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But I kind of like thinking I might become a member of the Wilde wives club. The idea is growing on me.

Chapter 11

Haden

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Instead of hustling my girl up the stairs with everyone else, I remain leaning against the wall and pull her between my legs. I wait until we’re alone to palm her bottom and haul her even closer, so she’s pressed firmly against my cock.

After sliding one hand up to the back of her neck so I can bring her ear to my lips, I whisper, “I need my mouth on your cunt again. That’s all I could think about during dinner.”

She shivers delightfully.

I kiss the sensitive skin behind her ear. “You were so loud earlier, baby.”

Fuck, I love the whimper that escapes her.

I nibble on her lobe because I also love how unnerved she is. “In the long run, I’m not going to care who hears you screaming when I fuck you, jitterbug. But for now, I don’t want you to have any inhibitions when I make you come, so we’re staying in the RV tonight.”

She nods against me. It wasn’t really a question, but I’m glad she’s amenable.

I release her, help her step back a pace, and take her hand. Without another word, I lead her down the hall and into the kitchen. At the sink, Gretchen and Isabel are loading the dishwasher. They nod toward us.

“Thank you for dinner,” I say. “It was delicious. Have a good night.”

As soon as we step outside, Emilia releases a long breath.

I chuckle. She’s embarrassed. I fully intend to unnerve her like this often because I love it when her cheeks are pink and she’s speechless. Ordinarily, she’s feisty with her head held high, but I’m noticing when it comes to anything sexy, she lowers her gaze and purses her lips. It’s cute.

If I didn’t think she enjoyed public displays, I wouldn’t do it. I won’t embarrass her to be mean. I’m only going to do so because it makes her hornier.

I watched my girl closely at dinner. Her cheeks were hot pink from me claiming her in front of everyone. She trembled when I set my palm on her bare leg, and she emitted tiny whimpers when I stroked my thumb too close to her pussy.

There’s no way I would ever expose her. I didn’t even like her wearing a dress with no bra this morning. Her body is mine and mine alone. But I’m going to enjoy teasing her under the table or touching her in any number of other clandestine ways only we will know about.

I push the door to the RV open and set a palm on Emilia’s hip to help her up the few steps before following her inside.

“I’m capable of climbing stairs, Haden,” she sasses as I shut the door.

I’m glad she chooses to sass me right off the bat. It gives me the opening I need to lecture her.

Emilia squeals when I lift her off the floor and drop her onto the bed. Without giving her a chance to orient herself or catch her breath, I climb on, straddle her, haul her hands over her head, and pin them to the mattress. She’s restrained and at my mercy.

“There are a lot of things you’re perfectly capable of doing without help, jitterbug. I bet you’ve been dressing yourself, climbing steps, choosing your own foods, giving yourself baths, and fingering your pussy without a single bit of help for a long time.”

Her eyes are wide. Her mouth is open. No sound comes out.

“Did I mention I’m bossy and overbearing?”

She swallows. “Yes, Sir.” Her voice is far more contrite, and she squeezes her thighs together. Good.

“When you’re with me, which will be most of the time, I’ll do things for you. Lift you into my truck. Hold your hand when the terrain isn’t even. I’ll stay behind you on every staircase in case you stumble.”

She shudders. “Okay.”

I lean down closer, holding her gaze. “I’m going to take over, Emilia. You need to know what I mean when I say I’m bossy. There’s no sense pretending I’m not as controlling as I am. It would be futile to ease you into the full effects of my dominant nature. From this moment on, I’m going to show you exactly who I am, so there will be no doubt what you’re getting into with me.”

“Okay,” she murmurs.