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When we pull apart, Nana shoos us away.

I guide Ellie up the stairs, and she leads me to the empty bedroom she had gotten ready in.

“I can’t believe she knew all along,” I say to Ellie as I wrap my arms around her waist, drawing her close.

“I should’ve known. Nana is perceptive as hell. She just knows everything,” Ellie replies and then she crashes her lips to mine.

“Is it weird I want to take you wearing this dress?” I ask huskily.

Ellie begins to shift the dress up her thighs and above her waist, revealing white thigh-highs and garters.

“Fuck me,” I groan.

“Oh, I plan to,” my wife assures.

“Go ahead, Mrs. Donaldson. I’m at your disposal.”

“Sit on that chair over there,” she orders. “But take off your trousers and boxers first.”

“I like demanding Ellie.”

“Only demanding Ellie?” She cocks a brow.

“Tired Ellie, hungry Ellie, happy Ellie, sad Ellie. I’ll take you any way I can have you,” I assure.

She follows me as I walk backward to sit on the chair. I caress the globes of her ass since she is wearing a sexy as hell thong.

“I’m one lucky man.”

“I won’t argue,” she replies, as she spreads her legs across my thighs and sits on me.

My cock is rock-hard against my abdomen, but I reach down and play with her clit. Ellie seals her mouth over mine and we kiss with a passion I’ve never felt before. This is love. I rub her and insert my fingers inside her.

“You’re so wet,” I say against her lips. “You feel like a dream.”

Her breathing is fast as she moans.

“I need you, Connor,” she replies as her hips gyrate against the ministrations of my fingers.

I slide my cock inside her and we both groan from the sensation.

“We need a condom,” she says.

“I want to feel you, sweetheart, skin to skin. You feel so good, Ellie.” I rock inside her.

“Yes, Connor. OMG, this feels so good.” Her hips thrust. She feels so warm and tight.

I paw at her breasts through her dress.

“I’m going to need you naked later,” I say.

“You can definitely have me later and tomorrow morning and, damn well, all the time,” she pants, picking up speed.

“Fuck,” I hiss. “Just like that.” My fingers bite into her hips, forcing her onto my cock harder. Impaling her with each thrust.

She goes off like a firecracker. The music is flooding through the apartment from the party so I don’t think anyone can hear us anyway. I come apart inside her. Filling her. Loving her. My wife.

CHAPTERTHIRTY-EIGHT

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