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“I’d love nothing more than to spoil you, Amanda.”
Amanda.
I tried to not let that hurt me. And failed miserably.
Starting to put distance between Xavier and Iwas probably a good thing. But until my sister was found, maybe I could enjoy my time with him.
Chapter Three
Xavier
We stumbled into our hotel room, tangled up in each other before we could even get through the door.
I grabbed Amanda from her feet and carried her the rest of the way after slamming the door behind me with a swift kick. She laughed like a teenage girl.
I’m sure she could tell how eager I was to get her onto the bed and stripped of this frilly wedding dress that had teased me the entire reception. It hugged her curves in the most delicious way, accentuating not only her plump ass but those incredible breasts that I was dying to get my hands on.
She sighed softly when I tilted her backwards. I gently set her down on the bed and leaned back to admire her for another second, seeing her as my beautiful bride before I stripped her down and she became my lawfully wedded wife.
Amanda smiled at me, her hair fanning out behind her in thick waves.
“Like what you see?” she teased.
That was the thing about her I liked the most—she never seemed afraid of me. Despite my reputation, she treated me as an equal. It had surprised me in our letters how casually she’d spoken, even if at first she’d been a bit cautious.
You see, I was away, attending business when our families decided to have this wedding. I’ve been being groomed to take over as Don for years. Even so, I had very little pull to decide my fate of being married into another family in exchange for an increase in the supply chain and a peace agreement.
Over the course of the past few months I’d gotten to know the teasing, sarcastic and sometimes downright crude woman that would soon become my wife. Each and every letter had made me fall deeper and deeper in love with her and now that I had her here with me in the flesh, it all seemed like a dream.
“Xavier…” She reached up to grab at my suit jacket. “I need you.”
I licked my lips in anticipation. “Then you shall have me, my wife.”
She groaned. “I love you calling me that.”
I tossed off my suit jacket off and went to work on tugging at the buttons of my undershirt. Halfway down, frustration took ahold of me, causing me to simply take the two sides and snap it apart with a quick yank.
Amanda giggled again as the buttons went flying everywhere. She had her hands moving down to cup her chest over her dress, teasing me with a few light squeezes.
My pants were already tented. I needed to be inside of her, badly. My cock strained at the zipper, desperately trying to get out.
My hands scooped under my beautiful wife and lifted her up just enough to get ahold of the zipper on the back of her dress and tug it down,. She helped kick it off, her arms coming up to rest above her head while she displayed herself to me.
I slid back off the bed to kick off my own pants, my eyes glued to the wetness between her legs as she parted them slowly to show me.
“Fuck, just look at you.” I murmured, my hand fisting over my cock to stroke it a few times even though I was already completely hard.
She moaned, grabbing at her chest again. “I love the way you look at me.”
“And how’s that?” I asked, climbing back onto the bed.
“Like you want to eat me.”
I smirked, grabbing at her legs and parting them even more, so that my body could fit comfortably between them. “I do.”
She moaned again, her back arching while her eyes closed. “Xavier…”
Fuck, I loved my name on her lips.
