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My cock was still hard as we hailed a cab and climbed inside, speeding back toward the hotel.
11
Selena
The plane jostled slightly, but I was nestled comfortably in my first-class seat.
The day before felt like a dream. The wedding itself was completely surreal, almost as if it hadn’t happened, especially since we hustled to the airport directly after it was over.
But that kiss had definitely been real.
I kept thinking about it over and over as we waited for our flight, boarded the plane, and then sat there side by side, flying to New York. He had taken me in his strong arms and pressed his mouth against mine, and fireworks had shot down my spine. I’d thought for a second that I was going to pass out from the excitement rushing through my veins.
I’d kissed guys before. Plenty of guys. But none of them were like Nash, and none of those kisses had made me feel that way.
Maybe it was just because we were getting married. Maybe it was just a natural response to my adrenaline and my fear.
Or maybe I really did feel something for Nash Bell.
But no, that couldn’t be the case. I wouldn’t let it be the case at least. This whole thing was a business transaction, and Nash was not the type of man you wanted to get attached to.
He was a player, an asshole, a gruff son of a bitch.
No, I was in this for my family. I needed that money, and that was the end of it. So what if I couldn’t help but look at his chiseled jaw, his intense green eyes, his enormous grin, his ripped body? So what if he made me squirm every time he said something so inappropriately dirty?
It didn’t matter. We were in a business transaction, and that was that.
So what if that kiss made me so absolutely soaking wet?
“What are you thinking about?”
I looked over at him. He was staring at me with that look again, the one that made me feel like we were somehow alone in a crowd.
“Nothing,” I lied.
“Thinking about me?” he asked. “Probably wondering what it would feel like to get fucked in that bathroom.”
“Far from it,” I said, though he actually was pretty close.
“Admit it, Selena. That kiss still has you soaking wet. You’re probably just counting the minutes until we can consummate this marriage.”
“The only thing I’m going to consummate is my fist in your face,” I said.
He laughed, smirking. “God, I love it when you talk dirty to me.”
“If you’re done, I’m going to try to get some more sleep before we land.”
“There’s actually one more thing,” he said. “I got you something.”
“What now?”
He grinned as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. “Here," he said.
I took it. “You didn’t.”
“Open it.”
My heart practically leapt out of my chest as I opened the box. Inside was a gorgeous ring with one of the biggest diamonds I had ever seen. “Holy shit,” I said. “What is this?”
“Your engagement ring.”
“No,” I said quickly. “No way.”
“Look, it’s the best I could do. They didn’t have much to choose from at the Airport Plaza Jewelers.”
“This thing is so gaudy,” I hissed at him.
He laughed. “If you don’t like it, we can get you another one.”
“No, it’s not that. It’s just, I can’t wear this. It’s so expensive.”
“This is part of the game, wife,” he said, smiling at me. “We need to sell this thing.”
I sighed, looking at the ring. “What if it doesn’t fit?”
“We’ll size it. But I think it will.”
I took it out of the box and slipped it onto my ring finger. It was a little big, but it fit well enough.
“Perfect,” he said. He looked at his own hand. “Feels fucking weird wearing a wedding band.”
“Yeah,” I said absently. I was staring at the ring on my finger, not really sure what I was feeling.
An engagement ring. I’d always wanted one, but I’d never imagined I’d get one while sitting on a cross-country flight with a strange man I’d just married for money.
What the hell was happening in my life right now?
He turned away. “Go ahead and get some sleep,” he said. “You’re going to need it. I’ll be working you pretty hard soon.”
“Sure,” I said absently. I slipped headphones over my head and closed my eyes.
But I wasn’t sleeping. I was thinking about that kiss, about the ring on my finger.
I was thinking about Nash working my body nice and hard in the cramped bathroom, his hands roaming my breasts, feeling my swollen, soaked clit, his cock slamming into me again and again.
I crossed my legs and tried to fall asleep, though sleep wasn’t coming any time soon.
We slowly climbed up the long ramp from the plane. My back was aching from sitting so long, though I only had one tiny bag filled with clothes I’d bought in Las Vegas.
