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My gaze is drawn to the heavy, thick cock between his legs that’s already semi-hard again.
“It’ll take some time for your own things to arrive.” He steps into the pants and pulls them over his hips. “Even with air freight. The clothes Celeste packed for you is hardly enough for a week.” He walks over and stares down at me with dark, brooding eyes. “What were you planning on doing?”
This is dangerous ground. We’re not going there again. I turn, but he stops me with a hand on my bicep.
“I think I deserve an answer,bella.” His smile is flat. “Don’t you?”
“I don’t know.” I blink, trying to hold his gaze without faltering. “I didn’t really think about it. Hide out for a couple of weeks in the Drakensberg. It was just an idea.”
The muscles around his mouth draw tight. “Just an idea?”
“You punished me. Can we please move on?”
He considers that before unlocking his fingers and releasing my arm.
“Aren’t we going back to the yacht?” I ask to change the subject.
“It’s more comfortable for you here.” He lifts the covers, a quiet instruction for me to get into bed. “We’ll leave after breakfast.”
Just like that, my animosity flares. I cross my arms. “Are you concerned about my comfort now?”
“Of course.”
“That wasn’t the case earlier.”
“I took care of your pleasure, didn’t I? I could’ve simply gotten myself off.”
I grit my teeth. “I didn’t enjoy that.”
“That wasn’t the point.”
“I don’t want it to happen again.”
“You have a short memory.” He brushes his knuckles over my cheek. “You promised to fulfill any marital duties I see fit, and this is very much part of the duties I expect my wife to fulfill.”
“Liar. You’re only saying this so you can punish me again. Admit it, Angelo, hurting me turned you on.”
“Yes,” he says with brutal honesty that takes me aback, tilting his hips and letting me feel his hard-on. “But as I said, it’s up to you how much you enjoy it.”
I utter a yelp when he catches me in his arms and pulls me down on top of him on the bed.
“Now close your pretty eyes and shut that cheeky mouth so that we can get some sleep.” He presses a soft kiss on my neck. “Tomorrow, you’re meeting your new home.”
My ribcage squeezes, the air in my lungs compressing, and it has nothing to do with the tightness of his arms around my body and everything with the way in which he made that declaration, as if the worst is yet to come.
ChapterThirty-Two
Angelo
The water is choppy. Sabella isn’t bothered by the rough boat ride. She quickly found her sea legs. From how motionless she stands at the rail, not losing a step as the swell tips the yacht, she was probably born with those long, slender, toned sea legs. The notion makes someone like me with pirates for ancestors proud.
Now that I had her, breaking my own intention in doing so, I consider fucking her for the whole seven hours of the trip. My body agrees, my cock hardening at the thought of what I can do with her. I can push her down on her knees again or have her on all fours. I could spend the entire journey with my head buried between her legs and my tongue in the delicious heat of her pussy. The temptation is huge, but my concern is bigger.
What happened at the police station shook her. Her meltdown proved as much. Despite honoring her wish to not talk about it, I still want to off those motherfuckers for laying their hands on her. For what they did to her.
And I will.
In good time.
