Page 97 of Hiding Desire


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Sean groaned, palming his erection against his suit trousers.

“Fuck me. I’m the luckiest bastard alive.”

I swung into a routine on the pole, loving the heavy breathing I was eliciting from Sean.

The music transported me away as I danced, snatching glances at Sean, whose greedy eyes watched me. I ended the song on the floor and crawled towards him, flipping up to dance a hair breath from him. His familiar aftershave fed my desire as I watched his chest rise and fall, his pupils full-blown. It was heady to have a powerful man’s attention and know he was mine.

“Husband,” I whispered in his ear, and it was all it took to crack his control.

He grabbed me, his fingers flying into my hair and smashing our lips together. I moaned into the kiss as he plundered my mouth.

Standing abruptly, he walked me back to the bed. His hand twisted the material of my thong, snapping it, the scraps of material falling to the floor. He yanked my corset down, and my breasts spilled free. His hungry mouth ravaged them as he crowded me against the bed.

“Say it again,” he growled.

“Husband,” I said, scooting back on the bed and spreading my legs to show him the mess he’d made of me.

“Wife,” he grunted before tearing at his suit trousers and shirt. I watched his feral movements with satisfaction, needy and squirming on the bed. Every inch of golden skin that came into view was a treat.

Then he was on me, his blazing hot skin against mine and his delicious weight pressing me down. Without missing a beat, he was pressing into me. The stretch was almost too much, but I was so wet it made it possible.

“Fecking hell. It gets better every time,” he groaned, bottoming out as he settled flush against me.

I was so full.

“Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours. Forever.”

And I felt it down to my soul. Sean had muscled into my life and snatched me away, and I couldn’t be happier about it.

His thrusts built up speed, lighting up part of me, and my eyes fell closed.

“Watch me, wife. Watch me as I fill you up.”

My eyes snapped to his and the dark madness they held. I fell into their depths as an orgasm built, feeling him hammer into me.

“Going to live here, inside you,” Sean choked out as I raced towards my orgasm.

“Touch yourself; I want to feel that pussy clenching me. Milking me.”

His filthy words had my hand flying to my clit. I roughly circled it as he thrust into me, and then I broke, flying to pieces and soaring with pleasure. Sean growled and stuttered until I felt him fill me with a roar. My orgasm continued to pulse through me, the aftershocks almost as strong as the climax itself.

Sean pressed a kiss to my lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I said, smoothing his hair from his sweaty forehead. “You’re stuck with me now.”

“Forever.”

He rolled us, and I ended up sprawled across his chest, breathing in the possibility of a life I never dreamed of. Sleepy bliss allowed me to drift until I felt Sean hardening beneath me.

“Dance for me with my cum dripping out of you.”

Immediately, my lust fired back up.

Our wedding night continued into the early hours of the morning. Eventually exhausted, we collapsed back into bed. Sean fell asleep, but I remained awake, watching the sun creep over the horizon.

A robin landed on the window ledge, and I couldn’t help but think of Mamá. I watched as it hopped about. She deserved better than her fate, but I hoped she was at peace. That she could see me and was happy for me. Despite my best efforts, I’d fallen in love with a mafia man, but Sean taught me that not every mobster was the same. He treated me like his queen, and he became my king.

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