Page 58 of Marriage and Malice


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Zoe nods. “I can manage that. This is still too much, though.”

“I want you to be able to pursue your dreams. It seemed necessary.”

She watches me for a moment, her hands running up my chest and linking together behind my neck. “You know, I keep thinking that I have you figured out and then you go and do something like this. It makes me rethink everything I know about you.”

I chuckle and hold her a little tighter. “I’m a complex man. There’s still a lot you don’t know about me and some things that I may never tell you.”

“And you expect me to be okay with that?” There’s a hint of hurt in her tone.

I cup her face with both hands, wiping away the tear tracks. “If there’s anyone I’m going to reveal those awful parts of myself to, it would be you. I just don’t want you to have the same burdens that I have to bear.”

“I don't know how to be okay with that. Or any of this. I keep trying, but it’s hard, Christian. Our marriage is for show. Is telling me everything about you even what you want?”

My heart pounds against my ribs as I stare down at her.

Right now, I can’t get into everything I want from her. But I can share my truth.

“I wouldn’t say that the marriage is completely for show.”

The corner of her mouth tilts upward.

I lean in and kiss her, reveling in the taste of coffee on her lips.

She smiles into the kiss, her fingers weaving through my hair.

I walk us backward as our tongues tangle, pulling her with me to the couch.

Zoe sighs as I pull out of the kiss and sit down on the couch, patting my lap.

She gives me a teasing smile as she spins around, her back to me.

My cock strains against my jeans as Zoe makes a show of swaying her hips.

She bends over slowly, her ass in the air as she works her tiny shorts down her long legs.

With a groan, I unbutton my pants and pull out my cock.

It throbs as I run my thumb over the head before stroking the length.

Zoe takes her time standing back up.

As she stands, she drags her hands up her legs and over her hips.

Those hands keep climbing, pulling her shirt up and off her body as she turns to face me.

Her nipples stiffen as she looks down at me with heat in her eyes.

Her gaze drops to my cock as she gets to her knees and crawls toward me.

My cock aches as I stroke it, needing to be buried inside of her.

“And here I thought you said you were a virgin before me,” I say, my tone teasing as I lift my hips and pull my pants and boxers off. “Now look at what a horny slut you are.”

She smirks and kneels between my legs as I take off my shirt. “Oh, you thought you were going to get something? Maybe I was just getting a closer look at the floor.”

My hips buck as her tongue darts out to lick the head of my cock. “You’re fucking with me, Zoe. I’m not a man who likes to be fucked with.”

“Well, in that case,” she says, her tone teasing as she rocks back on her heels like she is going to stand.

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