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I touch his jaw and trace my finger over his beard, loving the feeling of him beneath my fingers.
“I love you too, Knight. You’ve already won me back, and I’m not going anywhere, so how about we spend the rest of forever loving each other as husband and wife?”
He smiles back at me, the tension in his face fading along with the guard in his eyes, opening the doors to his soul.
“I love that idea, wife.”
He lowers his lips to mine, and I taste the promise of forever and everything good that will come with our love.
Chapter45
Knight
I’m obsessed with my wife.
I’m absolutely, utterly, fucking obsessed, and I don’t know how I could have ever looked at this woman and thought I could allow her to leave me.
I soul kiss her, and she kisses me back recklessly and as ruthlessly as I claim her lips.
We crash into the wall within moments, and I take a break from her lips to pin her arms above her head and stare at her perfect naked body in the moonlight.
We’re in Saint-Tropez again. We’ve been here for the last five days.
We flew out here the day after she came back to me. Since then, this has been us. Two people on an exotic island, lost in love and so wrapped up in each other, nothing outside exists or matters.
“I’m going to feast on you all night,” I promise like I’m taking an oath.
She giggles, and it’s a glorious sound. “Only if I can feast on you.”
“That’s a given. Me first, though.” I can’t help my selfishness when it comes to her or her delicious body. This woman was made for me.
I release her hands, wrap her leg around my waist, then plunge my cock deep, deep inside her pretty pussy.
She arches into my pumps, then allows me to own her with every thrust of my cock into her decadent body.
I own every part of her the way I always do in these moments where we join together, and we’re so close there is no distinction to where we begin or end.
There is only us.
Us, fucking like it’s the first time we’ve touched and the last time we ever will.
Us, fucking as if we’ve been given the last few minutes on earth to have each other.
Every moment I’m with her makes me realize I’d marry her all over again.
No contract, no empire at the end, no legacy to claim.
I’d marry her just because I love her.
I take her this way, against the wall of my island home until the sounds of her glorious orgasm echo from her lips and the walls of her pussy are squeezing my cock so hard I nearly blow my load. But I’m not done with her yet.
We head to the bed, and there we stay until morning, then we’re outside frolicking in the sea.
Soon, the days start blending and bleeding into each other and time passes along with it.
It’s funny how I was so consumed with my work at Grayson Inc. that I forgot how to live. Technically, I have no work to speak of, but I have so much that if I choose to never work again and live out the rest of my days on this island with my wife, we’d be okay for several lifetimes.
Here, there is no alarm clock waking me, no secretary telling me I have back-to-back meetings until God knows what hour, and I have no thoughts of actually getting to work. My only care is my wife wrapped in my arms or around my body.
