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I release her nipple from my mouth to watch Juliet’s face as she comes. I want to remember what she looks like when she loses control… just in case she never lets me touch her again.

Watching her come ignites the knowing signs of my own orgasm that threaten to hit me and I can’t stave this off anymore.

“Are you…?” she asks.

“I’m right there. I had to make sure you got off first,” I tell her.

Her sated smile is all I need in this world. Maybe it’s the sex talking, but fuck, I’ve never witnessed anything as gorgeous as Juliet after she’s been satisfied.

“It’s your turn. Come in me,” she says, with a sex kitten voice I haven’t heard before.

“Fuck,” I say, burying my mouth against her neck and inhaling her in.

I pump a few more times until my own climax breaks loose and I groan out my orgasm against her neck. I empty everything I have into the condom buried deep inside of my wife.

My wife…

I lay there between her thighs for a moment as I come down, both of us trying to catch our breath and process the fact that this marriage just changed in a matter of moments.

I slip off the bed and head for the bathroom to get her a cloth to wipe down with.

I help her clean herself up and then I dispose of the washcloth and lay back down next to her.

She finally kicks off her heels and turns toward me.

“Did we just make a mess of things?” she asks but the look in her eyes isn’t fear or dread like it was when she asked earlier.

She wants reassurance that we’ll continue everything as planned.

I don’t know how to tell her that nothing is the same now, and that everything has changed, but that won’t help me get any closer to her. And since I’m leaving for a few days for away games, the last thing I want is her alone in her head until I can get home and we can talk them all out.

I make a show of looking around my bed.

“No… I think we just made a mess of the bed.”

She laughs and I pull her into me. She comes willingly, laying her hand against my chest.

“Should we do that again?” she asks.

“Hell yeah.”

Chapter Sixteen

Juliet

Ryker left early this morning, which was probably for the best considering my menstrual cycle started when I woke up. By the time he returns, I should be nearly done with it.

Meanwhile, Shawnie and I have a busy week ahead with two birthday parties, a corporate event, and a gender reveal to set up for. Additionally, we need to finalize our plans for the alumni night at the stadium that’s scheduled for the week after Ryker and I return from Canada.

The next few days are definitely going to be hectic for me and not having the distraction of a gorgeous ‘fake’ husband walking around the penthouse will allow me to get everything I need done.

I can't stop the warming of my cheeks when he calls me a good girl. I can even hear the deep timber of his voice in my head when he says it.

I think I might have a crush on my husband.

Is that going to be a problem?

Ryker

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