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Damn right I satisfy my girl.
Possessiveness storms through me and I move, stomping around to the side of the bed and pinning her down on the mattress, my lower body pumping like a son of a bitch. Once again, just like last time, I’m being a rough bastard, but she couldn’t possibly open her thighs any wider in welcome.Perfect angel. Sent just for me.
“Call me husband,” I demand, baring my teeth against her mouth. “Say it. Let’s pretend it’s true. I’ll burst like a dam, darlin’.”
Caution flashes in her eyes. Panic.
But I bear down harder, I frame her jaw in my hand and don’t allow her to break eye contact. “All that come I put in you, Bianca? You’re damn well already pregnant, darlin’.” Does she realize how intensely her core flexes when I say those words? “You’re going to give me a baby with green eyes, just like their mother.”
“Dusty.”
“Husband. Say it.Let me dream.”
I change angles and pleasure sparks in her eyes, her hands flying to my shoulders and squeezing tight. Right there. I’ve got her now. “Husband,” she whispers.
Propping myself up on an elbow, I smack her perky tits, watching her nipples plump in the wake of the sting. “Louder.”
“Husband! You’re my husband.”
“Oh, darlin’. Sweet Jesus Christ!”
We climax at the same time. She clenches up, trembling, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip, and I flatten her, my hips in a permanent flex, my bellow of relief echoing around her small bedroom. My balls are being milked by an invisible fist, my stomach straining painfully while it releases the immense pressure Bianca put inside of me. Every emotion possible for a man is flooding inside of me, love the most prevalent one of all.
There is no other woman in this world who could correspond to me this perfectly. No other woman who could bring my blood to a boiling point and make my heart race out of control. There is only her and there will only ever be her.
I love Bianca.
Icannotlive without her.
But when the sweat begins to cool on our bodies, I can feel her preparing for a fight.
So be it.
I’ll fight to keep her until the day I die.
“If you’ve got something to say, let’s hear it,” I say from above, planting a kiss on her pouty mouth, anchoring her wrists on either side of her head. “Say your piece, so I can get back to stroking your insides with this footlong.”
She lets out a trembling breath. “I’ve created a monster.”
I grin down at her.
Before she can catch herself, she smiles back, so angelic she makes me ache.
That emotion in her eyes? It’s pure love. Maybe not as obsessive and powerful as my love for her, but I’ll get her there. I’ll kill myself making her love me like this.
When Bianca realizes she’s smiling, she shakes herself and goes back to pouting, but she’s already given herself away.
Bring on the fight.
She’s coming home with me, come hell or high water.
Eventually she’ll realize it, too.
9
Bianca
Red alert.
