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He lifts my veil, chuckling as he throws it back over my head.
The soft white lace cascades down my back to pool on the seat, my vision improving immediately.
Well, fuck, that’s helpful.
I glance around at the car; everything’s still painted dimly at this hour of night.
“Why thank you, sir,” I drawl, doing my best Becky impression.
“You’re very welcome,” he says, reaching around to grab me by the ass.
I reach behind me as well, my hand closing over his to push his fingers harder against me. I don’t let go until I feel the bite of his fingernails.
I suck in a breath at the spark of pain.
“Mmm, like that?” he asks, squeezing harder.
I moan in answer, clenching myself tighter around his cock.
“Come here,” he says, voice raspy with pleasure.
He reaches up to my neck, guiding me down toward his mouth. The shadows pool across his face, blinding me even now, my eyes still adjusting to the dark.
His lips crash against mine, tongue probing deep inside my mouth.
The kiss sends that same strange warmth rushing down my throat. Sparks of something other than lust flicker inside of me.
“Fuck, Percy.” He moans as I pull back, staring hard into his obscured face.
I’m suddenly overcome with the urge to look at him—really look at him. To see him looking back at me.
I focus hard, willing my eyes to cooperate.
The dark evaporates slowly, stubbornly refusing to disappear. After a few more moments, though, shapes start to emerge.
His nose, his eyes, and finally his lips.
As I stare, they pull back into a wide grin.
“What?” Anton asks, smiling up at me.
“Nothing,” I answer, wearing my own grin. “Just looking at you.”
He laughs, pulling me down into another fiery kiss.
“Well, good thing you like looking at me,” he says. “You’ll be doing a lot of it, Mrs. Lanteri.”
“You bet your ass I will, Mr. Lanteri.”
He sits up quickly, his hands grasping at the thin white lace of my lingerie. With a single solid tug, he tears the fabric apart.
My tits spill out toward him, greeted immediately by his mouth.
I wrap my fingers into his hair, pulling hard while he sucks roughly at my hardened nipples.
My husband—fuck, that’s fun to say—myhusbanddrives his dick deeper into me, one hand on my ass and the other groping my free boob.
“Fuck, I love you!” I shout, riding him like the world’s about to end. I’m amazed how easily the words come; they feel so right rolling off my tongue.
