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“You knew?” he gasped.

“I knew that she was flirting with you, and you saw it. I knew that you were walking toward her. I never intended to bump into you. I was just trying to use you as a shield to hide behind,” she chuckled. “She was lovely, though. All that flaming red hair and those rather large breasts of hers.”

“I doubt they were natural,” smirked Mike.

“Are you an expert in such things?” she asked coyly.

“Never. But a man can easily identify what is real and what is not. You, my tiny, gorgeous, intelligent, feisty little wife, are as real as it gets. That’s why I knew you were mine from the moment I touched you.”

“You’re doing well,” smiled Sage. She reached behind her, unzipping the long gown. “Keep going.”

Mike smiled at her as he removed his uniform coat, hanging it on the back of the barstool. He hadn’t had time to get a suit, so was forced to wear his uniform to the wedding. He didn’t mind, and for some reason, the women thought he was more handsome than usual.

“I admire your strength,” he said, taking a step forward as he untucked his shirt. “I admire your beauty. But more than anything, I admire your heart, your honesty, and your courage. You are everything I’ve ever wanted in a wife. Everything.”

He was standing directly in front of her, staring down at the tiny woman. She let the gown fall down her body, goosebumps rising in her flesh as the satin kissed her skin all the way down. Her small breasts pressed upward from the bra, its matching ivory thong showcasing her round, hard cheeks.

“We didn’t get to talk about babies,” she grinned up at him.

He removed his shirt, tossing it to the floor. His carved chest muscles glistened in the firelight. Unhooking his belt, he let his trousers fall, kicking them to the side. His cock jutted straight out, and she couldn’t help but look down at it.

“We’re going to have as many babies as you want. I think we should start now.”

“I think that might be a good idea,” she grinned.

Gripping his neck, he grabbed her ass cheeks, lifting her to him. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he tore the thong from her body, tossing it into the fire. Slowly, he lowered her along his long, thick cock, her moans only serving to make him harder.

“You feel so amazing, Mike,” she whispered against his neck. Running her tongue up to his earlobe, she tugged on it with her teeth, then made her way to his delectable mouth.

“I need you. I need you bad, baby.”

“We have all the time in the world for slow, Mike. Take me. Take me hard.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. Slamming her back against the wall, Mike drove mercilessly inside her, filling her with his love. Her legs tightened around him, and he could feel her walls squeezing the life from him.

Gripping a fist full of hair, he pulled her neck back, nibbling on her neck, tasting her as he filled her with his seed. When she screamed out, he knew they’d climaxed together.

“I think we just made a baby or two,” he grinned, kissing her again.

“Well, you can never be too sure. Maybe we should do that again.”

“Good thinking.”

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

“Where are the diamonds?” asked the man seated behind the desk. His entire home was decorated in a zen-like Japanese spa. Dark interior woods, mixed with white tiles and a minimalist style on the side of luxury.

“We don’t have them yet. The woman has them and the rest of the items. We can’t find her.”

“I don’t care as much about the rest of the items. They’re small cash. We can steal more. I care about the diamonds. Those specific diamonds.

“Your friend, Smith Jones, did not survive his incarceration. Why do you think that is? He was behind bars, being watched by law enforcement. And yet, his life meant nothing. In the end, he disappointed me. Much as you are now. If I can get to him behind bars, what do you think I’ll do to you?”

The two men stared at one another, unsure whether a response was required.

“Let me enlighten you,” said the man.

He pressed a button beneath his desk, and the walnut panel slid open. Behind it was a glass window hiding a secret room. A room that neither man wanted to be a part of.

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