Come alive

The words must send him into a frenzy because after that, he’s on a mission to make me cum as many times as possible. Turns out that number is five before he finally allows himself to fall over the edge with me. His warm release in my belly makes me feel full and sated, even though I moan at the loss of him when he pulls out. I never thought I could crave that connection, but clearly I’m obsessed with my husband.

We have a shower and then he helps me find clothes from the boxes that were dropped in the garage late last night. Once I’m ready for school, we ride together to campus, and it’s surreal. Yesterday at this time, I was thinking about Claude and then worrying about never being able to see him again. Now we’re married, and it’s like I’m living some kind of fairy tale without the shitty stepsisters.

“I’ll be waiting on you right here after your class,” Claude says and pulls me in for another kiss. “Just one more.” He kisses me again and then groans. “Okay, this is the last one, I