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“I’ve always thought of it as one.” He lifts his hand, putting his finger under my chin. I know I need to ask whatever I can before he can distract me.
“And this is the kind of marriage you want?”
“No.” The one word is filled with emotion. Or maybe it’s regret. I’m not sure but my belly sinks for a moment thinking that he’s realized that I’m not what he wants. He grabs me, pulling me into his lap in one quick motion. His actions take me by surprise but I don’t fight him. It feels good to be pressed up against him again. As much as I tell myself I hate when he bosses me around, there is something about his dominance that lights something deep inside of me. “You don’t feel this?” he asks. I nod my head, wanting him to know that I do.
“I feel it.” Again my eyes flick to his mouth. I want to feel so much more.
“Ask me to kiss you.” His words come out like a plea. They have everything inside of me melting. Butterflies stir in my belly at the thought of something blooming between us.
“Kiss me.”
“For you, wife, I’ll do anything.” His mouth crashes down onto mine. His fingers tangle in my hair as he tilts my head to deepen the kiss. I moan into his mouth. Yes, I feel this. There is so much passion and pure need here. There is so much within us that we have been denying ourselves. How can I hate this man? This feels nothing like hate. Instead it feels a lot more like something I’m not ready to admit to myself yet. So I push that thought to the side and decide to enjoy this moment.
He breaks the kiss, our breaths heavy inside the car. My fingers cling to him. I’ve noticed I do that too. When I get close my body is drawn to him.
“We need to get inside.” He flings the door open, stepping out of the car. He doesn’t release his hold on me.
“Heath.” I bury my face in his neck. I have no doubt there are several security people watching us and the driver.
“We’re married. I can carry my wife inside.” I peek up over Heath’s shoulder to see the driver, Noah, smiling at us. Heath takes the stairs two at a time. I’m surprised when he doesn’t go to his room but mine instead. Good, I hate his room and the stupid designer that created it. It is cold and uninviting. But now that we’re in my room, there is nowhere to escape to. I have no doubt that may be part of Heath’s plan. He’d already tried to lock me in the other night. But tonight feels different. This time I am more than willing to explore this.
“This might be a bad idea,” I say when I hear my bedroom door slam closed from him kicking it. He drops me down onto the bed and goes for my shirt first, pulling it over my head. I lift my arms, letting him. My mouth is saying one thing but my body another. He goes for my pants next. In a second I’m in nothing but my panties and bra.
“I’m going to show you how much of a good idea this is.” He drops to his knees on the side of the bed. His fingers go to my panties as he pulls them down my legs. Again, I say nothing to stop him. Any thoughts of trying to leave slip from my mind when he pulls my ass to the side of the bed, throwing my legs over his shoulder and burying his face between them.
I gasp. Everything else leaves my mind as Heath’s tongue circles my clit. His fingers dig into my thighs, keeping a firm hold on me as his tongue swirls down, leaving my clit to thrust inside of me. My hips rise off the bed, trying to push down on him. I need more. His tongue isn’t enough there. I need something bigger and harder. I’ve waited five long years for this moment and I can’t wait another second.
He continues to move his tongue in and out of me. Still it feels good, making me ache for more. My body screams for him to take me fully. To finally consummate our marriage. His body is on top of mine as he continues pleasuring me until I can take no more. My hips move with him, mimicking sex.
“Heath.” I moan his name.
“You need more,” he says. It’s not a question. He knows what he’s doing. He’s making my body beg. I whimper when he pushes a finger inside me. His tongue goes back to my clit. My hand flies to his short hair, grabbing it tightly as I feel my orgasm start to push down on me.
