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“I’m not hiding.”
“She’ll see you,” she utters while staring at me like I’ve grown two heads.
“And?”
“She’ll think we… we were…”
“We were what? Fucking? Kissing?” I smirk, stepping closer and tilting my head. “Having a taste of your sweet cunt, or maybe I had you on your knees sucking my cock. Hmm… either one sounds believable, considering the flush on your cheeks.”
The heat and lust shining in her eyes has my dick twitching inside my pants. It would be so easy to undo the string holding her top together. A single tug is all I need and I could suck her hard nipples in my mouth. Slide my hands inside her panties and make her scream my name.
I should’ve fucked her last night when I had the chance. I wonder if my marks are still on her thighs and if she thought of me when she saw them in the mirror. Her mouth parts to retort, but gets interrupted when the woman outside yells.
“Uh, hello? Shall I call someone for help?”
“No!” Bianca yells back before rushing to say, “Just a minute please.”
“Which excuse is it going to be?” I ask.
“Why can’t you be embarrassed like a normal person?” she grumbles with her hands on her hips.
“Why the fuck would I be embarrassed for being alone with my wife?” I counter.
A shiver runs down her naked spine, which she tries to hide by tilting her chin up high. “I’m not your wife yet.”
“That’ll soon change and then you’ll be Mrs. Stern.”
“Who says I’ll be taking your name?”
I harden my gaze and cross the distance. Yanking her onto her toes, I circle my fingers around her throat and growl, “The marriage may be in name only but you will be wearing my ring, taking my last name, and sharing my bed. Your pussy will only know my cock, your lips will only feel mine, and your pleasure will belong to me. Understand?”
“There will be no fucking.”
“Oh, kitten,” I tsk, smiling darkly. “There will be. Lots of it. Every day and night.” Trailing my lips over her jaw to her ear, I whisper, “You will beg, scream, moan, and won’t step outside of my house until I’m satisfied you’ll feel me in your cunt when I’m not with you.”
When she sways, I let her go and step back with a satisfied smirk. Her pupils are dilated as she parts her lips, and my cock swells further when she shifts on her feet.
Looks like the dirty vixen likes the promise.
I leave her stunned with her panties soaked, and walk outside. I run into the woman waiting in the hall, whose eyes bug out upon seeing me before she peers inside in confusion.
Striding to the lobby, I scroll through my messages and emails on my phone while I wait for Bianca. She and I have a lot to discuss about our fake arrangement to make sure it succeeds. Mainly to work on her terrible acting skills.
In hindsight, I should’ve called or texted her first. However, when I found out she was meeting her parents, I didn’t think—I just drove here. The restlessness I felt at the fear of being too late was so foreign yet familiar.
The shocked look on her face as she saw me standing at her table earlier followed by stark relief was worth the traffic rules I broke. It was amusing to watch the play of emotions swirling on her face when I called her wifey. Something I plan to call her as often as I like, just to see the blush darken her cheeks.
And it’s not because I secretly love the ring to it.
The sound of footsteps coming closer yank me to the present and a frown crosses Bianca’s features when she finds me waiting. She peers up once she’s standing in front of me.
“Why are you still here?” she questions, confused and dazed.
I slide my phone inside my suit jacket and answer, “I’m taking you to my place so we can discuss our marriage in detail, wifey.”
Again, that damn blush.
“You and your nicknames.” She huffs with a shake of her head. “Why can’t we go to my place?”
