Page 100 of Wicked Praise


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“I’m okay.” She smiled, feeling the hard object inside her.

“It stays in there,” Blake said as she opened her mouth to argue. His finger pushed them closed. “It stays in there for a few days, then the bigger one will replace it.”

There was no way.

“We have our engagement party tomorrow!” she exclaimed, but his slow, devilish smile told her everything she needed to know.

“That’s right. And I want to know my ring is on your finger, my plug is in your ass, and your pussy is bare and craving me.”

Holy hell.

Who was this man she was marrying?

A very sexy man who she couldn’t get enough of. In and out of the bedroom. Bella thought she’d struggle to adjust to living with Blake, but she hadn’t. When he wasn’t pleasuring her and telling her how amazing she was, he was helping her learn how to be a sexy boss lady.

His words, not hers.

She loved his mind as much as his body.

Notlove, love. She definitely super-liked him.

That was a better term: super-like.

There was no room for love in this partnership.

Something she reminded herself of daily as he walked around their condo shirtless, or she found herself watching him chew a pen as he worked at his laptop.

And damn, both shirtless and chewing a pen was impossible to not drool over. He’d caught her looking and demanded she sit between his legs and suck his cock.

That was not a terrible day.

Especially after, with his come on her lips, Blake had kissed her and told her what an incredible lover she was.

God...give me strength. Don’t let me fall in love with this man.

But there was one thing hanging between them, and it wasn’t the disagreement over getting a kitten. Which she was going to win.

The contract.

Blake still had time to terminate it and while she knew he enjoyed their sex life, she’d seen him staring off into the distance.

Would he walk away?

“You’re not fucking me at our engagement party,” Bella said, and their eyes locked as the unsaid words hung between them.

“I’ll decide that, soon-to-be-Mrs.-Dufort.” Blake growled, climbing over her as he pushed her to her back. His mouth descended on hers and their tongues lazily swept around each other, but he still left her breathless.

When he lifted, his gray eyes locked with hers.

“I’m fully on board, Bella,” Blake said. “You are marrying me.”

Her heart did a little dance.

But not for the reasons it should.


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