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“Don’t tease me.”
“You’ve been keeping things from me, and I don’t like it. I’m going to have to change how I get information from my wife. Now tell me. Who lied to you? I’ve only been with you, Charlee. Even if you leave me, there will only ever be you.” I want to call him a liar again, but the intensity of his stare stops me. “Don’t make me do it,” he warns as he grips my thighs and pushes them apart as he moves between my legs.
“Rowan,” I whimper when he brushes his mouth against my clit. He lifts his head. I can see the desire in his eyes, but there’s something else there too that I can’t place.
“Charlee,” he warns. I buck, trying to lift my hips. A yelp pops from my mouth when his hand slaps down on my sex.
“You did not just do that.”
“I did,” he says before he does it again. The loud smack would make you think it’s painful. Truthfully, it’s anything but that. My clit starts to throb with need and an intensity I’ve never felt before. “Someone lied to my wife, and I want to know who.”
“It doesn’t matter,” I grit out between my teeth. “You’re not going to do anything. I already told you once to get rid of her, but you didn’t.”
His eyes widen in realization of who I’m talking about.
Arabella Moore.
The woman was all too happy to tell me she’d been with my husband in the past and she’d be there again when I was gone. She went around spreading stories about us. When I tried to say something to Rowan, he waved it off as if my feelings about it didn’t matter. He made sure we didn’t run into her, but that wasn’t enough. It started to mess with my head that maybe they did have something at one time. It didn’t help that I felt like he was pulling away. That he was hiding something from me.
“I’ll handle it,” he vows.
I shake my head no. “She’s not the point, Rowan. My request was silly to you. I’m silly to you. Your little wife you put away and bring out when it fits you best.”
A darkness seems to fall over Rowan at my words.
“I told you not to move.”
“Fuck me or untie me,” I hiss, wondering if I’ve gone too far this time.
seven
ROWAN
“I’ll fuck you on my own schedule. I want to hear more about this woman I’ve been sleeping with before you. While I’m preparing you, feel free to tell me all the details.” I rip my T-shirt into strips and then wrap one piece around her pretty ankle. Seeing her laid out for me like this is messing with my head. How many times have I dreamed of doing this to her? Only her. But I need to focus. So much is starting to become clear in my mind now. I had no idea it had gone this deep. What the fuck did Arabella Moore say to my wife? I will end her whole fucking career.
“Why would I have to tell you anything? You were there.” She tries to halfheartedly kick her way out of my grip, but it’s not happening.
“Remind me again because my memory is bad. When and where?” I fasten one leg to the bed. She writhes wildly with the other leg but can’t escape my grip. This is turning her on.
“How would I know the details?” She pants. “I wasn’t there.”
I slide my hands up her inner thighs until I reach her core. She’s wet. Very wet. I should’ve tied her up before. We would’ve never reached this point. “Neither was I, which is why I need some help remembering details.”
She averts her face. “I don’t want to talk about it. Why are you hurting me like this?”
I stop what I’m doing. “Are the ties cutting into you?”
“I’m talking about my heart! My heart is what hurts. I’ve tried to forget that you had another woman. It was before me, right? That’s all that mattered. It would be unreasonable of me to expect you to have waited. You’re hot and rich, and women are constantly throwing themselves at you. It’s normal for you to take up a few offers before you met me. I’m not mad about that. I just hate that she’s been in our home. Put her touches everywhere. Then you wouldn’t get rid of her.” The anguish on her face says something different than her words.
“It would be reasonable.” I reach down and quickly untie her legs and arms. Being bound turned her on—and me too—but now’s not the time for that. Or for ultimatums. She’s finally opening up to me. I pull her upright and sit down on the mattress, drawing her onto my lap. “I hate the idea of you with another man. I was fucking happy when I was your first. I have never touched another woman, never been inside another woman, never wanted another woman. You have my word against hers. Why are you believing her over me?” It’s the truth. Seeing my parents had me staying clear of anything romantic before Charlee. With her I knew I’d go through anything to have her. She changed everything for me.
