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“Forever Treasured.” She read it aloud and looked at him with shining eyes.
“It’s gorgeous, Russell. Thank you.”
He kissed her deeply and took the piece from her. She tilted her head back to give him better access to her throat.
When the charm was in place, she couldn’t stop touching it until he ordered her back to the floor where he spread her out and was now torturing her pussy with hand slaps and edging until her outburst.
His hand landed on the inside of her other thigh, and she cried out.
“Please, I’m desperate.”
He reached up and pulled both clamps off her nipples.
Tears fell as he pulled one nipple into his mouth and sucked gently.
“I like you desperate,” he murmured against her ear as his fingers found her entrance again.
He brought her to the brink again and again until she was crying with frustration and need. And that was exactly where he wanted her. Begging him for all of her pleasure. It was her favorite place to be, even if it was infuriating in the moment.
“Please, Sir,” she whispered, her voice hoarse from begging. “I’m so desperate to come for you.”
That seemed to do the trick because he let her fall.
And then he didn’t stop, forcing a half a dozen orgasms from her before he finally ditched his own clothing and slid into her, fucking her hard and fast, not drawing it out. When he found his release, he roared as he filled her, pinning her down as he trembled through the last of his orgasm.
That night, they fell asleep exhausted but so much closer than they were when they arrived. Gemma fell asleep excited about getting back to London to clean out the apartment and move home to the place where Russell first claimed her as his. They would raise their family there, whatever that family ended up looking like.
The next morning, she woke to find Russell zipping up a suitcase, and she sat up, rubbing her eyes.
“Is everything OK?”
He looked at her with a heated expression as his gaze traveled her naked form.
“Everything is perfect, Treasure. But you need to get up and get dressed. It’s time for your next surprise.”
She rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom, not bothering with a robe. He clearly had a plan, so she would not question him.
In the bathroom, he’d set an outfit and the toiletries she would need for the morning on the counter. Russell was always thoughtful, and always prepared. Even when she felt like they weren’t connecting, he was doing his best to anticipate her needs, and as soon as she spoke up, he addressed her concerns head on. She really was the luckiest woman alive.
She took a quick shower and brushed her teeth, then styled her hair wrapped in a towel. When she came out of the bathroom dressed, he had a jacket for her, and their suitcases were by the door.
“Are we leaving early?”
He winked. “Something like that.”
A car was waiting for them outside, and he opened the back door for her to slide in. When the bags were in the car, he slid in beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
“You’re looking well fucked, and well rested, Mrs. Adler,” he murmured in her ear.
She flushed and smiled at him. “Thank you. My husband is very talented.”
He nipped at her ear, and her desire roared to life. “Hope he doesn’t mind that I want to finger fuck you in the back of this car,” he teased.
She lifted one shoulder. “I won’t tell if you don’t.”
He growled and sank his teeth into her neck as the car pulled away from the cabin.
When they pulled up to the jet a few minutes later, she was horny as fuck and ready to ride him right there in the back seat. But there wasn’t a privacy panel. Thankfully, the jet had a bedroom.
