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Satisfaction soared. “You want your husband to fuck you?”
She nodded. “I’m aching…”
Beneath her, he rolled his hips as he lifted her, then lowered her back onto his erection. Tingles clawed up his spine. His body went electric as he watched her come apart for him. Her brown eyes darkened, softened as her cheeks flushed and her lips parted with a silent moan. Gia wriggled, trying to rush him. Her pussy clenched tight around his dick.
He impaled her on his length again and grabbed her nape, forcing her to look at him. “You don’t determine the pace, do you?”
“No, Master,” she whimpered.
He released her neck and again used his arms to lift her into his strokes. Faster. Rougher. Deeper. Jesus, she was like lightning in his veins.
Leaning in, he nipped at her shoulder, then bent and caught one nipple in his mouth. As he sucked, she let out a keening cry.
“That’s it, baby. Make noise for me.”
“I shouldn’t.” Worry wrenched the words from her.
“You will. I’ll take care of everything.” He pulled on her nipple again before switching to the other. “I just want to hear you.”
His wife might be worried about being discovered, but this turned her on. Around him, she felt so slick and tight. So stunning and breath stealing.
“Yes…”
The flush broke out across her chest. Gia gushed all over his cock again. Her little whimpers picked up in volume. She was close.
“Come for me, my sweet wife, and scream.”
Her hard breathing became outright pants, then she dragged in one long breath and held it. Jason pumped hard straight into her depths, praying he could fuse them together in a way that would last far longer than the orgasm and its afterglow.
Then he wasn’t thinking anything more as the ecstasy shot through him like he’d injected it straight into his heart. The sensations zipped through his body, taking over. And as she let out a high-pitched squeal of pleasure in the sound of his name, he released everything he had to her, shuddering through every thrust, while doing his best to claim her once and for all.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
An hour later, Gia left the department store still blushing to the roots of her hair and dazed. Beside her, Jason held her hand and carried three huge bags of things he’d bought for her in the other. Behind them, two clerks carried the boxes of shoes her husband had insisted she needed. All eight pairs of them. When she’d pointed out that she only had two feet, he smiled and whispered that he only had one penis, but it really appreciated the view of her in sexy stilettos. Any other objection she’d raised, he’d waved away. His credit card had taken even more of a pounding than she had in the dressing room.
The thought made her blush again, especially when she recalled the way the sales associate had returned a few minutes later with a gentle clearing of her throat and a repressed smile. Gia herself hadn’t been sure whether to smack Jason for inducing her to do something arrest-worthy or simply giggle. No denying that she felt happier, lighter than she had in over a year. Being with him fulfilled her, and it had nothing to do with what he bought her and everything to do with the way he coaxed her out of her comfort zone and made her feel special with just his touch.
She was head over heels in love with him again. Well, still.
What could she possibly give him in return? A blue-collar outlook on life? Arrest procedures? He knew how to cuff someone without her pointers. Gia shook her head. She liked herself, but didn’t at all see why a billionaire would pursue her. Was it because she’d left him for the better part of a year, and he wanted what he saw as the unattainable?
The thought gnawed at her as they loaded the car and left the mall. It chewed some more at her as they glided down the highway, heading west toward her part of town. He drove his sleek black Porsche like he conducted business—aggressively and without paying much attention to the rules.
“You get a lot of speeding tickets?”
He grinned. “Maybe a few. What can I say? I like the adrenaline rush.”
“You one of those idiots who jumps out of perfectly good airplanes with just a canvas backpack?”
“Yep.” He laughed. “I love skydiving. I’ll get you to try it someday soon.”
“No thanks.”
“Baby, we’ll tandem jump. You’ll enjoy it. I’ll keep you safe,” he promised.
For no logical reason she could think of, that actually made her reconsider. Jason would do exactly as he said. He would ensure that nothing happened except a crazy jump from five thousand feet and a smooth landing. She trusted him.
Of course, would she really be with him long enough to make that a reality?
