Page 66 of Wicked Praise


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If she wasn’t okay with that, then he had to rethink things. Because ignoring his cock for two years was a whole other matter.

“What I’m asking—”

“If you intend to sleep with other women, I just want you to be discreet.” Bella pushed off the dark gray throw and stood.

Fuck this.

Blake pulled her down onto his lap and she let out a squeak. “Bella, let me get something straight right now. If we do this, you’re not having other men in our bed. Our bed.”

“Oh.”

“No other men. I want it in the contract,” he said firmly, cupping her face.

“Okay.” She nodded.

“Now, can I please kiss my soon-to-be wife?” Blake asked, his chest tightening as a shiver ran through him.

Wife.

Holy hell.

Bella’s beautiful green eyes twinkled back at him, so Blake took that as a yes. His lips pressed softly to hers and he wondered if this was going to be the worst or the best decision of his life.

As she opened to him and their tongues slid seductively around one another, Blake stood and carried her down to his bedroom.

“I need one more test drive before I decide.” He smirked.

No, he didn’t.

He was getting married.










CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Saying no to BlakeDufort was almost impossible. He’d kissed her for hours until rolling her onto her knees and slapping her ass until she’d almost come.

Then when his mouth sucked on the folds of her pussy, Bella had cried out.

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