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Except it’s not like that.
Hewantsme.
I can see it in his eyes. Taste it in his kiss. He wants me as bad as I want him, maybe even more. His hands move down to cup my breasts. I whimper as his tongue rolls against mine. He pushes my bikini aside, teasing my nipple. I groan, flashes of pleasure bursting into my skin.
He needs me like I need him.
And he knows how wrong it is. He knows this is fucked up. This is stupid. If we keep going, we’re going to make a mistake we can’t turn back from.
We agreed on no sex. So why am I letting him do this?
Why am I moaning as his other hand moves down my tummy, down toward my bikini bottom?
“Tell me to stop,” he whispers, kissing my neck. “Go ahead. Tell me.”
“No,” I say, head leaning back. “Oh, god, no. Don’t stop.”
“This is a mistake.” He licks my collarbone, down to my nipple. Latches on, sucks hard, bites harder. I gasp, pulling his hair, as his other hand slips down between my legs.
I groan as he runs a hand along my soaking wet slit.Oh my god, when did I getwet?
He grunts his pleasure as he teases my nipple with his tongue.
“You’re right, it’s a mistake,” I say, biting back moans. “But it feels good, right? And maybe we can ease some of the tension between us.”
“Good point.” He reaches behind me and yanks open the shower stall. I gasp, stumbling backwards. He slams the door, locking it. “Ease the tension.”
I throw myself at him. He bumps against the wall. I kiss him hard, grinding my hips against his. Fuck, wow, he’s really hard right now. His cock is thick and long, so stiff it’s like steel between his legs. I’m practically dry humping his shaft, my arms wrapped around his neck, my tits out and against his warm chest.
My pulse hammers in my ears and between my legs.
“Whatever happened to our contract,” he says, pushing me back.
I yelp, glaring at him. “You mean that stupid piece of paper? Forget about that.”
He pins me against the wall. “Fiona,” he whispers. “You’re going to fuck me up.”
“Good.” I say, running my fingers through his hair. “Just so long as you don’t stop.”
He stares into my eyes for three heart-breaking moments—
Then drops to his knees.
“Yes, wife,” he whispers, slowly peeling my bikini bottom down.
“Oh, shit,” I whisper as he spreads my legs and goes to work. His mouth kisses along my inner thighs, both sides, sucking hard—hard enough to leave a mark.
His mark. His bite.
He’s making me his territory. He’s making me all his.
I moan, head tilted back, losing my mind. He teases me like that for too long, kissing, sucking, working closer and closer to the aching, wet center of my core. Inching, inching, enjoying himself. Hands reaching up to cup my breasts. I grab his hair, pulling it.
Until finally, his tongue finds my clit.
“Fuck,” I moan, shuddering. Pleasure blasts through my core. “Oh my fucking god, Gareth.”
“Good girl,” he whispers, licking me top to bottom, pad of his tongue flat against my pussy. “Oh, fuck, you taste good.”
