened my grip around his neck to gesture that I was getting impatient, and his tongue darted and licked its way inside, until a shout escaped my lips when he made contact with my nub.

“You like that, do you?” he murmured.

“Yes, oh, Clay.”

That was all the encouragement he needed to push his tongue in further, swirling it around, then back and forth. My hips rose up until I was practically hovering in the air, thrust against him until I came apart calling out his name as if it were a chant.

My chest rose and fell unevenly as I blew my hair out of my face and gave him a soft look. He responded by giving me a heated one, as he ran his fingers along my legs then back up leaving a trail of heat in his wake.

He ran his stubble along my inner thighs, the prickly sensation tickling me erotically as I sighed deeply and arched my back. One hand stayed firmly on my lower back while the other parted my pink folds, and he thrust his tongue in again.

“What’s happening?” I squeaked, my voice sounding breathy.

Was he really going go for seconds?

“I’m not done with you yet,” he said seductively, as he swirled his tongue around, slowly building up the sensation as I writhed beneath him, making sounds I didn’t know were possible.

I forgot to be embarrassed as the sound of my loud moans echoed through the room. I didn’t care that Emily might awaken because of the sound, or that the neighbors might hear, or that he could see my butt naked body in daylight.

None of those things mattered.

I felt emboldened, powerful and most of all, sexy.

My entire body felt like it was on fire, and Clay showed no signs of letting up. He hooked one hand underneath my leg and lifted it up over his shoulder, giving him better access. I gasped as he ran his tongue expertly along my silky folds, his head gliding slowly up, then down as he lapped up my juices.

He parted his mouth and began to blow softly on me, causing a tickling sensation unlike any I’d ever felt. I groaned as my hands clenched into fists, and I threw my head back, abandoning all sense of reason.

So what if this marriage was just to keep him and Emily together?

Even if our relationship was a ticking time bomb, it didn’t matter in that moment. All that mattered was the language our bodies were speaking. Giving and receiving in equal measure as we moved in sync.

The feeling of his mouth against my core felt exceedingly intimate and personal. No one else had ever known me that way before, and if I were being honest, I didn’t want anyone else to. I could feel the tension build up within me, and I moaned as I tumbled off the edge.

He pulled back, a satisfied grin on his face as he kissed my stomach then crawled up next to me and gathered me into his arms

“I think I like being married, Mr. Baker,” I said huskily, as I tilted my head up to his for a sweet kiss.

“I’m glad you do, Mrs. Baker because I like it too,” he responded honestly, as he gave me a full smile. I gave him a quick peck on the lips, lingering ever so suggestively as I smiled against his mouth before I pulled back.

“Do you think it’s normal?” I asked after a while as I placed my head in the crook of his neck. His arm came up around me, and I threw one leg over him. We were scissored in place, and I enjoyed it.

There were so many things I liked about Clay, and I knew that not all of them were sexual. However, it didn’t hurt that the sex was amazing. Not that I had anything to compare it to. Still, I heard it wasn’t easy for a woman to orgasm during sex, and I definitely didn’t have that problem.

I wondered if that was because of Clay’s experience, or my inexperience.

Either way, it didn’t matter.

I stretched leisurely, feeling tingle in my body all the way to the tips of my toes. I quite enjoyed it because I never knew that my body could feel this much.

“What’s normal?” Clay asked as he wound his hand through my hair.

“You know.” I gestured between the two of us. “Doing it as often as we do.”

Clay chuckled as his other hand rubbed my arm slowly causing delicious goosebumps to break out across my sensitive skin. My head slid down, so that it was laying across his chest, tucked underneath his chin.

“You think this is often? Trust me, Lyla. We could go at it for hours,” he whispered into my ear as he nibbled on my earlobe.

“Oh? Ohhhhhh,” I dragged it out as he began to massage my earlobes. My eyelids fluttered closed, and I offered myself up to him completely as his hands moved from my earlobes to my scalp.

He gently began to massage my hair in a way that was sending waves upon waves of relaxation coursing through me.

“That feels really good,” I murmured though my tongue felt heavy in my mouth.

“Turn around,” he said, softly into my ear. “On your stomach.”

I eagerly did as I was told as I stretched my arms and legs out on either side of me, spread eagle. He kneeled between my legs and began to run his hands lightly over the muscles in my back. He started slowly, lightly grazing the skin which felt pliable beneath his expert touch.

Once I was complete goo underneath him, he began to knead my shoulders, and a soft meowling noise escaped my lips. He continued to do that across my entire body, kneading, then releasing until I was making incomprehensible noises in the back of my throat.

“You sound so sexy, Lyla.” He bent over to whisper as he spread himself flat against my body, his weight releasing tension from my body.

“I can see you’re enjoying it too,” I said breathily, as I felt his erection poke into my behind.

“Oh, definitely. It’s mutually beneficial,” he grunted as he slapped my ass. “Up for a little something different.”

“Mmm-hmmm,” I sighed as I turned my head to the side, my eyebrow raised in curiosity.

“Okay, I want you to lift your butt up and bend your knees as if you were about to crawl forward,” he instructed as he slid off me.

I immediately did as I was told, a rush of excitement stealing over me.

I had a feeling I knew what he was going to do.

“If you don’t like it, you let me know, okay?” he advised as he rested his head atop my ass, kissing each cheek slowly as if his life depended on it.

“Okay,” I agreed as I balanced myself on my forearms and faced the headboard.

I heard the bed shift as Clay moved, so that he was directly behind me. I peaked over my shoulder and saw him position himself, so that he was entering me from behind. He held himself still as he waited for me to adjust to the feeling of him like this, and a quiet gasp escaped my lips as I felt him slide across my clit.

“Do you like it?” His voice sounded hoarse as if he was straining to exert control, and I knew it was because men loved this position. It gave them the freedom to exercise power, and they loved looking at asses. At least, that’s what my research revealed.

I felt a little silly looking up these things online, but it wasn’t like there was anyone I could ask.

“Yes.” I breathed as he began to thrust into me slowly.

“Good, because I like this position very much. Your glorious ass hanging in the air like that,” he said, his voice dripping with sex as I thrust myself backwards. “And your tits.”

He reached underneath me and began playing with my breasts, massaging and kneading them in a way that had my eyes snapping shut as I gave in all to the sensations ricocheting through me.

“Clay, you’re so big,” I inhaled, as he grunted with pleasure and began to pick up the pace. Soon, he was pounding into me, and the only sounds that could be heard were our hard breathing and breathy moaning.

The sound of the bed creaking beneath our weight also filled my ears as Clay placed his hands on either side of my hips. “God, you’re so fucking tight. I could stay in here all night.”

“Why don’t you?” I panted as I pushed myself particularly hard earning a growl from Clay as caressed my ass before lightly slapping it.

“Oh, you like it rough too, huh?”

“I like you, whatever you do,” I admitted in a low husky voice.

He laughed, a low guttural sound. “I like you too, especially in this position.”

We continued to thrust into each other until my entire body shook underneath the weight of orgasm, and he followed soon after.

We stayed like that for a long time, our naked bodies pressed against each other before he finally pulled out of me, and we collapsed into each other’s arms.