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She thinks I want a turn. I do, but that’s not why I asked her to meet me in the office.
“Tell me that didn’t get you off. That I had your father on the phone while I was buried deep inside you. I felt you get wetter on my cock.”
Her cheek ticks up. “Only because you got so much bigger.”
“Hold that thought.” I go to the credenza under the window and take out a folder.
“What’s that?” she asks me when I drop it in front of her.
“The prenup you signed.”
“Oh…” She goes quiet. “Kieran, my father…”
I pick up the prenup and rip it to shreds.
Isabella gasps, and tears pool in her eyes. She stands up on shaky legs, using the desk to help her. “I’ll go pack.”
“You’ll do no such thing.” I grab her and kiss her. “I want to stay married to you. I want… I want this to be more.”
She throws her arms around me. “Me, too. I’ll… What can I do to make it better?”
“Nothing. You’re damn near perfect. There is one thing you can do for me, though.”
“Just one?” Her hands brush down my shirt.
“Okay, maybe two.” She’s going to be the death of me. “Just put up with me.”
“That’s easy.” She kisses me again, and I’m lost in her.
I pull her hair back and devour her until we both can’t see straight.
An hour later, we’re in my bed—ourbed. I warned her this would be rough and that I’d be feral. “Can you go again?” I press into her, already growing hard.
“Yes, don’t stop.”
I sit back on my knees and hold her head, cradling it like she’s precious. She found a small crack in my heart and took a fucking hammer to it. The lock I’ve put on my soul has been picked.
“How about a bath?” I kiss her lips. “That will help if you’re sore.”
“I ordered more of those lavender bath bombs.”
“Let’s go.” I take her hand.
Inside the warm, filled jet bathtub, perfumed with lavender, Isabella rests her head on my shoulder, her long wet hair tickling my nipples. “This is heaven.”
“You mean my hard cock poking your ass?”
“I can’t believe you’re hard again.” She twists around and sits in front of me.
I palm her tits and thumb the dark nubs. In her ear, I whisper, “You’re my goddess.” I lean forward and lick each nipple. “Now get on my cock, brat.” I lift Isabella’s slick and glossy body right onto my hard cock.
She groans as I fill her.
Her tits glisten and bounce as she rides me. “Is there something wrong with me that I love sex so much?” She mewls with her hands gripping the rim of the black porcelain tub.
It sits on a wall made of mirrors, giving me a view of both her front and the line of her back, especially her ass with the way she tilts her hips and takes me deeper. “So long as you love it because of me.”
“Maybe…” She gives me more of that lip I love.
