AllFreeNovel
Share Us
"You didn’t think it had anything to do with liking the feel of her contours under my hands—"
Her lips part.
"— or the squeeze of her pussy on my cock or—"
She inhales sharply.
"The give of her breasts when I squeeze them"—I make a crushing motion with my fingers—"the give of her butt cheeks when I knead them and hold them apart as I drive into her; the—"
"Stop," she gasps.
"Oh, that's right. You need to finish reading the list." I nod toward the piece of paper held between her trembling fingers.
"Number seven. Wants to have children. Number eight. Must be faithful.”
She tosses her head. “You mean you can stray from the marital bed, but she cannot?”
“I mean, if she so much as dares to look at another man, I’ll cut off his balls.”
Her breath hitches. “You will?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely. I won’t be seeing other women, either.”
“You won’t?” Her gaze widens. “You plan to stay faithful?”
“I’m old-fashioned that way.” I hold up a finger. “Provided her holes are available on demand.”
She winces. “No one can accuse you of being romantic.”
“I’m not marrying for romance.”
“Right…” She looks like she’s going to say something, then shakes her head and glances down at the paper again, “Number nine. Vivacious and speaks what’s on her mind. Number ten. Is smart enough to marry me." She allows the paper to float to the desk, then sets her jaw. "Number ten is debatable. What’s so smart about her wanting to marry you?"
"Because she will be well compensated."
She scoffs. "For allowing you to use her body as a receptacle to grow your child?"
“Among other things."
She raises her thumb to her mouth and begins to chew on her fingernail, then thinks better of it. "I can’t see any other benefits."
"For one, there will be multiple orgasms involved. I have my faults, but I’m not a selfish lover."
Her chest rises and falls. Her nipples are so hard, I can see them outlined through the blouseandthe jacket she’s wearing.
I lean forward in my seat; so does she. I drag my thumb under my lower lip, and her gaze follows my actions. "I’ll make sure my wife orgasms every time I fuck her."
She tips up her gaze to mine. "You mean make love to her?"
"I mean fuck her—"
The color on her cheeks deepens.
"—Shag her. Bang her. Screw—"
She throws up her hand. "Fine, fine, I get what you’re saying."
"Do you?"
