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Bundling her into the SUV, I drive her home, insisting on carrying her upstairs and into the condo.
“Why?”
“Because ye’re my bride, and I want to.”
She presses her lips to my ear, whispering naughty things that have my panting and my dick twitching the whole way.
Kicking the door closed, I set her down, ready to order her into the bedroom, when she grins, disappearing into the main bathroom. I can hear water running. I’ve no idea why she’s showering in there instead of our ensuite, but I can wait for her. I waited over a year. What’s another half hour?
Mellie pokes her head out as I’m standing in the lounge, looking down at her coffee table magazines. Looking up, I grin as she beckons me in with a giggle. I follow her, intrigued.
Stepping into the room, my eyebrows shoot up. She’s run a bath in the huge corner tub I’ve not once used in my entire time living here.
There are sweet-smelling candles everywhere, the lights are dimmed, and she’s got a bottle of champagne chilling. I smirk, raising my eyebrows, but she smiles seductively at me, seating me on the edge of the tub and playing some soft music.
My heart is in my dry mouth as Mellie proceeds to give me a fucking striptease and lap dance all rolled into one. Jesus fuck, I’ve married the sexiest lass alive.
Her hips roll, clothes and lace dropping onto the floor. I’ve no idea where to look first. I want to lick it all. Every inch of her tanned, soft skin. I want to taste it as she writhes under me. Her body undulates, and I’m panting, my fingers flexing on the side of the tub. I need her in my arms.
Finally, Mellie balances on my lap, completely naked, slowly undressing me, fluttering her eyelashes and looking up at me through them.
“So. Would I have gotten a job as a stripper with that routine?”
I blink at her, trying to remember how to make words come out of my mouth.
“Jaysus feck,amhuirnín,” I finally manage. “If ye’d done that little routine for me that first day I would have bent ye over the desk and fucked the shite out of ye and then marched ye right off to the courthouse and married ye then and there.”
She giggles, sliding her hands up my chest and taking off my shirt, her hands moving to my belt.
“So you’re saying I wasted almost two years because I didn’t insist on giving you a lap dance back then?”
Mellie smirks, tugging off my belt and standing to make quick work of my trouser and shoes.
Grinning at her, I watch as she steps into the tub, beckoning for me to join her. I don’t need to be asked twice. Sinking into the fragrant water, I settle Mellie between my legs, facing away from me, as I trail kisses over the side of her face and down her neck, moving back up again.
“I don’t think I would have done anything differently, lass,” I tell her truthfully.
She pauses for a moment, tipping her head back against my shoulder.
“You know what? Neither would I.”
My lips find the pulse point in her neck, and I swirl my tongue over it, sucking gently. Mellie moans, her eyes flutter closed as I slide my hands down over her breasts, parting her folds and plunging two fingers into her while using the thumb of my other hand to stroke her clit.
Her breath comes out in little gasps, and I smirk into her hair, wanting to test something.
“No one else’ll see ye like this, will they?” I ask her, my voice smoothly dangerous, my Reaper voice, as she likes to call it.
Her hips buck immediately, and she lets out a long moan, her nipples hardening under my gaze.
“D’ye like the idea of me punishing ye, lass?”
My thumb stops stroking, and I pinch down on her clit hard. Her hands grip the sides of the tub as her breath shudders out of her.
“As long as the punishment is like this,” she moans. Jesus fuck. I can’t take it anymore.
Flipping her around, I grab her hips and jerk her down on my dick. She comes with a scream. Not waiting for her to ride out her orgasm, I start jacking her up and down, fucking her on my dick until she comes again, and I thrust up hard, holding deep as I come too. I’m enjoying the shite out of this marriage so far.
Once her breathing is under control, I grab Mellie’s hair, gently tipping her head back, smirking down at her.
