Free Save Your Soul (Body & Soul #2) by Rochelle Paige

hot against my ear as he carried me into the living room before setting me on my feet.
    The design was all black leather and shiny chrome, a bachelor pad fit to grace the pages of a home décor magazine. There was a giant flat screen television on one wall and what looked like a gourmet kitchen across the open space. But the most impressive part of the apartment was the floor to ceiling windows overlooking Lake Michigan. I was drawn to them as though by an invisible string, placing my palms against the cold glass as I looked outside at the incredible view.
    I didn’t hear Brecken approach me from behind, but I felt him when he pressed me against the window. The contrast between the heat of his body and the glass, chilled from the outside temperature, sent a shiver through me. The view blurred as Brecken twisted me in his arms until I was facing him. Then his lips crashed down on mine, our tongues tangling together while his hands made quick work of the removal of our clothes, leaving him completely naked and me standing in nothing but my tiny, white lace panties.
    When he tore his mouth from mine and wrapped his lips around one of my nipples, I moaned and tangled my hands in his hair to hold his head in place. Mewling and rubbing against him, I was close to the edge just from the attention he lavished on my breasts—licking, sucking and nibbling at the sensitive flesh. My back arched and my hips moved restlessly against him in search of more contact. A silent request he answered by dipping his fingers into my panties, sliding them through my wetness. His mouth lifted from my nipple, and I watched as he replaced it with his drenched fingers.
    “I could live on the taste of your pussy alone,” he growled. “But as much as I want to eat at you for hours, it’s going to have to wait because I need to be inside you. Now.”
    “I need you just as much.”
    His eyes darkened further at my response. He claimed my mouth one more time, letting me taste myself on his lips before he spun me around to face the window again. I raised my hands and placed them on the glass to brace myself, widening my stance and tilting my hips to give him better access. His hands slid around my hips, thumbs resting on the small of my back. He leaned over and whispered in my ear. “So fucking beautiful, seeing you spread out for me like this.”
    Then the heat of his body was gone except for the feel of his legs outside mine as he lined his dick up with my entrance and drove into me with one powerful thrust. There was none of the pain from our last time, only the intense pleasure of his hardened length sliding against my inner walls. “So good,” I moaned.
    “And so fucking tight.” His fingers dug into my hips as he pulled out and plunged back in, over and over again. He went deeper and faster with each ram of his hips. “My wife.”
    His voice held a purring satisfaction at being able to call me his. It made my pussy flutter against him. “My husband,” I gasped, sending him into a frenzy.
    “Your pussy is mine, my precious girl,” he growled into my ear, pushing me against the glass as he hammered into me. His hand slid up my back, along my arm and down to my hand. “This ring marks you as mine for all the world to see, but I want to leave other brands on your body. Ones for my eyes only.”
    I felt the scrape of his stubble before his teeth sunk into my shoulder. The sharp sting made me shudder with pleasure. When he didn’t let go, holding me submissive underneath him, the way a lion would his lioness, while he thrust in and out, I exploded. “Brecken!” I screamed.
    With my pussy clenching around him, Brecken followed me with a shout, his hot come pouring into me. When my heartbeat calmed enough for me to catch my breath, I giggled. “Bedded, wedded and bedded again. All in three days’ time, too.”
    His chest shook against my back as he laughed. We stood like that for a few minutes, laughing together with him deep inside me,