Three months had passed since the first night Anthony arrived at Jen's home in Mississippi. Now, at the hotel in Panama City, Florida, Jen slipped in bed after a long hot shower. She looked at her hand, admiring the wedding bands that were placed there earlier that week.
She traced her breast; they still bore the marks Anthony had left from their first time making love as a married couple. She loved the way he held her in his arms as he penetrated her depths. How could they have been apart for so long, and still have the same passion for each other. Their time apart, since his return to Atlanta had been agony on both of them. Yet, their love had grown deeper.
She rolled over to face his sleeping form, thinking of their second night together as husband and wife. They didn't make it into their hotel room before they were making out against the rental car.
He had her pushed up onto the fender of the mustang, skirt up to her hips, finding no underwear, fingers deep in her wetness, his lips tightly to hers in a heated kiss, and one arm around her to keep her balanced. It was all she could do to hold on to him as he pushed his fingers up inside of her. When she reached down, finding his jeans undone, and the head of his throbbing cock glistening with pre-cum, she moaned into his mouth. Lucky for them, the lot was dark where they parked.
"If you don't stop, we may get arrested." she whispered through the heated kiss.
"That's never stopped you before baby!"
"True, but who's going to bail us out?"
"Right now, I could care less, I just want you."
His breath was hot on her lips as he kissed her, his hardness was free and rubbing into the lips of her swollen sex, knowing all too well she wanted him to penetrate her depth. "Oh, Tony!" slipped from her lips as he sunk into her with one swift thrust bottoming out inside of her wetness.
"Jen, fuck, I need you baby. I don't care where we are!"
Her walls encapsulated him in their heat as he moved into the soft flesh of her body. She held onto him as he quickened his pace, burying himself into her, keeping his balance as well as hers, grinding deeper.
"Baby, talk to me, tell me you love me, tell me you want me like I want you."
"Yes Tony, yes. God yes I want you. I want to feel all of you, taste you, feel you explode into me," she caught her breath, "harder, deeper, please baby, please!" she grunted as he pulled he ass off the car, bouncing her harder. She clung to him, clawing into his shoulder, "Make me cum, make me squirt all over you!" a growl from the depths of her throat rolled with her next words, "oh, god, yesss!"
He felt her, the heat of her love exploded on him, coating him. As she clenched her walls around him, he felt himself harden to the point of no return and he blew hot seed into her body.
She quivered and collapsed onto him, bracing herself to the car with one hand. He felt himself slip from her body and knew that their fluids were on her legs and skirt, and his jeans. He felt of her wetness, their creams mixed, seeping from her depths.
"I love you Jen." he whispered in her ear as he pulled away, putting his spent cock back in his jeans with his come soaked hand.
