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In a low growl, he instructs me to keep going.
“Take the bra and panties off.”
I unclip my bra and let it fall to the floor. Bending over, I slide my panties down my legs. I hear a groan coming from Gio.
I’m getting wet just from the sound of his voice and his stare. Maybe I’m crazy, too, because, staring at his hard cock, I feel even more wetness seep from between my thighs. Tingles are running to my pussy. Even as turned on as I am, there is no way that his huge cock is going to come near me. He said he wouldn’t hurt me unless I wanted him to, and for some reason, I believe him.
He steps into the shower and holds his hand out in my direction. I can’t think clearly around him, so I take it and step under the warm spray of water. When our skin touches, there is an electric shock. I wonder if this is what they mean when they say sparks fly?
Gio gently washes and conditions my hair and then gently cleans my body. When he reaches between my legs, he uses his bare, soapy hand and gently runs it back and forth. The sparks of pleasure distract me from his body coming closer to mine. He continues to rub his hand between my legs while holding me close. Our wet bodies are touching, and I can feel the warmth coming off of his skin.
I should stop him, but I don’t want to. Just once, I want to feel good. I want to feel wanted, and right now, this man looks at me like he wants to eat me alive. My breathing is picking up, and my back arches.
“Open your eyes, Angel. You are going to look at your husband while he makes you come.”
I can’t stop the scream that leaves my body as I feel a tightening low in my belly when my release hits me. After I come down, Gio is still holding me close with our skin touching.
“Beautiful,” he states.
Reality is setting in, and my cheeks feel hot. I’m probably the color of a tomato. I can’t believe that I just let that happen. Embarrassed, I step out of the shower and grab a fluffy towel off of the rack, hurrying into the bedroom.
Soon after, Gio steps out of the bathroom and grabs a T-shirt and a pair of his boxers for me to wear. As I pull the shirt over my head, I smell residual cologne left over after washing that smells like him. I try not to let him see that I’m inhaling his scent. I really don’t need to let him see me blushing again.
“Here, drink this. You need to rehydrate after the drugs that I gave you at the bar.”
Just hearing him admit it pisses me off again. “Why did you drug me?” I know I’m using a bitchy tone, but the man fucking stuck a syringe in my neck and kidnapped me.
He opens the bottle of water and hands it to me as I climb into bed. I have been feeling dehydrated all day. I think Gio likes to take care of me. It’s sweet but kind of creepy since he doesn’t know me.
When he gets into bed beside me, I realize he plans to sleep in the same bed with me.
“What are you doing? I’m not sleeping in the same bed with you?”
“You are my wife, and we are definitely sleeping in the same bed.”
“I will just go sleep on the couch or in a guest room.” I sprint off of the bed and race for the door.
Before I get there, Gio is on me and catches me, throwing me over his shoulder. He gets back to the bed and tosses me onto it.
He climbs into bed and gets under the covers beside me, pulling me into his arms. I’ve drunk half of my water, and I’m tired. I just want to go to sleep.
“You can’t just manhandle me to make me do what you want.”
“I just did,” he shrugs.
He raises one perfect eyebrow at me in challenge, daring me to try to get away from him. When I don’t say anything else, he continues,
“You are my wife. Mine. You aren’t leaving me, and I will kill anyone who tries to get between us.”
“Don’t I get a choice in this?”
“NO,” he states.
“Are we really married? You call me wife, and yourself my husband, but how can that be? We didn’t have a wedding.”
“Angel, we had a priest marry us. You just don’t remember.”
“Gio, that can’t be legal.”
