You And Me Against The World | ✅

Chapter 65

I wake in the middle of the night and blink a few times to wake myself up. I look around and realize I am not at home. I remember the events that lead to this moment here and smile. I'm married. I'm finally married to the man I love. I'm Mrs. Eaton.

I feel Tobias's strong arms around my small frame and snuggle closer together. He stirs and groans a little before placing a soft kiss on the back of my head.

"Is it morning yet?" he asks, sleep thick in his voice.

"It's still dark outside, but I guess it's almost six a.m.," I say and turn around in his arms. When our eyes lock, we smile at each other.

"Good morning, my beautiful wife," he says and I smile even wider.

"Good morning, my handsome husband," I reply before we kiss softly.

"You hungry?" he asks, while running his large hand up and down my back under the blanket. I shake my head.

"You?" I ask.

"Starving," he says and I move to get out but he pulls me back and pins me down. "Where are you going?" he asks.

"The kitchen to make you something to eat," I say confused.

"I don't want food," he says grinning. "I want to eat you," he says and crashes his lips over mine. Oh, now I get it.

We kiss for a long while, pressing our naked bodies together, occupying the same space at the same time. Tobias licks my bottom lip and I open my mouth for him. We let our tongues dance with each other, while our hands touch every available inch of the other's body.

Our kisses become more hungry and passionate by the minute until the heat becomes unbearable and Tobias throws the blanket to the ground. He covers me with his body, kissing my neck, my collarbone, he sucks lightly on my pulse point but enough to leave a mark. He loves doing that. As if the whole city wouldn't know by now that I'm Four's. Nevertheless, he likes doing it and I let him. After all, he is right. I am his and he is mine and it has been like this for a long time.

He travels down toward my breasts and starts sucking on my right, while kneading the left. He bites lightly on my hardened bud and I arch my back. I feel him smirk, but I can't form any words. The things he makes me feel are too intense. I love how my body responds to him, to every touch, to every kiss. He changes breasts and I throw my head back and moan loudly his name.

He abandons my breasts and travels downward to my already soaking wet core. He settles between my legs and smiles when he sees that I'm already ready for him.

"Tobias, I need you," I plead with him, but he shakes his head.

"I told you, baby, I'm starving and I want to eat you," he says grinning lewdly. He bends down and breathes in the scent of my arousal. "You smell delicious," he says and licks my folds upward. He lets his tongue flick over my womanhood several times before thrusting it inside, sucking my sensitive bundle of nerves every once in a while. I start writhing underneath him while he expertly helps me reach the peak of an invisible summit. He retracts his tongue and replaces it with two fingers, that are pumping rapid and hard and I come loudly screaming out his name. He retrieves his fingers and kneels before me. My vision is still clouded by the aftermath of the incredible orgasm I just had when I feel the tip of his cock slowly entering my folds. He is teasing me, knowing full well how sensitive I am just after climaxing. I make a whining noise and Tobias laughs lightly before impaling me with his rock hard length. We both cry out at the intimate connection and Tobias remains still for a while. He bends down and kisses me passionately with new found fervor. I love kissing him but right now I just want him to fuck me hard. I flip us over, making sure that he is still inside me when he lands on his back and me straddling his hips. I start riding him like a mad woman and he reaches up and cups my breasts. While I force myself down his shaft he pushes his hips upward, meeting each of my thrusts with his own, all the while kneading my breasts.