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BRYCE
Regina Hernandez kepttalking about the numbers, and the market, and the fallout, but I couldn’t seem to focus. All I could think about was my wife.
My dick twitched beneath my suit.
I unmuted my microphone. “Excuse me. I’ve got another call that I’m going to have to take. Talk this afternoon?”
Regina blinked at me from the screen. She wasn’t used to being interrupted. “I guess so.”
“Great.” I exited the video conference before she could press for details. It was suddenly Very Important that I find Chloe.
My dick twitched again.Very fucking important.
I took the stairs two at a time, almost knocking into one of the maids.
“Mr. Windsor!” She jumped out of my way.
“Sorry.” But I wasn’t sorry—I was impatient.
I barreled into our room and found Chloe wrapped underneath the covers, fast asleep. I locked the door behind me, watching her for a moment. Her long, thick hair spilled out over the pillow, and her beautiful face was peaceful in sleep, relaxed in a way I hadn’t seen in a long time. Her full lips were slightly open as she breathed deeply.
My heart twisted at the sight of her. Being with Chloe had shown me something about myself, and it scared the shit out of me: I was capable of truly loving another person. The problem with that was that she could leave me again. She could leave me for good.
But I hoped that wouldn’t happen; I knew she loved me, too. I could protect her. We could have a life together beyond even my wildest dreams. I’d always had the money, the houses, the ability to do whatever I wanted, buy whatever I wanted, and go wherever I wanted. But it had been an empty existence—and I’d only just realized it.
That realization happened in the most insane way possible.
My father had made it a condition of my trust that I marry. I’d been so angry about that. I’d wantednothingto fucking do with it after the shit Felicia put me through. I’d vowed to spend my life alone. But Gene hadn’t allowed that. Even though he’d worked his way through several wives since my mother died, he still felt that being married legitimized a man. He believed as long as I was single, I was still a boy, too immature to take on a leadership role at Windsor Enterprises.
So I’d gone and shown him: I bought myself a wife.
At first I’d thought the idea of “buying” a bride was insane, but it suited my purposes. I hadn’t wanted to get emotionally entangled with anyone, and I wanted control. In retrospect, I could see that I’d been kidding myself. Control was an illusion, a game of make-believe one played by oneself. Once you involved other people—once they became real to you—there was no controlling anything.
I stared at Chloe, her gorgeous face, which had become dear to me. I wanted her in a way I’d never wanted anybody before. I wanted to possess her, inside and out. I wanted to give myself to her, too.
My dick twitched again, growing uncomfortably hard beneath my clothes.Speaking of losing control…
I stripped out of my clothes and slid beneath the cool covers. I wrapped my arm around Chloe’s warm body, and she nestled against me, making a happy sound when I kissed the top of her head. My heart twisted as I held her tight. I wanted her, but it was so much more than that. Chloe made mehappy.
When had I ever been happy?
“Bryce?” She opened one eye, squinting at me.
“Who else would it be, huh?” I kissed her cheek and pulled her against me possessively, flexing my rock-hard cock against her soft skin.
She felt it because both eyes popped open, widening, and her cheeks started to flush. “I thought you were working.”
“I’m always working.” I flexed my hips and thrust against her. It felt so fucking good.
“Mmm.” Chloe stripped out her shirt and underwear without another word, all the better to press herself against me. I could already feel her wet heat calling to me. I didn’t kiss her—not yet—I just enjoyed feeling the anticipation build between us, her body getting hotter by the second, her pupils dilating as she looked up at me in breathless anticipation.
Fuck,I loved it when she looked at me like that—like I could make all of her dreams come true.
I intended to start now. I lowered my lips to hers, brushing them lightly against each other, my cock so hard and dripping that I already felt like I might burst. I forced myself to take it slow. I ran my hands down her sides, her back, her stomach, her thighs, then finally to her breasts. I took each mound in my hand and gently caressed them, increasing the pressure as Chloe arched her back, leaning into me. She loved it when I played with her tits. Her eagerness turned me on, so I bent down and sucked on each nipple, nipping and lapping, blowing cold air on them until she was writhing and squirming beneath me. Each tender bud stood at erect attention.
