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Heady indeed for someone like me, who mostly deals in death.
“I am not going to become a source of income for the Animal Paws Center, Bianca.”
“Oh. Right.” She starts to wrap her arms across her front, a gesture I recognize as self-protective.
I stop her, grabbing one of her hands and holding it captive in both of mine. “I can offer a better option. I have already put things in motion with my lawyer to set up a new animal rescue center here in Boston. I have purchased land adjacent to the estate. The center will have you at its helm. If you wish. If not, then we can put someone else in to—”
“No!”
I blink at her vehement denial. That was not what I expected.
“I mean, no, don’t youdareput anyone else in to run it. Andyes! Thank you! That is wonderful news, Rio. When…is this because… No, you said you’d already put things in motion. So, it was before today. Oh, I’m babbling! That’s great news!”
She jumps up and then slides onto my lap to hug me.
My cock instantly hardens as her spread pussy presses against me. It is as if my organ has a mind of its own. It gets near her and jumps to attention whether I want it to or not.
I sense the moment she realizes how ready I am by her sudden stillness. Slowly, she lifts her head and stares into my eyes, her own turning a darker shade of honey as her pupils dilate. Her tongue comes out to lick her bottom lip, and then her teeth briefly worry at that same lip before she notices me watching the action.
“You had that planned before today? Before…last night?”
“I called Carnarvon the first week of your return to request he commence negotiations to purchase the land. The property will be big enough to house such a center, without a doubt.”
“My first week. When I was down there, underground, railing against you and…you were planning this. Forme?”
“Of course for you. Such an endeavour would never be something I’d choose for me.” The thought is so ludicrous I almost laugh. “Although…” I shrug, trying to tease her a little. I am not used to teasing, and it feels…good. “Now that you want our organization to become legit, I may need to call upon my little moral compass to come up with other legal business ideas in which to channel our money.
“Mind you, they will need to be business ideas that make a lot of money in their own right. A shipment of weapons, for example, has an extremely high profit margin. I cannot believe an animal rescue center will yield the same financial gain.”
Bianca laughs softly, the sound moving through her body in a vibration that places more exquisite pressure on my cock. “Not unless you’re good at applying for government grants. It may well operate at a loss, to be honest.”
I mock-frown, enjoying this teasing business. “I do not need to hear that, little bird.”
“Oh Rio, you have no idea how happy that idea makes me. How…hopeful…” She leans back in my lap, as if she needs the distance between us to study me properly, and then leans in again.
I cup her cheeks and guide her face close to mine. “I am going to make love to you now, wife. No punishment. No rules or conditions. Not fucking and not sex. We willmake love, and remind each other what it is like to be unable to keep our hands off one another. Do you want that,mia cara? Do you want that as much as I do?”
She doesn’t answer. Instead, she simply closes the final bit of distance between us and claims my mouth with hers, about one millisecond before I do the same to her.
15
“Love has the power to make a dead heart beat again.”
Wrushank Sorte
Bianca
He claimsmy mouth in a kiss, or maybe I claim his. I’m not sure of anything now, except the fact that the man I desire above all else has his arms wrapped around me, his cock hard and ready between my legs as I straddle him, and his tongue teasing mine in a parody of what I want him to do to me down below.
I grind my sex against his flesh. Wanting more. Needing more. Needing to be closer even than this.
I moan, and he swallows the sound and then groans himself, the sound heading straight back into me and down my throat. His groan rips through every cell in my body and inflames my need even further.
I have to feel him inside me. There is no way I can wait a moment longer for Rio.
He cups my hips and holds me steady, encouraging my grind but controlling what would otherwise be a frenzied movement back and forth. I break free of the kiss and arch my back, my head dropping back as I offer him my breasts through the dress.
I assume there’ll be people occupying the buildings and apartments and factories that line the river, many of whom can probably see us as we sail on by. I don’t care. This is my husband, and I want him to make love to me.
