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God damn it, he knows that I’m already in too deep.
“Yes.”
“Then turn around.”
I do.
“Good girl,” he murmurs. “Now brace your hands on the sink and hold on tight.”
Ignoring the lump lodging in my throat, I do that, too.
I don’t know why I’m so surprised, but it hits a little that Link can’t even look me in the eye when we have sex for the first time as a married couple. If I had any delusions that he picked me because he still had feelings for me, they die a quick death as he bends down behind me. Throwing the skirts of my white dress up, he grabs my panties and starts to tug them down. He keeps going until he’s crouched down behind me, the panties around my ankles.
“Lift,” he barks.
I lift.
Once my panties are off, the echo of Link’s zipper being tugged downard fills the small bathroom. I swallow nervously as the whisper of his slacks move, knowing that he’s only undressing us enough to release his cock and line it up with me.
He lifts the skirts again, placing them against my back so that my bare ass is on display. Leaning over me, trapping the skirts between our bodies, I stare into the basin of the sink as I wait for this to be over with.
This isn’t making love. What’s going to happen next is fucking, plain and simple, and I don’t feel like his bride. I don’t even feel like his former lover. Right now, I’m just a pussy to him, something he’ll use to get off, and to make it so that I know just what I signed away when I scrawled my name on the marriage license.
And that’s when Link orders, “Eyes up, pet. I want you to watch as I make you mine for life.”
My eyes shoot to the mirror. I’ve never seen such a self-satisfied grin on Link’s face until now. For a second, I almost regret thinking so poorly about him—this isn’t the first time he got off, the two of us watching as he fucked me—but then I see the muscles beneath his suit jacket move, sense something blunt and hard nudging at the entrance of my pussy, and all I can think about is how this is really happening.
How he’s going to just take off my underwear, pull down his zipper, throw up the skirts of my borrowed dress, and shove himself inside of me without any foreplay, any sweet caresses, or any protection.
I won’t deny that I’ve always been turned on by a powerful guy who took charge. It’s also no secret that I’m never hotter than when I’m fooling around in a place I shouldn’t be. Whether it was making out beneath the bleachers at school, or how the first time me and Link ever had sex was in Marissa Reilly’s bathroom during her Sweet Sixteen, I might be a little shocky over tonight, but my pussy’s already soaked.
But protection…
“Wait—”
“I’ve done my waiting,” Link murmurs under his breath, but he keeps his cock lodged just past my entrance without pushing any further in.
I have no idea what that means. It’s barely been an hour since he blackmailed me into marrying him, and if he can’t go anhourbetween getting off, I’m in trouble. Maybe when I was twenty, I could keep up with a libido like that, but I haven’t had sex in almost a year.
I’ve been tested since then, but I’m not on any birth control. Even when I was dating, I insisted on any of my partners wrapping it up. I haven’t let a guy go bareback in me since… well,Link.
I don’t want to think about how many women he’s been with over the years. When we were each other’s one and only, I had no problem letting him do whatever he wanted to do to me. Now? I can’t hold the years against him—especially when I’m in this situation because of an ex of my own—but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let him fuck me bare.
I’m not getting out of being railed in this bathroom. That much is obvious. He wants our quickie marriage consummated, and I’m so in over my head that I have no choice but to go along with it.
But damn if I’m not going to ask about protection first.
“Condom,” I gasp out, my entrance stretching slightly as he shifts his stance behind me, cock slipping a half-inch in. “Please tell me you have a condom.”
Reaching in front of me, Link collars my throat. He bends his head, pressing a hot, open-mouth kiss to the side of my neck. “Why the fuck would I have a condom?”
I insisted my lovers wear one for protection—I guess his didn’t.
The skirt of the wedding dress is a slight buffer between us as Link leans over me. In this position, he has me completely trapped. One jerk of his hips and he’ll be fully seated, leaving me no escape.
I don’t want to. Everything happened so quickly tonight, but I’d be lying if it doesn’t feel… feelrightto be in Lincoln Crewes’s arms again. Just because I’m looking forward to fucking him again, doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be safe.
Before I can articulate that, he nibbles on my ear lobe, sucking my silver hoop into his mouth. A husky chuckle bathes my neck with warmth as he releases it before saying, “Told you, pet: if I knock you up, I need an heir anyway. You’re my wife now. There will never be anything between us.”
