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“No. Look at me while I fuck you, wife.”
I open my eyes and our gazes lock as he thrusts into me slow and long and deep. So deep that he hits a place I didn’t think existed.
With each roll of his hips, he not only fills up the emptiness, but he also engraves himself into that large space in my heart that he’s been occupying for years.
The space that kept growing without my permission and wouldn’t stop.
His lips find my forehead, my cheek, my nose, my collarbone as he whispers, “You’re so fucking beautiful. So fucking addictive. So fucking mine.”
And then he claims my mouth, his tongue emulating the same depth of his cock. They both pick up speed, his tongue and his cock, making the table hit the wall with each powerful rock of his hips.
He kisses like he fucks, with maddening urgency and impeccable control. He kisses like he never wants to separate his lips and tongue from mine. And I’m a goner for his possessive dominance, for the way he handles me with sure command, for the way he knows every inch of my body.
I don’t last long under the assault.
My head turns and my vision becomes hazy, but I don’t close my eyes as I shatter around him. I want him to see me, to see the feelings that he provokes in me and how uncontrollable they are. I want him to see me, not his friend’s daughter, not the girl who’s eighteen years younger than him, but the woman who’s so irrevocably in love with him, she’s slowly dying at the thought of losing him.
A grunt spills from his lips as he empties himself inside me, the warmth making me moan against his mouth.
And then he’s kissing me again. It’s harsh and unyielding as if he’s also telling me something.
What, I don’t know.
When we finally break apart, a line of saliva forms between us and he licks it off my lips, ripping a shudder out of me.
“I don’t want to go out there,” I whisper, wiggling so I can feel him inside me.
“We can stay here.”
“Forever?”
“If you want.”
We remain like that for a moment before he pulls out of me and uses some tissues to clean me up. And then he’s between my legs as we fix each other’s clothes like we’re an old married couple. That puts a smile on my face as I adjust his tie.
“What are you smiling about?”
“This. Us spending peaceful time together.”
“We always did that when we used to live together.”
“Yeah, we did. I miss those days.”
He lifts my chin with two fingers. “We’ll go back to those days soon.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“I have something on King.”
“Are you…are you going to hurt him?” Yes, he’s difficult and we’ve had our differences lately, but I’d never let anyone harm Dad. Not even Nate.
“Of course not. He’s your father. I would never hurt him, even if he deserves it.”
“Then what?”
“I’ll tell you when I have further proof.”
“Why don’t you tell me now?”
