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“Yes, sir.”
I nod, then take a sip of the hot liquid. It moves down my throat, and I can feel it warm my body in just the right way to take the edge off my migraine. I pray it wakes me up and prepares me for whatever mood Emelia may be in.
Last night after dinner, we didn’t talk more than just to compliment the chef on the delicious meal, but she seemed to feel better after we had that small conversation. It didn’t end perfectly, but it was the first time we truly didn’t go for each other’s jugular.
“Emelia,” I greet, stepping into the sun. It's warm, but the wind makes it the perfect temperature.
“Nico.” She matches my tone. Neutral.
That is where we are, and it’s not a bad place to start. I would like to take her to the beach today, and in order to do that, it would be ideal for us to be on a level playing field. I bring men to their knees and have them begging me to not end their lives, but here is Emelia, making me gauge what mood she’s in so I can tell what kind of day we are going to have.
However, I can’t treat her like she’s one of my men. That is one lesson I need to learn, and I do it grudgingly.
“I want to go ashore today, enjoy the beach, maybe walk around town and shop a bit.”
“You like to shop?” A smirk lights up her face, and it’s fucking adorable.
I run my hand through my sleep-tousled hair.“No, but I assume you do.”
She snorts around her coffee.“Just because I am a woman, you think I like shopping. Sexist.”
“Am I wrong?”
She hesitates.“No, but still. I only like to because I enjoy collecting little trinkets.”
“I won’t make you apologize for that one.” I sit next to her, running my thumb over the rim of the coffee mug. Her eyes are steady on the water, and I take in her profile. It’s perfect. Her nose slightly curves up at the tip, and her lips are the most enticing fucking pout. I want my cock between them so damn badly, and I plan to do that tonight.
Her curves are being hugged beautifully by a silky material. It’s a nightgown with lace trim and a slit up the thigh. Looking at it, I can’t help what I do. It’s as if I’m a man possessed as I lean down and nip at the thick flesh, then I stand after she gives me a satisfying yelp.
“Nico?”
“I want your body tonight. I want you to fucking suffocate me between those thighs.”
She gasps, and I reach down for her hand and grab it as she watches me with lustful eyes. Placing it on my hard cock over my gray sweats, I jerk in her palm when she lets out a gasp, and the distinct moan that follows it makes my cock twitch once again.
“Be a good girl, and we can have a really good night, principessa.”
“Maybe I want it now and don’t want to wait,” she purrs.
I grin devilishly at my insatiable bride.“Good girls wait, and good girls get rewarded. Are you going to behave today, wife?”
Nodding eagerly, she bites her lip.
Reaching up, I pull her lip free. “Be gentle with that mouth for now. I will be fucking you so hard tonight you’ll bite it to the point of bleeding.”
Her thighs rub together.“I’ll behave,il mio re.”
Emelia calls me her king in Italian, and she has no idea I am diesel right now, and she’s carelessly playing with fire. My desire is going to burn us both alive. Add in the anger we use to fuck, along with the layers upon layers of need, and we just can’t get enough. I’ve fucked in dirty ways, but with Emelia, it’s almost like we try to one-up the kinkiest thing we did the time before. I want to fucking destroy her, and she wants to wreck me.
What a beautiful damn disaster we are.
I walk away from Emelia before the entire staff gets to witness me fuck her, because then I would have to put bullets between their eyes for seeing her that way. We make our way to the breakfast table inside the glass observation deck, the breeze of the morning still coming in through the opening. It's going to be a nice day, the perfect setting for a day on land shopping and eating the finest cuisine.
And as if my thoughts conjured him, my chef sets our plates in front of us.
“Oh, thank you, Ricardo, but I’ll just stick with what I originally wanted,” Emelia tells him.
“No, you need food. Whatever diet you’re on, you can kick that shit.”
