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"And no more running to my dad. It's ya and me, princess; no one else in our marriage but us. Understand?" he asserts.
I huff. "You're a sore loser."
His lips twitch. "Am I? Seems to me you're the one who got a bit shafted."
"And ya didn't? I didn't see ya coming," I point out.
His arrogance lights up his features, sharpening them further. He declares, "I don't have to, princess. I can control my urges. You, on the other hand? Well…"
"Well, what?" I ask.
He grins. "You're the one who begs me. I don't beg ya, remember?"
Heat floods my cheeks.
He runs his thumb over them. "Aww, don't be sad, sunshine. Daddy will be here to listen to ya beg some more after ya admit I'm the one in charge."
I glare at him, determined not to ever admit what he wants me to, even if deep down I know it's true.
He chuckles and steps back. "Have fun thinking about your pussy being lonely at dinner."
"Whatever," I mutter as I get up. I go into the closet and slip into another dress. I step into a pair of heels and return to the bedroom.
He holds the egg in his hand.
My butterflies take off. "Why are ya holding that?"
He steps forward and slides his hand under my dress, pressing the egg between my legs. He pushes it inside of me, leans into my ear, and murmurs, "I dare ya not to tell me I'm the one in charge."
I take a deep breath and lift my chin. "Not a chance."
He turns the vibration on a medium speed and says, "Great. Game on."
I try to appear confident I won't do what he wants, but I already know it'll be hard. The sensations are already building.
He adds, "By the way. The Marinos are coming over for a dinner party. It should last all night."
I swallow hard and shove past him, muttering, "Fine."
He chuckles, catches up, and tugs me close to him, palming my ass. "Can't wait for your admission, baby girl. Daddy's waiting to take care of ya once ya stop being stubborn."
I meet his gaze, vowing, "Not happening." But I don't know how I'm going to last the entire night with the egg and what's sure to be his hands all over me.
21
Tynan
I'm adamant about getting Maeve to admit I'm in charge. I lead her out of the bedroom and into the dining room, clicking the remote again.
"Jesus, ya got to start this early?" she mutters.
I glance down at her. "What's wrong, princess, can't handle it? Ya want to quit?"
She gives me a defiant stare. "Not a chance, babes."
I chuckle. I love it when she sneers at me when we play these games. It reminds me of how determined my wife is, and I love everything about her stubbornness.
We get to the dining room. All the Marinos are there. My dad sits next to Angelo. Arianna and Killian are next to him. Dante, my sister Bridget, and my niece and nephew sit on one side. Next to them are Gianni, Cara, and their baby. Massimo, Katia, and their baby sit next to Tristano, Pina, and their baby. Chanelle, Luca, and their daughter sit next to my dad. The only two chairs left are for Maeve and me.
