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‘She definitely wants to come.’ He sounds self-assured and cool, but his own body is having a fit of spasms as he tries to maintain his stable tempo. He’s failing on every level. His hip movements have become unpredictable, indicating his pending orgasm and his fast loss of control. ‘Fuck!’
And that word seals the deal. He’s way past the point of return, so I seize my opportunity, pulling harder on his hair and reaching up to sink my teeth into his sweat glistening shoulder in an attempt to supress my scream of release and encourage his. It works, as I knew it would.
‘Fuck, f**k, f**k!’ He’s working harder and faster into me, burying his face into my hair. ‘Now, Ava!’
I’m done for. I unclamp my teeth from his flesh and join him in his frantic oblivion of raw, carnal pleasure, throwing my arms around his neck and rolling my hips up to meet the last thorough thrash of his body into mine.
He collapses onto me carefully, but grinds slowly as he nibbles on my neck through his laboured breathing. ‘Please quit.’ he begs. ‘Then we really can stay like this forever.’
I can’t find my vocal cords, except to mumble some objection, which I do with an increase of pressure of my arms around his neck.
‘Was that a yes?’ He licks up the salty skin of my cheek and across my lips. ‘Say yes.’
‘No.’ I gasp.
‘Stubborn woman.’ He pecks my lips and rolls onto his back, ensuring he remains snuggly inside me and I’m comfortable on his lap. ‘We need to renew our vows.’
I frown and take a few moments to gather enough air in my lungs to form a sentence. ‘We’ve not even been married a month.’
My hips are seized and I tense, but then I watch as his eyes drift onto my stomach and his warning look transforms into a smile as he shifts his threatening hands to my small-ish bump and starts caressing it. ‘Yes, only a month and you’ve already forgotten a significant part of your promise.’
‘You can take your obey and swivel on it.’ I manage to get those words out just fine. I also manage to lift my heavy arms and wrap my palms around his neck.
He feigns a choke on a grin and pulls me down by the tops of my arms, curling his big palms around my neck. We’re both ready to strangle each other. ‘Who’d win?’ he asks, getting nose to nose with me.
‘You,’
‘Correct.’ he agrees. ‘I’m thirsty.’
I give a little shake of his neck, making him laugh. ‘I’ll get some water.’
‘You can’t pick and choose when you fulfil your wifely duties.’ He pushes me from his strewn body and lifts slightly to catch a slap of my arse as I walk away. ‘Water, wench!’
‘Don’t push it, Ward.’ I caution, snapping the cups of my bra back over my br**sts and taking my mostly naked form into the kitchen.
‘Don’t even think about coming back in here until I can see your br**sts again, lady!’ he shouts after me.
I have the biggest grin on my face as I open the fridge and collect two bottles of water. Negotiating my hold of the two ice cold bottles so I don’t punish my skin, I snatch another item that’s sitting all on its lonesome on the bottom shelf. I’m grinning again.
‘Didn’t you hear me?’ Jesse’s affronted tone is the first thing to hit my ears when I reappear in the massive open space of the penthouse. He’s staring at my bra covered chest.
‘I heard you.’ I drop the bottles on the couch and keep my Jesse surprise behind my back.
He’s still flat on his back and he’s looking up at me with suspicious green eyes. ‘My wife has a crafty look on her beautiful face.’ The eyes have narrowed now. He slowly sits up and positions his back against the couch, then pats his lap. ‘And she’s hiding something from me.’ He reaches behind him and grabs a bottle of water, having a long swig before screwing the lid on slowly.
‘Crafty-ish.’ Taking his cue, I lower onto him and shift forward when he drops the bottle and cups my arse with both big palms.
‘There’s no –ish about it.’ One of his hands leaves my bum, but only for long enough to yank the cups of my bra down again. Then it’s firmly replaced. ‘What are you hiding?’
‘Something.’ I tease, moving to the side when he tries to crane his neck to get a peek. ‘No.’ I warn, and he huffs a little before resting back against the couch. I unscrew the lid behind my back and drop it before presenting the jar to my God, whose curious eyes have just sprung wide open in delight at the sight before him.
‘I’m in control.’ I grin.
His eyes widen further but this time in outrage. ‘Oh no. Not where that’s concerned. Forget it, no way, never.’ His hand is making a grab for it, but my stealthy move whips it from under his nose.
‘Relax.’ I laugh, pushing him back against the couch. The urge to cuddle him overwhelms my teasing streak when I see his concerned frown wriggle its way onto his brow. God love this man. That bottom lip is being nibbled away, as he watches my hand move slowly towards the jar and my finger disappear with the depths of creamy goo. I actually grimace as my finger squelches back out, and I know my nose has just wrinkled in disgust at the sight of a huge dollop all over my index finger.
‘Don’t tease me with it, baby.’ His eyes are fixated on my coated finger, and they follow my trail as I bring the gloop down and wipe it all over my nipple. It’s freezing cold, and disgusting, but the look of thorough exhilaration that has just landed on my rogue’s face is enough of an incentive to battle forward.
