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“Ah, I missed your bossiness.”
I pin her on her back, showing her who’s bossy when the stewardess knocks and asks us to buckle up. I groan at the missed opportunity in my jet.
“Next time, we’re entering the elitist club named mile high.” I take her blush as an answer. “So, you know what it is.”
“I read romance books. I am versed in all kinds of kinky clubs.”
“Is that so?”
We have to postpone this talk as I grab her hand and strap her in. When we land in the South of France, her eyes take everything in.
Aurora should have visited places like this, instead of being imprisoned in an all-girls school for years. I wonder if she’ll ever miss not going out or making bad decisions. I’ll offer her everything, so she never even thinks about missed experiences.
In the car, she rolls the window down. Her hand glides through the wind, the sun mixed with the breeze carrying warmth and salt lingering in the air. I prop my elbow on the window and watch her. She finds me looking at her, and smiles, a bright lift of the corners of her lips adding a touch of ethereal beauty.
Daniel drives while I check the surrounding cars. We’ve got two cars full of security, one in front and one behind. I would have never taken so many men with me if I were alone, but with her, I have to protect my world.
My father’s words hit me hard.One day you’ll know just how far you’ll go to protect the ones you love the most.
Love. The air in the car is suddenly hard to breathe. I can’t even imagine the pain of losing her. I find her eyes, worry etched in them.
“Is everything all right?”
“Yes, just thinking.”
She raises her eyebrows at me, knowing damn well it’s more. I lift her hand and trail kisses on her soft skin. It grounds me to the here and now.
The car stops in front of the port, and the white mega yacht glistens under the sun. We board the deck. My crew greets me, while I present them to my wife. The staff carry the luggage below. I follow her as she takes everything in with an awed expression.
“Like it?”
Aurora nods, pushing herself from the banister. The door slides open. She steps inside, where the living and dining rooms open to a decadent but sleek black-and-cream interior. She inspects everything with her eyes and with her hands, settling on a sculpture.
“I wondered where you hid them.”
“There are a few in the house as well.”
“Where?” she asks me over her shoulder.
“I guess you didn’t see every room.”
She taps her chin, turns around, and peeks in every room, until she finds the bedroom. And fuck, after so many hours, I need her. I turn her to me and kiss her. The desire I caught just a minute ago in her eyes is now full-on spreading over her body.
Grabbing her ass cheeks, I pull her up to me. She wraps her legs around me, her pussy gliding up and down my dick. I never was this desperate, this rock hard. But this woman and her pussy are my undoing. I place her down and take a step back.
“Undress.” My voice turns husky with the command.
She slides her dress off and remains in her bra and panties.
“Those too, and make it slow this time.”
I unbuckle my pants, and when she is naked, I take my time to study the work of art that is her body. That smooth skin, the valley of her breasts topped by two perfect, rosy nipples, traces of curves that no artist could reproduce. I push her down onto the mattress. She parts her legs and props herself up by her elbows, her eyes challenging me. I love how the idea of me taking her is foreplay enough for her because I just want to be inside of her.
In one deep thrust, I am in paradise. She throws her head back and moans while I pump in and out of her, lust and frenzy driving me.
“You’re so deep.”
Fuck, I love how I affect her. I will be the only one she’ll know, but I’ll make sure she’ll never even fantasize about how it would be with someone else. I close my eyes, thrusting in and out. She’s my ruin, my rapture, she’s my salvation as well.
