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His erection is no match for the thin fabric of his boxer briefs as it strains against the material. His cock is rock-hard and impressive from what I can make out, just like the rest of him.

The look in his eyes is carnal, but there’s also a promise in them that tells me he’ll take care of me.

“If you want to stop or you change your mind, you have to tell me. I can’t read your thoughts and my cock is too hard to process subtle cues.”

I nod and then he puts one knee on the bed and bends over me. His arms flex to hold his weight over me, his abs tightening as he hovers above my almost naked body.

He bends down and kisses me, his lips sucking and pulling against mine while his tongue slips into my mouth and tangles with mine.

This is so much more demanding than the kiss at the courthouse and it’s exactly what I was waiting for the entire drive back to his penthouse.

I thread my fingers through his hair to pull him closer and he groans in approval.

He pulls back and begins to kiss down my neck and then across my chest.

Every move he makes has my body warming in anticipation, but I can’t shake the one thing I need to ask. The one thing I need to know is whether he has the answer to.

“Ryker?”

“Huh?” he says, his mouth still expertly working down my chest between my breasts.

“Are we doing the wrong thing?” I ask, voicing my concern of screwing up and making this more complicated than it needs to be.

His lips pull off my body for a second and his arm pushes him up to look at me.

“The wrong thing?”

“Yeah. Like are we making a mistake and complicating things between us?”

There’s a softness in his green eyes where a moment ago was pure lust.

He drops to his elbows, bringing himself eye-to-eye with me.

“What’s complicated about us? You’re my wife Juliet… you’re the only women I should be fucking,” he says, his eyes searching mine. “But if you don’t want—”

He begins to lift himself further off my body.

“No!” I say quickly to stop him, pulling my arms around his neck tighter and bringing him closer. “Don’t leave.”

He could easily break through my hold if he wanted, but he doesn’t, he stays close—debating his next move.

“What do you want from me tonight? I need you to say it.”

“I want to know what it’s like to be with you,” I tell him, pulling him closer.

He wraps his arms around me and holds me close as we tangle back up together.

He slides his powerful thighs between mine, forcing my legs to stretch to accommodate his wide body… so much bigger than mine. His hard cock presses against the top of my cleft. My center clenches at the instant pressure of him.

His hand trails down my body and his fingertips glide over my panties.

“You’re wet, Juliet. Tell me that’s for me.”

Of course, it’s for him.

I can't deny how badly my body wants him.

And now he feels the evidence.

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