𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 | sons of anarchy.

𝟬𝟵| 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚

warning ⚠️; sexual content [smut] in this chapter!

"FUCK!" HAPPY EXHALED loudly once he was completely buried inside her, the warmth of her walls enveloping him providing an additional irresistible effect that made it difficult for him not to come inside her immediately.

But what turned him on most was the sound of her moaning beneath him, her breath brushing his lips that were still hovering just above hers, ready to entangle her in another kiss.

The lack of a condom meant that he could feel everything of her inner, pulsating walls much better and he fuckin' loved it. Nothing had changed, the woman beneath him was just as perfect as she had been before he had lost herᅳ not that he had expected anything else.

Her fingernails dug into his shoulder while she arched her naked body against his, skin on skin. His tattooed, slightly darker skin was the perfect contrast to her pale, freckled skin.

"You okay?", he breathed against her lips, a raspy tone in his deep voice, followed by a shaggy breath as he pulled back before thrusting back inside her again, drawing another moan from the redhead. "Fuck, you feel so good. Eyes on me, baby", he demanded as Josy buried her face against his shoulder to muffle her moans, his hand stroking up and down her hips until he finally grabbed a handful of her ass. "And let me hear you, let me hear those pretty moans of yours."

If they hadn't closed the door earlier, he probably would've just let her bury her face on his shoulder. But Esmee was sleeping like a rock, and with the door closed she certainly shouldn't hear anything. And Happy just longed to hear his wife, to hear his name fall from her lips as he fucked her.

"More..I need more", she demanded through a gasp, searching for his beautiful brown eyes as her lips brushed against his. "I want everything, Happy. I want to know how it felt back thenᅳ how you felt."

Happy glanced into her green eyes and stopped his movements for a moment to brush some loose strands of her ginger hair out of her face, his elbow resting on the pillow next to her head to hold himself up.

"Are you sure about this, little girl?", he asked in a rasp, wanting to make sure this was really what Josy wanted.

He watched her hesitate for a moment, literally seeing her mind racing before she finally smiled softly and nodded weakly, her fingertips dancing over his stubble. "I want this, I want you."

"Just tell me if it's too much for you", he murmured caringly against her lips, stealing a passionate kiss that quickly deepened. As their tongues danced together and explored each other's mouths, Happy resumed his movements, slowly and tenderly at first so she could get used to the feeling, after all he knew by now that she hadn't had sex since the accident.

Which he was glad about. Just the thought that another man could've been in that bed and touched his wife drew a deep, almost inhuman growl from his throat as his grip on her ass became more possessive.