Mostly. Her forehead creased, and damn Tom for intruding on her happiness this way. She didn’t want the specter of her husband ruining this moment.
Somehow she twisted her head around until she was able to meet the younger man’s eyes. “Once we start this, Aaron, there’s no going back. You got me?”
The hands on her breasts tightened. Not enough to hurt. But enough to make clear his intentions. She was being claimed, and the thought made her body burn. “Yes, Meredith.” His voice was steady. “I’m sure.”
“Then f**k me, baby. f**k me good. I’m so turned on I can barely think. Make me come!”
Slowly, he pulled out, then pushed back in. After a few strokes, he settled into a rhythm, and she caught her breath. Oh! He’s good! Not so slow and tentative that she had to encourage him. Not so hard a
