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I shivered. “God.” I pushed him back, shaking myself.
Vince chuckled. “You thought I’d be mad?”
“Well…Hannah is still a baby herself.” I shrugged, realizing how silly I sounded.
Vince smiled. “I love you, Gigi. I love Hannah and I’ll love this baby you’re currently carrying in your tight little body.” He brushed the back of his hand over my lower stomach.
I threw my arms around his neck. “Thank you.”
He smirked, crushing his lips to mine. “No, thankyou, Queenie. Thank you for giving your heart to me and thank you for being mine.”
After all this time. Through the heartbreak, pain, and fear, we were happy.
Finally.
Gigi
“I can’t believe we’rehere.”
Vince looked down at me, keeping his hand firmly in mine. “We can go somewhere else. Or just go home.”
“No.” I smiled up at him. “I just…I’ve told you my fantasy, but I never thought we’d actually be doing it.”
“Why not?” He stopped me before we could enter the large building. “We’ve been married for over a year. Gotta keep things fresh, Queenie.”
“Things are always fresh,” I reminded him. “But it’s just a fantasy. I don’t think they come true for a lot of people.”
Vince pinched my chin, tilted my head back, and placed a soft peck on my lips. “You’re my wife. That means your fantasies are mine to fulfill.”
“Just like yours are mine to fulfill?” I asked, breathless.
He smirked against my mouth. “You fulfilled my fantasy the moment we fucked for the first time.”
I laughed, punching him lightly in the stomach and pushing out of his hold. I took a few steps away from him, staring up at the building that, if you hadn’t done your research ahead of time, you would never know was an actual BDSM club.
Bondage. Domination. Sadism. Masochism.
God, even those words sounded delicious. The acronym stood for several different things, but the domination and submission were my favorite parts of it.
Vince’s fingers lightly brushed over my bare shoulder, his other hand held mine tightly. “We don’t have to do anything tonight that you don’t want to do.”
“I know.” I looked around the room. Nothing was out of the ordinary. It looked like a bar with people sitting at tables, talking and having drinks and food.
“There are more private areas here, so we don’t have to do anything in public. No one has to watch even though I know you want people to.”
My cheeks burned, that familiar ache between my thighs, becoming more pronounced. “Is that wrong?”
“You’re with me, Queenie.” Vince squeezed my hand. “No one else is going to be touching you. Just me. Your husband.”
We had talked early on about our fantasies. I was down for anything really as long as no one else was involved. Just the thought of another woman touching Vince, made me want to commit murder.
Vince smirked, as if he could hear my thoughts.
I turned around, looked back out into the main area of the bar, and just watched.
Vince leaned closer, his hot breath tickling my ear. “You look beautiful tonight.”
“Thank you.” I cupped his knee. “You look handsome.” It was one thing I loved about him. He gave me compliments often. Not that I needed them but even after being with him for a while, it was nice to know that my husband still found me attractive. Especially since I gained weight from having our children.
