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“No.” She pushed on his chest. “You wait in the library. Give me a few minutes.”
“Why don’t I undress you tonight.” He skimmed his hands over her soft, satiny dress.
“Maybe next time.”
“Next time we get married?” He hadn’t planned on doing it again.
“No. Next time I wear this dress for you.”
“When is that going to be?” He tugged on the sleeve, pulling it down so he could kiss the skin of her shoulder.
“I’m not telling. I want it to be a surprise.” She stepped away. “Give me ten minutes, please.”
He sighed. “Okay, but it seems silly.”
“So was this second wedding.”
“This was not silly. This was perfect.” He’d never admit it to anyone, but today had been the wedding he’d been imagining since their first fiasco.
“You're right.” She touched his cheek and kissed his lips. “I'm glad you wanted to do it.” She grinned. “Sometimes you're more of a woman than I am.”
“I don't think there's anything woman-like about me.” He grabbed her hand and put it on his cock which was already hard and ready to play. “Do you?”
“Not this part of you.” She squeezed him through his pants before walking away.
“You’re a tease.” He strode after her. “Sounds like my wife wants to be punished.”
“Maybe, but I’m not a tease.” She started walking faster. “I am so going to put out tonight.”
“Damn right you are.” He swatted her ass.
“Now, I’m having second thoughts. Maybe we should reenact our first wedding night.” She frowned at him. “Except the part where you go to the sex club.” She stopped, holding out her arm and putting her hand on his chest. “Ten minutes, Harker. Then you can come into the room.”
“Consider this your wedding gift.” The last thing he wanted to do was let her go, even for a few minutes, but it was what she wanted so he’d do it. He strode into the library and poured himself a drink before glancing at his watch and yelling, “Ten minutes, Alison. I’m counting.”
Her laughter drifted down the hallway and he smiled. He’d never been happier in his life, and he owed it all to her. He sipped his drink. Now, he just had to keep her happy. His smile widened. The best way to do that was to fuck her senseless. She was never angry with him when he was fucking her or right afterward. Orgasms had a way of making everything okay.
He looked at his watch. It’d been eight minutes. That was close enough for him. He tossed back his drink and headed for the bedroom. He opened the door and stopped, his heart going to his throat. “You…are beautiful.” He closed the door behind him.
She wore an exact duplicate of the same sexy, white nightgown that she’d worn on their first wedding night, but this time her curves were fuller. The nightgown clung to her hips and her breasts almost overflowed the top. All that lush softness made the blood rush to his dick.
“You’re early,” she said.
“I couldn't wait.” He walked toward her, unable to stay away.
“I believe you need to get me a drink.” She didn’t move, but her eyes challenged him to play her game.
“I can do that.” He wanted to toss her on the bed and fuck her, but he’d play. He turned, walking toward the bar.
“Good, because we need to discuss the contract.”
“Contract?” He stopped and turned toward her. “We no longer have a contract.” He didn’t like where this game was heading.
“But we do. I made a new one. I thought we should have a new contract for our new marriage.” Her eyes widened innocently.
“I don’t.” He walked toward her. “The last one didn’t work out too well for us.”
“Harker, trust me and stop ruining my game.” She smiled softly at him.
