Everleigh yelps, then with one hard thrust, she’s screaming out my name. As her body shakes, she struggles to stay on her feet. I cage her against the glass as I slide out, and she gushes like a volcano that hasn’t erupted in a million years.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I hiss when she bends over and flashes me her pink lips. “You’re soaked.”

Everleigh faces me, then moves over a few inches. “Lift me up.”

“What?” I ask, stepping closer.

She wraps her arms around my neck, then jumps. I quickly catch her and cup her ass cheeks. “Against the window,” she orders.

I smirk. “What a bossy little wife I have.”

“Ooh, that glass is cold.” She shivers when I press her back to it.

“It won’t be for long,” I promise, then feed my cock into her delicious pussy.

I keep one arm underneath her and the other planted next to her. As I pound her against the glass, she squeezes her legs around my waist and tightly holds me into her. Though I’ve always felt close to Everleigh, this is a new experience that I’d only ever want to do with her. The love I feel for her is indescribable. Nothing compares to the feelings we share. She consumes my thoughts, and I often wonder how I’m good enough for her. Each day, she finds ways to remind me why we’re perfect together.

“I love you so much,” I whisper against her lips.

She hangs on to my shoulders as she twists her tongue with mine. “I love you, husband. I can’t believe I get to call you that.”

“Till death do us part, sweetheart.”

“Fuck that. We better die at the same goddamn time because I’m not living one second without you,” she admits.

I chuckle, and a warm shudder runs down my spine. “I want you to come again, babe. I’m so close.”

“Tell me you want me,” she says between heavy breaths. “I’m almost there. Tell me something really dirty to push me over the edge…”

“You know I want you, every fucking day, all the time. I want you on your back with your head leaning over the bed as I throat-fuck you into oblivion.”

“Archer, Oh my God…” Her eyes flutter closed as her thighs squeeze. She lets out guttural moans, letting everyone on our floor know she’s having the greatest orgasm of her life.

Once she recovers, I set her down on her feet. “Okay, we’re doing that throat thing right now…” she demands, leading me to the bed. “And you better come all over me too.”

“Sweet Jesus, you’re gonna make me explode before I even get started.”

She chuckles as she goes to the bed, then lies on her back, exposing her long smooth throat for me.

“You’re sure? We don’t have to.”