Free Claiming His Wife (Unlikely Love) by Sam Crescent Page B

to him. Tony closed his eyes as her scent invaded him once more. The distinct floral scent he’d come to associate with her. In that moment he thought he’d gone to heaven. With Opal in his arms he felt he could take on the world.
    “I don’t know what to do.”
    “That’s okay, baby. You’ve got me.” Her trembling hands circled his waist. A smile broke across his lips as he began to dance with her. No music played. He let the beat of their bodies make their own rhythm. She laid her head on his chest. He opened his eyes to see the way she looked in one of the mirrors. Her blond hair fell down her back in a mass wave. The dress she wore went to her knee. The shade of green looked good on her.
    “Do you want this, Opal?” he asked.
    “Yes.”
    Taking a fist-full of her hair, he pulled to bring her gaze back to his. He didn’t speak. Words were not necessary. Leaning down, he brushed her lips with his. Loving her mouth, her cheek and collarbone. Round he went to her back. She made to move, but he stopped her. Catching the zipper of her dress he pulled it down.
    “Please, turn out the light,” she asked. “I don’t feel comfortable with the light on.”
    “Does this have something to do with your body issues?” Richard had told him about the cruelty of her peers. He’d never found a single problem with her body. In his personal opinion, he thought she looked stunning since putting on the weight. He knew her parents used to make her diet, and at the wedding he’d seen the effect on her body.
    “Please just let me turn off the light.” She made to move out of his arms.
    “No,” he said. With a hand around her waist, he moved her in front of the mirror. She turned her head away. “Look at yourself.”
    “I don’t want to.”
    “Don’t be childish.” Tony got the desired response. She opened her eyes and glared at him. “Trust me,” he said.
    Biting her lip, he moved the straps of her dress down her shoulders, revealing creamy flesh. He knew she’d sunburn easily on a hot day.
    A small tug, he pulled the bodice away from her tits and let the dress fall to her waist. Unlike the stomachs on most women he’d seen who had a large indent where their tummy should be, Opal had a nice rounded waist. He touched a hand to her stomach and watched as she sucked her belly in.
    Slowly, he pulled the rest of her dress down past her hips until it fell to the floor around her ankles. She wore a white lace bra with a pair of matching panties.
    “You don’t wear thongs?” he asked.
    “I don’t like them.”
    “I’d rather you didn’t wear anything and went bare for me.”
    Her legs were fuller, and there wasn’t a large gap between. When he looked at her, he saw a full woman who could take his passions. She looked gorgeous to him.
    Not bothering with the mirror, he turned her to face him. “I want you.”
    “You’re just saying that because you’re my husband.”
    He felt like he’d been punched in the gut. Taking her hand, he pressed it against his stiff cock.
    “Does this feel like I’m only just saying it?” The animal inside him was threatening to break free. To take over and control the situation. “You make my cock hard, and every time I see you, I want to fuck you.”
    She gasped. He loved hearing the sound.
    Her hands squeezed along his thick shaft, and he moaned. Pulling the shirt over his head, he took her hand away from his groin. “If you keep exploring me like that, I’m going to explode.”
    “Please, Tony. I want you.”
    He picked her up in his arms and laid her on his bed. Lying down next to her, he kissed her on the lips. He pressed one of her hands onto his chest. Her head lay on one of his arms. With the other, he pushed it beneath her back searching for the clip to her bra.
    With a small amount of manoeuvring he took the bra away from her body. Her tits spilled out. His mouth watered. Her nipples weren’t small like he imagined but big and beautiful. The bra must have been one