Page 14 of The Marriage

“You do deserve it all, Karine, and much more. I’m working on it,” he said.

“I know you are.”

Even if he didn’t tell her everything. Even if she thought he was too used to her not asking questions. Karine did think he had the best of intentions.

Before he joined her in the bath, he kneeled down and grabbed her chin, tilting her face up so he could kiss her again. Holding her there, he pressed two harder kisses to her lips before saying, “And don’t ever doubt whether you deserve my love and attention, or the gifts I give you. I want to spoil you, and I will. As often and with whatever I like. For the rest of our lives.”

She couldn’t fathom why he loved her like he did—but she was done trying to figure it out. It wasn’t a terrible thing to live with the fact that this man loved her unconditionally.

Roman sunk ungraciously into the tub, splashing water everywhere and making her giggle.

He grabbed her by her hips, pulling her into his lap where he rocked her sensitive clit against his growing erection under the water. When his words were husky in his throat, and his cock hard to the touch, she lowered herself over him, taking inch by glorious inch of him slowly until she was tight and deep and settled.

A grunt fell from Roman’s lips when she tried to stay steady—if only for a second, she wanted to feel him stretching her open—and she had to give him what he needed instead. Her breasts bounced lightly as she rode him, the ropes of diamonds now wet against her chest catching the light around them.

Glazed, dark eyes appraised her.

Loved her.

She used her palm to swipe away some foam on his beard, and he caught her hand with his. Kissing the side of her palm, he yanked her closer and kept her hand immobile as he worked her body faster and harder against his. His wicked words made her crazy. Every praise that left his lips took her higher.

She had control on top of him.

Except he took it away, too.

Made her wild.

The water splashed over the edge of the tub the closer she came. She sank into him, taking the kiss he rained down on her without warning until her lungs burned and all she could do was whine against the seam of his mouth for mercy. The orgasm finally swept through, the current so violent she thought she was drowning.

Could you drown on air?

Either way, he fucked her through it.

She was tender and raw while he finished, but every final stroke of his cock reminded her of exactly who she belonged to. The man she chose.

A man she loved.

Roman groaned when he shot into her, holding a trembling Karine tight to his cock as he filled her with hot spurts. His pulsing cock made her shiver.

She pressed her eyes together, her cheek pressed to his chest, and then felt him release her arm. When she looked up again, Roman was staring at her, smiling. Sly, and content. His blissed gaze was half-lidded, but still locked on her.

“I don’t think you know how beautiful you are,” he said.

She clenched around him.

“I never felt beautiful like this before,” she replied, touching the necklace again.

He shook his head. “You don’t need diamonds to make you beautiful, Karine.”

“But you’ve still bought them for me.”

“Because I want you to have everything I can give you.”

Karine wanted to ask him if he wanted a family— or a house of their own to fill? Would that make their marriage complete? She thought about the fact that she could feel him inside her now, his cum thick and mingled with hers.

Instead, she laid her head down on his chest where she could hear his heartbeat. He stroked her damp hair, and she kissed his skin, tasting salt and man while he was still thick between her aching thighs.

“I just want you,” she said in a sigh.