Chapter 190 What It Means To Be Zach’s Wife

He helped her up, turned her around, giving her back to him before he unzipped her jumpsuit and slipped it off her down to her feet. She stepped out of it and he stood back up. She was wearing no bra and he cupped them with his hands from behind, molding them and feeling their fullness in his fingers.

"Mmm!" She moaned as she leaned back against his chest feeling the electrifying pleasure when he pinched and tweaked her nipples.

He kissed her shoulder and spun her around before leaning down toher chest to take a hardened nipple in his mouth.

"Ah!" She threw her head back, enjoying the feel of his warm mouth and wet tongue on her peak.

He closed his eyes, basking in the pleasure of sucking her titties. The other one was at the mercy of his hand. She laced fingers into his hair drawing him closer, wanting more. He moved to take the other nipple as he hooked an arm around her waist and slipped the other hand between her legs. He set her panties to the side and coated his fingers with her juices.

"So wet."

"Argh!" She cried out in surprise when he slipped in three fingers at once. "Zachery!"

"Hmmmm", he hummed against her nipple, licking and sucking as he moved his fingers in and out of her.

He flicked her bud in the middle of his ministrations inciting pleasure filled cries from her as she held onto him tightly. She could feel her legs almost give out and he felt her walls tighten on him. He slowed down and pulled his fingers out at the same time he let go of her nipple.

"Why?...."

"I'll give you something better", he brought his fingers to her mouth and she sucked them under his watch.

He sat her down, pushing her to lie on the bed. She licked her lips when she saw him stroke his length. Then she looked up at him, eyes full of lust.

"I want to ride you", she whispered.

He smirked, "As you wish.

He discarded her panties and lay on the bed with her sitting on top. He watched as she lifted herself and grabbed his girth before slowly sinking on it.

"Ah!" They both breathed out a sigh.

She pressed her palms on his chest and rocked her hips back and forth. The movement incited pleasure filled moans from both of them.

He grabbed hold of her bouncing tits and played with them. She threw her head back with her eyes closed in pleasure. She alternated her movements, going up and down, around, and tracing different shapes with her waist.

"Shit! Amy!" He hissed at the pleasure.

He could never get used to the way she whined on him, it always drove him insane. She suddenly stopped, and bent forward and he pushed himself up to kiss her. He grabbed the back of her hair now letting it fall freely as his tongue intertwined with hers. Breaking the kiss, she slipped out of him and turned with a groan.

"Don't laugh", she whined. Her movements were becoming difficult lately.

"You have no idea how sexy you are, baby", he said.

"Mmm", she moaned softly when she drove him inside her again and resumed riding.

She now had her back to him, her hair swaying with her movement, and her butt pressed to his abdomen.

"Ah!" She cried when she felt a smack on her ass before he squeezed the softness. She quickened her grinding. She felt a tag on her hair followed by Zach responding to her with his thrusts.

"Come here", he sat up and hooked an arm under hers wrapping it around her before laying them both down on the bed.

He brought up her legs so her feet rested on his thighs and held her underneath her knees with his hands spreading her thighs wider. Her head rested on his shoulder.

"How's this?" He whispered and groaned in her ear when he slowly thrust into her.

"Great", she answered with a gasp and let out a shaky breath. She knew he was about to serve her some hard fucking.

A deep and low chuckle resounded beside her ear. "I'm asking about your comfort baby."

"Yes. I'm comfortable."

"Good. Hold on tight."

He resumed the slow thrust. She could feel him rub against her walls as he pushed through to hit her depth. His thrusts were slow yet deep. He moved out and hit her with a powerful stroke.

"Argh!" She cried, clutching the sheets tightly with one hand and the other holding the base of her belly. Her breathing grew even more erratic. "More!"

He moved out and hit her again, a growl reverberating in his chest from the pleasure. His powerful thrusts came in more frequently causing her breasts to jiggle and the lewd sound of their skin slapping to echo in the room.

"Harder!" She screamed.

Sloshy sounds resounded each time he moved in and out of her wetness. She cried out his name, making incoherent sounds as he growled and groaned beside her ear each time he pounded into her.

"More- ah!" She shrieked when she felt him pinch her clit.

She lifted her head only to fall back down. He furiously rubbed her clit and pinched it as he pounded her mercilessly. She had difficulty in maintaining her feet on his thighs. She could feel her legs giving out.

"Zachery!" She warned.

He responded with a sexy growl as he sped up. He had been holding on for too long from since she gave him that mind blowing blow job. His release was very near. He continued to play with her nub.

She failed to close her legs against his strong arm and her toes curled from the immense pleasure. The pressure was quickly building up and she felt like she was being taken to a new high. He pinched her nub again.

"Zache- argh!" She cried out as she milked his length with her juices.

He didn't stop and only quickened his pace gathering momentum to shoot his load with a powerful thrust and a grunt. She felt the familiar warm liquid inside her.

"Argh! Amy", he breathed out as he slowed his movements, still pushing in and out of her.

He finally came to a stop and stayed still. They were breathing heavily, calming down from such an amazing climax. Quieting his breathing, he heard Amy's odd one and knew why.

"Cramps?" He asked worriedly and she nodded as she worked on her breathing.

He gently got them to lay on their side and then caressed her stomach, rubbing soothing circles on her.

"How about I run us a hot bath and we can relax?" He whispered beside her ear.

"Sounds good", she said.

He kissed her cheek, and slipped out of her before getting up. He took a sheet and covered her before disappearing into the bathroom. Amy focused on her breathing. She hated this part so much. Not long, he came back and carefully picked her up bridal style.

"Am I not heavy?" She asked from the crook of his neck.

"You've no idea", he teased earning a smack from her on his shoulder.

He chuckled in amusement. She knew he was lying otherwise his steps would not be as steady. He walked as though he wasn't carrying anything. He kicked the door shut after he got in and settled them in the tub.

He sat leaning against the tub while she sat between his legs, leaning against his chest. He kissed her neck and rubbed her belly. The water relaxed her aching muscles. His wood poked against her back.

"Still not satisfied?" She asked in amusement.

"You know I can never get enough of you", he confessed making her giggle. "How are you feeling?"

"Better", she answered in honesty. She briefly fell quiet and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Great", he answered.

She relaxed in his arms as they fell in comfortable silence. But it wasn't comfortable for Amy, the issue earlier still bothered her and she was curious about a lot of things. However, she chose to let him tell her when he's ready.

He lifted her left hand exposing her beautiful engagement ring to both of them. "Do you know what this means?"

"That I'm your fiancé?" She asked, unsure.

"That also means you're going to be my wife. And being my wife means you're entitled to know every little thing about me. I don't plan to hide anything from you", he explained.

Amy smiled to herself. He could read her mind. She gathered courage as she was about to learn the family's secret.