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I didn’t want something brisk. No, I wanted to devour her completely. I had to taste the sweetness of her tongue, needed to discover what sounds she could make if I pressed the right buttons.
My sweet, Ramona. My darling, my wife.
When I moved my hands, a gasp left her lips after I slid her to the edge of the table.
Nearly falling off, her arm hooked around my neck, using me as support. Before she could speak, I connected our lips.
I was not known as a man with self-control. When I wanted something, I simply took it. I didn’t just want Ramona, Ineededher.
I wanted to memorize the taste of my wife, and now she was welcoming my tongue to join hers. Her mouth was perfect, sweet and willing. She opened up with such ease, her body responding naturally. She even let out a moan while I relished in her sweetness.
We were meant to be, our relationship had been written in stone. It was expected for her to accept my love with ease.
Ramona got a fist full of my unbuttoned shirt, pulling my body even closer.
Mere seconds felt like a lifetime. I got a front-row seat of watching the beauty melt on the table. Between her mean grip and the soft sighs leaving her mouth, I imagined a kiss wouldn’t be enough to satisfy her.
If she made the demand, I’d be happy to drop to my knees and feast on her like my last meal. What a wonderful idea. If only.
When she was the one to break the kiss, the hum of satisfaction that left her lips went straight down to my cock. Each sound she made fed into my hunger.
“Good to know you aren’t a bad kisser,” she murmured. Her tongue ran across her lips, testing my patience.
“You sound surprised.” Realizing I was grinning, I fought the urge to resume where we left off.
“Pleasantly surprised,” she corrected, a smile of her own forming.
“Well, I’m happy to report kissing isn’t all I’m good at.” Flattening a hand against her leg, my thumb brushed her inner thigh. “Want me to give you an example?”
Ramona let out a shaky breath before releasing my shirt. “You are not a modest man when it comes to clarifying what you want, Elias.”
“I want you,” I stated firmly, “I have no problem repeating myself. I’ll say it until you believe me.”
Her smile grew slightly as she continued looking at me. I loved every second she stared in my direction.
“I don’t think we’re in the right setting for all this,” she admitted as she looked down toward the dishes I destroyed not long ago.
“I haven’t shown you to our bedroom, have I?” I murmured to myself. With all the excitement going on at the time, I wouldn’t have stopped myself from being a little over the top. I would’ve taken her the moment I introduced her to my bed.
When I grabbed her off the table, she latched on with a gasp. Realizing where she was gripping, her hand flew away from my shoulder.
“Elias, I can walk,” she argued, “you’re injured.”
“Nonesense, I could be on my deathbed and I’d still use this as an excuse to touch you, darling.” Grinning, I walked over to a set of closed doors.
Giving one a swift kick, a frown momentarily overcame my smile.
“Open the fucking door!” I barked, my hands clearly full.
In an instant, a grunt with a name I hadn’t bothered to remember followed my order and opened the door.
Ramona watched with curious eyes, her brows coming together in concern as I continued walking.
“Shouldn’t you thank him?” she asked softly.
“Why would I do that?” I asked, scoffing at the thought. “They’re here to follow orders.”
She frowned, unpleased. I said something wrong.
