“Nico, I respect your honesty. I wish I was strong enough to receive it early on. I know I’m my own woman and if I wanted to forgive you, that was my choice. However, I chose to distance myself more and more from you. It didn’t matter how much I hurt inside not seeing your face or being in your arms. I couldn’t be made a fool of.”
Nico pulls me into his arms. “I apologize for what I put you through. Finally, I have you all to myself,” he murmurs.
His heart beats rapidly in his chest.
Vulnerability has never looked so good on Nico.
“Take off my dress,” I breathe.
He holds up a finger. “One sec.”
Nico steps into the shower and turns on the water.
He returns, unzips the dress, and yanks it off my body. While he ditches the rest of his clothes, I strip out of mine.
“Nico, I need you,” I purr.
He hooks my legs around his chiseled waist. His hard length pressing against my stomach. My arms rest on his broad shoulders as my lips tease his. “Dear husband, you are my wet dream,” I breathe before I suck on his tongue briefly, which tastes like rum.
He smiles like a schoolboy. “I fucking love that.”
I stare at him with love and desire in my gaze. My fingers slip through his silky strands under the hot water. We’re at the back of the shower so the water doesn’t hit my hair. Hot water shoots out from the lower jets, spraying my lower body parts.
He fist his dick between us. “I’ll fuck you while you’re dirty and clean. It doesn’t matter, I have to have you anyway I can get you.”
His long, thick cock fills my starved pussy.
“Yes, I need it,” I murmur as my back smacks the cool wall. “So many times I wanted to show up at your house in the middle of the night.”
Nico pushes in and pulls back in pleasing rhythmic strokes.
His tongue trails down the side of my face. “That’s why I came to you so many times. I needed your sweet cunt wrapped around my cock.”
Nico fucks me harder. My breasts bounce up and down as my head drops back.
“Fuck yes,” I yell. My words come out shaky.
I can feel the first orgasm coming on as my back meets the cool, sleek tiles again.
“I have one mission on our honeymoon,” he says as he pauses.
I stare up at him through hooded lashes. “What’s that?”
His eyes darken. “To get you pregnant.” Nico slams into me again and again. His large hand bends my knee and holds it in place.
“I’ll let you come. Once we’re in that bed and I give you this dick again, your job is to keep my cum inside your pussy. I want my swimmers to strike your womb.”
I almost laugh but the wind is knocked out of me as he slams deep inside, hitting that special spot that has me screaming his name.
“Nico,” I roar as my fingernails dig into his skin and fucking stars flash behind my eyes.
“All I want is this dick tonight. We, we need to make up for lost time,” I whimper. My legs tremble so badly if he places me on my feet, I’ll fall.
Nico sits me on the bench. “Let’s get cleaned up so we can get dirty again.” He winks.
My hair would be a complete mess by the time we land because I’m taking this dick all fucking night.
Chapter Eighteen
