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“Is that so?”
“Uhm.”
“And don’t you come every single time on my fingers, tongue, and dick whenever we do?” I grin at her gasp because she must remember everything we’ve done together. “Come here, princess. Let me show you exactly how much I need you and what your presence does to me.”
“You’ve been very gentle with me lately.”
Our lovemaking was always wild and hot but in the past month I’ve been holding back a little, being mindful of the changes in her and the growing baby.
Don’t even ask me how many books I’ve read on the subject.
Jimena loves to explore my body with her wandering and curious mouth and hands, always finding new ways to make me tick and get addicted to her while flourishing under my praise and sense of power when my muscles melt under her touch.
I decided to distract her and focus only on her pleasure, however my woman must have noticed she hasn’t done what she loves the most in a while.
Wrapping those plump lips of hers around my cock.
“Jimena.”
She dances farther away from me toward my room, the sight of her beauty unbearable in the current circumstances, and my hard-on pushes against the zipper of my pants.
I fucking hate and love this lingerie at the same time. The idea of her wearing it under the dress when she was about to marry my cousin makes me murderous, but knowing it’s for me and my eyes only…it’s a wonder I hadn’t taken her against the wall earlier.
“I’m tired of your rules and control, darling,” she throws over her shoulder, and I follow as she goes to my spacious room where there is only one king-sized bed in the middle and a huge window that overlooks the secluded era of the garden.
Not to mentioned no one from the outside can see anything.
She twirls in the middle of the room, the sunset cascading over her skin and making her glow as she rubs her baby bump, and I calm down a little.
She has my permanent mark on her and no one can change the fact.
She unclasps her bra, letting it fall on the floor, and I groan at her nipples that are begging to be licked by me. “Get here, princess, and let me suck on them. We both know you love it.”
“There is something else I love.” She places her hands on her shoulders and slowly slides them down her breasts and stomach, and clicks her tongue when I take a step forward. “Don’t I deserve to get what I want?”
“It’s a dangerous game you’re playing, princess,” I warn her because my usual self-control is nonexistent when it comes to her.
“I’m still going to play it, though.” Mischief glistens in her sapphire eyes and she winks at me as she saunters toward the bed and gets on it, giving me the perfect view of her heart-shaped ass right before turning around, rising on her knees, and crooking her finger at me. “Come here, darling.”
“You’re going to pay for this.” I go to her and stop the minute the bed brushes against my knees. “For hours, princess.”
She puts her palm on my bare chest, her hot touch burning my skin as she glides it downward until it reaches my hard-on. “I’m counting on it, darling.” She gives me a small peck but leans back when I try to deepen the kiss. “You once said that my wish is your command.” I hiss through my teeth when she palms my dick before lowering the zipper and diving her hand inside, springing it free.
“Yes,” I manage to say as she runs her fingers over my length, her thumb brushing over the precum. She lifts it to her mouth, licking the digit clean, and I grip her hair. “Jimena. You do not want to test my patience tonight, princess. I watched you walk down the aisle in that fucking wedding dress to my cousin and now I find out you were wearing this underneath it?” I slap her ass cheek, pulling at the offensive lingerie before clenching it hard. She gasps, shifting closer to me, although her fingers continue her journey, driving me insane one touch at a time. “My sanity hangs by a threat.” The possessive roaring in my head screams at me to throw her on the bed and fuck her until she remembers nothing but my name, however the sane part…the part that loves her madly and adores our baby, cannot do that.
Gentle.
She deserves gentle in her condition, even if her punishment should be withholding pleasure from her as I play with her body however the fuck I see fit.
“Then maybe you should show me who owns me?” she asks, wrapping her palm around me and stroking me from tip to base, up and down, each glide serving as gasoline to that fire she ignites in my veins. “He almost kissed me once, you know.” I still at this but my fingers flex in her hair and she pants heavily. “I barely evaded it.”
“I’m going to fucking kill him.” My tone turns deadly, images of torture flashing in my mind one by one because the fucker dared to…
“Or you can wash away the memory.” Another soft yet firm stroke. “I want you in my mouth, darling.” She pushes forward and we share a long and sensual kiss. “You’re mine, right?”
“Yours and no one else’s.”
Her mouth drifts to my throat and collarbone and moves lower until she reaches my six-pack and grazes my muscles with her teeth, causing the desire to flare up in me. “This shouldn’t make me so hot, but it does. Your possessive nature is rubbing off on me.”
